"I want you to." She nodded, wiping at her eyes again. "I don't want anyone else to see me. And Stiles is probably asleep but even if not... I trust you with this. I don't want anyone else to know." A large part of her wished that even Derek didn't see her like this, her mind convincing herself that he'd find some way to use her weakness against her - but she just wanted him to hold her. Even if she shouldn't. She was hurting everyone, and she just wanted to disappear.
"... I'm sorry I'm a disappointment." She hadn't had the intention of coming to him with so many strings attached. Then again, she hadn't had the original intention of coming to him at all, but now she was here. His slave, unofficially. The strings had just come to her instead.