Cataclysm
Chapter 1, Wolf Moon
Sophie was only seconds away from strangling her siblings. There she was, sitting on the couch watching the recent episode of Game of Thrones with her mom and they decide to be as loud and obnoxious as they possible could. Her mother, Gemma, wasn't even paying attention to the television, she was spending more time engulfed into the book. Sophie didn't see the point of watching the television show if she was going to read the books during said show. Sophie's familiar text tone urged for her to glance over at her phone and read over the new text message.
Tweedle-Dee:
I'm outside your house, ask mom if you can sleep over.
"Hey...Mom?" Sophie looked up from her phone to her mother.
"Hm?" Gemma replied as her eyes continued to skim the words in her book.
"Would it be okay if I spent the night at Stiles' tonight?"
"That's fine, Soph, you have an appointment with Liz on Thursday." Her mother reminded before licking the pad of her finger and turning the page. Sophie groaned at the mention of her special doctor but was soon interrupted by her ringtone. She hated Liz with a burning passion, her appointments with her are almost always silent and the way she stares at her for forty minutes at a time irritates her to no end. Sophie saw the contact name on the screen before tapping on the small green button and bringing the phone to her ear as she forced herself off the couch and up the stairs to her bedroom.
"I'm getting my things now, calm down." She seethed through the phone, not giving him a chance to speak before hitting the end button. Sophie walked into her room before grabbing some clothes and essentials and putting them into a bag she didn't use anymore. She didn't even know why she kept it. The bag was from the fifth grade and she was clearly obsessed with Hannah Montana seeing as everything from that time period was all her. Sophie slumped down onto her bed before sliding on her black shoes and reaching for the green lighter on her bedside table and shoving it in her back pocket. When she knew she had everything she needed, she grabbed her bags and slumped down the stairs.
"He's here, I love you." She stated before kissing her mother on her forehead and walking towards the door.
"Be safe, please. I love you too." Gemma demanded, her eyes not leaving her book once again as her daughter walked towards the door, "What are we doing for your birthday?"
Sophie placed her hand on the door knob before looking back at her mom and shaking her head, "My birthday was almost a week ago."
"Okay? You weren't here, now were you?"
Sophie let out a sigh, "We can do whatever you want, mom. It doesn't really matter to me."
"Well, some of our family hasn't seen you since you got back."
"Aren't Aunt Sienna and Keana moving back anyway? They can see me then."
Gemma looked up from her book and gave her a long and hard stare.
Sophie swallowed, "How about next Saturday?"
"Vanilla cake?" Gemma smiled as Sophie opened the front door.
"Vanilla cake." Sophie nodded in agreement before walking out the door and shutting it behind her. Her eyes fell on the jeep in the driveway as she began walking over to the vehicle, opening the door and tossing her things in the backseat.
"You took forever." Stiles groaned, eagerly tapping on his steering wheel.
"Well, you didn't exactly give me a heads up." Sophie pointed out before climbing into the vehicle and pulling her seat belt on.
"We still have to get Scott." Stiles mentioned before pulling out of her drive way.
"What is it that is so important?" Sophie questioned.
"They found a body."
Sophie's eyes nearly fell out of her head, "What?"
"Well, half a body..."
"Half?" She repeated in disbelief and he nodded, "And we..."
"We're gonna go look for it." Stiles grinned.
"You couldn't have told me before hand?"
"Well, then you wouldn't go."
"No shit!"
"Oh, come on, Soph, it'll be fun." Stiles reassured, causing Sophie to shake her head.
"Do you want me to take you to your appointment on Thursday?" Stiles offered, glancing between the girl beside him and the road. Sophie pursed her lips to the side in thought before looking over at Stiles.
"I don't even know if I want to go." She admitted, causing the boy to look over at her with concern before turning his stare back onto the road.
"Come on, Soph," Stiles sighed as his fingers eagerly began to tap on the wheel again, "You promised as soon as you got back that you would go. You promised me."
"I'm doing better." Sophie reassured, "All she's doing is prescribing me more and more medications that, may I remind you, don't help."
"Soph, you won't talk to me. You never tell me what's wrong so I can't help you. You need her."
"Does he know were coming?" Sophie questioned, changing the subject.
"He wasn't answering his phone." Stiles sighed, pulling up to their best friend's house. Stiles pulled his keys out of the ignition before looking over at Sophie.
"Don't look at me like that." Sophie warned.
"Look at you like what?"
"Like I'm helpless."
"Whatever, I'll just leave it alone then."
"Thank you." Sophie agreed as Stiles climbed out of the car and walked onto the porch.
Sophie watched the boy make several attempts to climb on top of the roof before he finally got on top. "You're such a dork." She whispered to herself before giggling slightly when seeing her asthmatic best friend come out the door with a baseball bat. She debated wither or not she should warn Scott that Stiles was on his roof so he wouldn't give him a concussion... but ended up deciding against it.
Sophie moved to the back seat before bursting out laughing at an upside down watched Stiles climb down and explain the mission to Scott before the two boys walked towards the vehicle.
"Hey Scotty." Sophie smiled as the boys climbed into the car.
"Hey Soph." Scott smiled back at her as Stiles started the engine and drove away from Scott's house.
"We're seriously doing this?" Scott questioned as the three climbed out of the jeep.
"You're the one that's always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town." Stiles stated.
"Um, that's you." Sophie reminded, causing Stiles to roll his eyes.
"I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow." Scott pointed out as the three began walking through the woods. Sophie felt her chest tighten and her stomach catch in her throat as the feeling of fear and anxiety flooded her body.
"Right!" Stiles exclaimed, "Because sitting on the benches is such a growing effort."
"No, because I'm playing this year." Scott stated, "In fact I'm even making first line."
"Hey, that's the spirit!" Stiles grinned, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Don't be so mean." Sophie warned, "Scott is very capable of making first line."
"Well, I guess everyone should have a dream," Stiles chuckled at the girl beside him, "Even a pathetically unrealistic one."
"Don't crush his dreams even if they are unrealistic!" Sophie defended.
"Hey, I can hear you." Scott reminded, slightly glaring at his two best friends.
"Sorry." Sophie apologized.
"Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott questioned, causing Stiles to stop in his tracks.
"Huh." Stiles began walking again, "I didn't even think about that."
"And what if whoever killed the body is still out here?" Scott asked, causing Sophie to shudder.
"Also something I didn't think about." Stiles admitted.
"Of course you didn't." Sophie sighed.
"Comforting to know you planned this out with your usual attention to detail." Scott mentioned as the three started to climb up a small hill.
"I know." Stiles grinned before they reached the top.
"Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight, huh?" Scott reached into his jean pocket before shaking his inhaler and sucking in the air.
"Maybe we should have left the severe asthmatic in the car." Sophie stated as she watched the boys immediately fall to the ground. The girl just stood there, not knowing what was going on before feeling two hands pull her down with them. Sophie was very confused before looking up and staring at the multiple men and police dogs heading their way.
"Come on!" Stiles motioned before jumping up and running off in another direction.
"Stiles!" Scott and Sophie shouted in unison.
The asthmatic boy took another hit of his inhaler before the two stood up and chased after the curious boy.
"Stiles, slow the fuck down." Sophie groaned.
Stiles slowed down and looked at her before falling over, startled by the police dog that came from absolutely nowhere. Sophie glanced back at Scott but he was out of site. The felt a sudden urge to hide too but realized she had already been seen.
"You two! Stay right there!" A police man shouted.
"Hang on, hang on. This little delinquent belongs to me." Stiles' dad claimed while his son stood up.
"Dad, how're you doing?" Stiles attempted to be sly but it clearly wasn't working.
"So, have you been listening to all of my phone calls?" Sheriff Stilinski questioned, crossing his arms.
"No... Not the boring ones." Stiles replied, causing the girl slightly behind him to roll her eyes.
The Sheriff's eyes went from his son's to Sophie.
"Where's the other partner in crime?"
"Scott?" Stiles questioned.
"He's at home..." Sophie lied, hoping the Sheriff would believe her.
"It's just me and Sophie." Stiles reassured before the two teenagers glanced at each other.
Sheriff Stilinski walked over to the two before wrapping his arms around their shoulders, "I'm going to walk you two back to the car and you are going home. Don't think i'm not telling Gemma about this."
"I hope Scott's okay..." Sophie confided as she pulled the blanket over her body. She couldn't shake the fact that something bad had happened.
"It's Scott." Stiles reassured before climbing in next to her, "Of course he's okay."
"Oh, yes, severe asthmatic Scott is always okay." Sophie sighed before feeling his stare on her. She didn't mind at first but when his stare traveled from her face to her forearm she immediately felt discomfort.
"How come you never tell me why?"
Sophie glanced at him before staring back at the ceiling.
Stiles let out a sigh, realizing that she wasn't going to tell him before he got up to turn the light switch off.
The boy made his way back to his bed, lying down on his side and gently running his fingers from her wrist to her forearm and tracing the patterns that had been etched into her skin.
"Seriously, Soph," Stiles stared at her, "Why?"
"Goodnight, Stiles." Sophie forced a smile before turning away from him.
Stiles let out an irritated sigh, "Goodnight, Soph."
"Okay, let's see this thing." Stiles motioned for Scott to lift up his shirt.
Scott followed though with the request and partially lifted up his shirt, causing Stiles' eyes to light up.
"That's nasty." Sophie said in disgust, staring at the blood soaked cloth on his stomach. Stiles went to touch it but Scott batted him away.
"I'm pretty sure it was a wolf." Scott stated as the three began walking towards the entrance of the school.
"A wolf bit you?" Stiles questioned.
"There's no possible way you got bit by a wolf, Scotty." Sophie shook her head.
"Well, I heard a wolf howling." Scott defended.
"California doesn't have wolves, not in like 60 years." Stiles explained.
"Well if you guys aren't gonna believe me about the wolf then you're definitely not going to believe that I found the body." Scott teased.
"Are you kidding me?" Stiles grew excited.
"I wish, I'm gonna be having nightmares for a month." Scott replied.
"That is freakin' awesome, that is going to be the best thing to happen in this town since... since the birth of Lydia Martin." Stiles noticed the strawberry blonde, "Hey Lydia!"
Scott suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness and was very confused by the feeling.
He wasn't sad.
Scott looked over at Sophie, seeing the sad look in her eyes and hearing her heart beat pick up.
"You- you look like you're gonna ignore me." Stiles sighed as he turned back to his friends.
"Are you okay?" Scott questioned her.
"Yeah, of course." Sophie forced a smile.
"What is that smell?" Scott questioned before very visibly sniffing and inching towards her. "You smell amazing."
"I'm not wearing any perfume..."
"Really?" Scott questioned.
"Really." Sophie replied.
"Okay, weird." Stiles stated.
"Who's that you're staring at?" Sophie questioned, coming up behind Scott.
"No one..." Scott replied, turning towards his best friend before Stiles came up to them.
"She's here for like two seconds and she's already on Satan's radar."
"She's hot," Stiles stated, "Beautiful people heard together."
"Wow," Sophie scoffed, adjusting her bag that was on her shoulder.
"What?" Stiles asked, not knowing what he did to piss her off.
"Nothing," Sophie shook her head before turning to Scott, "Scotty?"
"Huh?" Scott replied as he continued to stare at the brunette girl across the way.
"You're out of it, today." Sophie stated.
"Nah, I'm okay. Are you coming to watch us practice?" Scott asked, causing the girl to nod.
"Of course I am." Sophie replied, "Why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know, you just don't seem up for it." Scott stated, glancing over at Stiles then back at her.
"I'm fine, Scotty." Sophie reassured.
Scott stared at her for a while, hearing her heart beat pick up again.
"Did you just lie to me?" Scott questioned.
"See? This is why you need to go see Liz on Thursday." Stiles stated, causing Sophie to look over at him and glare at him intensely.
"What? Why aren't you going to your appointment?" Scott questioned her.
"I don't know..." Sophie sighed, attempting to change the subject. "Don't you guys have practice?"
"Don't change the subject, Sophie." Stiles warned.
"You just came back and you're not going?" Scott asked in disbelief.
"I didn't say I wasn't going." Sophie grew irritated, "I just said I didn't want to."
"No, you said you didn't know if you wanted to go or not." Stiles added.
"Yeah, if I wanted to, dumbass. I never said I wasn't gonna go."
"Good." Stiles wailed before taking his two best friends in his arms and walking off down the hallway.
"Hey Sophie." Lydia waved as Sophie climbed up the bleachers, "Come sit with us."
Sophie glanced back at Scott and Stiles before complying and sat down next to the girl she hated most.
"This is Allison." Lydia introduced, pointing to the brunette girl that Scott was staring at earlier.
"Hi." Sophie leaned forward slightly so she could see her and smiled.
"Hi," Allison smiled back at her, "Sophie, right?"
"Yeah." The blonde girl nodded before turning her attention back onto the boys on the field.
"Who is that?" Allison questioned the two girls sitting next to her as they looked at Scott.
Lydia shrugged as Sophie glanced between Allison and Scott several times.
"Scott?" Sophie raised an eyebrow, not sure who she was asking for.
"Yeah?" Allison agreed.
"Yeah, that's Scott... number eleven." Sophie pointed at her best friend, causing Allison to nod.
"Why?" Lydia questioned the girl beside her, not knowing why she would want anything to do with him.
"He's in my English class." Allison reassured before Lydia looked over at Sophie.
"Aren't you like in love with Scott?" Lydia questioned, causing the blonde girl to burst out in laughter.
"As much as I love Scott, Lydia, he's like a brother to me." Sophie shook her head.
"That's not what he said." Lydia pointed to Stiles who was sitting on the bench not that far in front of them.
"Why would he think that?" Sophie questioned the strawberry blonde next to her.
"I don't know, something about not being able to do anything because you want Scott or whatever. He says a lot of weird things, most of it I don't remember." Lydia shook her head.
"Oh, okay." Sophie looked away from her before staring at the back of Stiles' head.
The sound of a whistle filled their ears, causing her to look over at Scott who was by the goal. The girl watched her best friend move around awkwardly, covering his ears before getting smacked in the head with a ball. The team began to laugh along with the coach. Scott stood from his place before the next player ran across the field and chucked the ball into the goal but was caught by Scott. Sophie's jaw dropped in disbelief as she heard Stiles cheer him on slightly.
Soon, another player came a long and shot into the goal, but was caught again by Scott. Sophie let out a slight cheer along with the boy in front of her. Scott continued to catch every ball that each player shot at him.
"He seems like he's pretty good." Allison stated.
"Very good." Lydia agreed with a nod of her head.
"Oh no..." Sophie whispered as she watched an angry Jackson cut to the front of the line.
Stiles glanced back at Sophie as Jackson began running down the field. Her and Stiles stared at each other with concern before he turned back to watch the scene in front of him. Jackson threw the ball as hard as he could and came at Scott very quickly, but once again, he caught it. Stiles and Sophie stood up with their arms held high as they cheered for their best friend. Lydia stood up next to Sophie as she screamed for Scott, slightly glancing over at her boyfriend.
"I don't know what it was, it was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball." Scott explained as the three walked through water and onto the dirt. "And that's not the only weird thing. I hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear. Smell things."
"Smell things?" Stiles as Scott ducked under a branch while Sophie tried to shake of as much water from her shoes as she could. "Like what?"
"Like the mint gum in your pocket." Scott pointed out.
"I don't even have mint gum." Stiles rolled his eyes before he pulled out a piece of gum from his jacket pocket.
"What about me?" Sophie questioned.
"You smell..." Scott knitted his eyebrows together as he searched for words to describe how she smelt. "Butterscotchy?"
"Butterscotchy?" Sophie raised an eyebrow, confused by his answer.
Stiles walked up to her before sniffing her for himself.
"She smells like lavender and tobacco." Stiles contradicted.
"It doesn't smell like it's on her..." Scott explained as they continued to walk through the woods, tracing their steps from last night.
"That's weird." Sophie shook her head.
"So all this started with the bite?" Stiles questioned.
"What if it's like an infection, the bite flooding the adrenaline before I go into shock." Scott worried.
"You know what? I actually think I've heard of this. It's a specific kind of infection." Stiles explained as the blonde girl in between them rolled her eyes.
"Are you serious?" Scott questioned as he stopped walking and faced the two.
"Yeah," Stiles reassured. "I think it's called Lycanthropy."
"What is that?" Scott questioned as fear flooded his eyes while rubbed the temple of her forehead. "Is that bad?"
"Oh yeah it's the worst." Stiles added, "But only once a month."
"Once a month?" Scott questioned.
"On the night of the full moon." Stiles continued.
"Oh my fucking god." Sophie groaned at the two boys.
Stiles let out a mock howl, causing Scott to push him slightly before walking again.
"Hey, he's the one that heard a wolf howling." Stiles explained to the girl next to him before Scott glanced back at him.
"There could be something seriously wrong with me." Scott worried.
"Right, dude! You're a werewolf." Stiles exclaimed before growling to make a point, causing Scott to glare at him. "Okay, obviously I'm kidding but if you see me in shop class and melting all the silver I can find cause Friday's a full moon."
Scott stopped walking and looked around confused, "I could have sworn this was it. I saw the body; the deer came running; I dropped my inhaler."
"Maybe the killer moved the body." Stiles suggested.
Scott leaned down to search for his inhaler in a pile of leaves.
"If he did I hope he left my inhaler those things are like eighty bucks." Scott sighed. Sophie slid her fingers through her hair before noticing they weren't alone and nudged Stiles to warn him of the presence. Scott noticed the affair before standing up and turning around.
"What are you doing here?" The black haired man asked as he made his way toward the three. "Huh? This is private property."
"Oh, sorry, man we didn't know." Stiles apologized, glancing back between his friends and the man in front of him.
"We were just looking for his inhaler, we're sorry." Sophie swallowed as she gestured to Scott.
"Yeah...just forget it." Scott spoke before the man tossed his inhaler into his hands and started to walk away.
"Thank you... sir." Sophie spoke after him but he just kept walking away.
"Okay, come on, I got get to work." Scott motioned for them to leave.
"Dude! That was Derek Hale." Stiles stated, turning to his friends. "You guys remember, right? He's only a few years older than us."
"Remember what?" Scott questioned.
"The fire." Sophie sighed.
"Yeah, his family all burned to death in a fire like ten years ago." Stiles added.
"I wonder what he's doing back."
"I thought you were taking me home?" Sophie questioned as they drove down the road that led to Stiles' home.
"No. You're staying with me till Thursday, Mom has plans." Stiles glanced over at her.
"What kind of plans?" Sophie looked over at him with a confused look.
"Birthday plans." Stiles wiggled his eyebrows before turning his attention back on the road. "How are you feeling, by the way?"
"I'm okay." Sophie breathed.
"That's good." Stiles smiled.
"Why did you tell Satan that I was 'in love' with Scott?" Sophie looked over at him with a quizzical look in her eyes.
"Well, aren't you?" Stiles glanced over at her.
"No. I am not."
"Sure."
"I'm not in love with Scott, Stiles." Sophie seethed.
"Well, you tell him a lot more things then you tell me."
"Yeah, well, I can't talk about my problems to the source of my problems, Stiles."
Stiles stared at her as long as he could before having to look back at the road. "What do you mean the source of your problems?"
"Just leave it, Stiles." Sophie shook her head.
"No. I'm not leaving it alone this time, Sophie." Stiles assured but no words left her mouth, "Tell me, please." Stiles glanced over at her again, "Sophie."
"Okay, Stiles, Fine. A lot of things you do affect me." She admitted as she stared down at the road in front of them.
Stiles' breath caught in his throat as tears threatened his eyes.
"What?" Stiles breathed.
Sophie could hear the sadness in his voice which caused her to look over at him and feel the guilt swarm in her stomach. "I'm sorry..." She whispered, "I didn't mean for it to come out that way."
"What did I do?" Stiles swallowed, attempting to fight back the tears that were threatening to spill.
Sophie turned my focus back onto the road before inhaling, "It's not just you."
"But I'm a reason." Stiles looked over at her in confusion before looking back at the road.
"Nobody is a reason for the choices that I make." Sophie looked down at her feet. "It's all me. My decisions. Nothing is anyone's fault but mine."
"Alright, be honest." Sophie stood from the bed before patting down the red velvet dress on her body, "How do I look?"
Stiles spun his chair around so that he could see her before staring at her as his eyes glazed over her entire form.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You look beautiful." Stiles swallowed before standing up from his chair and grabbing his car keys. "Are you- Are you ready to go?"
"Yes." Sophie grinned before grabbing her bag and walking out of the bedroom and down the stairs with Stiles before walking out the front door. The two teenagers climbed into the vehicle before driving off towards the party. "I'm excited."
"For?" Stiles glanced over at her before putting his eyes back on the road.
"Alcohol, duh." Sophie shrugged, "Lydia may not have a soul but she has some great booze."
"Don't drink too much, please." Stiles pleaded, "You know how you get."
"I just get really hyper." Sophie shrugged.
"Right and what about after the happy hyper party girl?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes, you do, you know how bad you get, too."
"Okay, I won't drink that much." Sophie rolled her eyes before looking over at him.
"Thank you." Stiles nodded as he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. "How was your appointment yesterday?"
"It was okay, I guess." Sophie looked away.
"You guess?"
"We just talked about my dad."
"And?"
"And says the same shit just like every other psychologist I get. I'm getting sick of doctors telling me things that I already know." Sophie sighed before looking over at Stiles, "How are you doing?" Sophie knew about the fight him and Scott had earlier today but he hadn't mentioned anything to her other than the fact that tonight's a full moon and his theories on Scott being a werewolf. She saw the damage Scott had done to Stiles' computer chair and didn't really know what to think of the situation.
"I'm worried." Stiles nodded his head as he let out a breath.
"I'm sure everything's going to be fine." Sophie forced a reassuring smile as Stiles searched for a place to park near the sidewalk. Once Stiles found a pace to park they climbed out of the jeep and made their way into Lydia's party that was swarming with drunk teenagers. As soon as they entered the house, some random guy bumped into her.
"Bitch."
"Did you hear that? That was totally uncalled for." Sophie looked over at Stiles, "That guy bumped into me and called me a bitch."
Stiles rose an eyebrow, glancing back at the door before looking back at her, "Sophie, he didn't say anything."
"Ye—"
"Sophie!" Lydia shouted from the kitchen before making her way over to the two.
"Hi, Lydia." Sophie forced a smile before feeling the red headed girl grab her hand.
"Come take shots with me." Lydia pulled her towards the kitchen, causing Sophie to look back at Stiles as a plea for help.
"I'm gonna go find Scott." Stiles pointed to the back doors before walking away. Sophie continued to be dragged along to the kitchen before Lydia let go of the girl's hand before opening a cupboard and pulling out two shot glasses and placing them on the island that was in the middle of the kitchen. Lydia grabbed a very expensive looking bottle of vodka before pouring the contents into the shot glasses.
"So much for not drinking too much." Sophie whispered to herself as Lydia set down the glass bottle and turned to her.
"Ready?" Lydia asked. Sophie nodded before the two girls grabbed a shot glass and tossed it to the back of their throats.
"Holy shit." Sophie gagged at the intense burning sensation in her throat before setting the shot glass down onto the island. The strawberry blonde let out a small cheer, slamming her shot glass down on the island before looking over at Sophie.
"How does a Vodka Cranberry sound?" Lydia offered.
"Sounds perfect." Sophie forced a smile, wondering why the girl that bullied her for years was being so nice to her. Lydia grabbed the two shot glasses and placed them in the sink before grabbing two normal glasses from the cupboard and placing it on the island, "Why are you being so nice to me?"
"We used to be best friends." Lydia reminded as she filled the glasses with two shots.
"Used to be." Sophie corrected as Lydia grabbed the cranberry juice from the fridge and poured the contents into the glasses.
"I don't want it to be like that anymore." Lydia glanced at the girl next to her before putting the cranberry juice back into the fridge.
"You called me a wrist cutter and told the whole school. You picked on me for years." Sophie reminded before grabbing the glass that was hers and taking a sip. Lydia slid her tongue along her lips before picking up her glass with one hand and grabbing Sophie's hand with the other.
"And I want to make up for that. I truly am sorry." Lydia sympathized before dragging her outside.
"Lydia, I'm not just going to forgive you after one drink and a few nice conversations." Sophie shook her head as the strawberry blonde dragged her towards a table and sat down.
"I know but I'm willing to wait." Lydia nodded her head before taking another sip of her drink. Sophie let out a sigh before sitting in the chair across from her. The girls slowly sipped on their drinks as Sophie scanned the crowd of people in search of the person she wanted next to her most.
"Are you looking for Stiles?" Lydia questioned before setting her glass on the table.
"Yeah." Sophie looked over at the girl across from her before chugging the rest of the liquid in her glass.
"Oh my god. You're not in love with Scott." Lydia leaned back in her chair with a look of disbelief, "You're in love with Stiles."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Lydia." Sophie swallowed, scared of what she would say next.
"You're totally in love with him." Lydia shook her head.
"Lydia..." Sophie worried, feeling the alcohol finally hit her. Lydia raised her eyebrow, the look on her face looked like she solved the dirtiest crime. Lydia stood up and grabbed Sophie's hand again. "Where are we going?" Sophie stood up, being dragged by Lydia Martin once again. The strawberry blonde ignored her question as her eyes fell upon the boy she was looking for earlier.
"Stiles!" Lydia shouted, stumbling slightly.
"Yes?" Stiles looked back at the two girls with a look of confusion before Sophie was pushed into his arms.
"Dance." Lydia pointed at him before walking away.
"Hey..." Sophie forced herself to stand up correctly as she felt Stiles' hands still hold her up.
"You're drunk aren't you?" Stiles interrogated.
"Just a little bit." Sophie brought up her thumb and pointer finger, leaving a small gap between them.
"You're drunk." Stiles sighed.
"Shh, just dance with me, okay?" Sophie smiled up at him before taking his hands off her shoulders and sliding them down to her waist.
"Okay." Stiles swallowed as the girl wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I really didn't drink that much." Sophie explained, "Just really really strong vodka."
"It's okay." Stiles smiled down at her, "I forgive you."
"I am forgiven!" Sophie grinned.
"Wait, are you supposed to be drinking on your meds?" Stiles frowned at the realization. He had been keeping track of her medication and making sure she was taking them when she was supposed to.
"I'll be fine." Sophie reassured before laying her head on his chest.
"Soph..." Stiles sighed before bringing one of his hands up and running it through her hair.
"Can we go inside?" Sophie asked as she lifted her head up to look at him.
"Yeah, yeah, sure." Stiles took his hands off her waist as they pulled apart slightly. Sophie went to walk in front of him but he immediately grabbed her hand before she could go any further. Sophie glanced back at their hands before walking into the house and making their way to the refrigerator. Stiles grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to Sophie before shutting the fridge door. Sophie took the water before turning around and seeing a struggling Scott stumble towards the door.
"Scott?" Sophie stumbled slightly forwards so she could see him better. She looked back at Stiles before she felt his hand grab hers again and dragged her out the door to see where he went but he was already gone.
"Oh no." Sophie worried, feeling Stiles drag her towards the jeep and help her in the passenger seat before shutting the door. Stiles walked around his car before hopping in and driving off to Scott's house. Sophie honestly couldn't remember what was going on right that moment.
"Drink your water, you need to sober up." Stiles commanded as he sped down the road.
"Yes, sir." Sophie saluted, struggling to open the bottle of water before taking a sip. She rested the bottle on her lap when she was done before turning towards Stiles and gazing at him.
"What?"
"Nothing. You're just perfect." Sophie breathed before looking at the road again.
"She's drunk, Stiles, just ignore her."
"No! Don't ignore me, I'm sorry." Sophie pouted.
Stiles looked over at her like she was crazy before looking back at the road.
"Sophie, I didn't say anything." Stiles shook his head.
"Yes you did! You said that I'm drunk and that you were gonna ignore me!" Sophie defended. She was 100% sure she heard those words come out of his mouth.
"Sophie, I didn't say that..." Stiles glanced over at me, "I thought it."
"Oh..."
"Drink your water." Stiles shook his head as he pulled up to Scott's house, he had too much on his mind right now.
"Come on." Stiles motioned for her to follow him and sped towards the door. Sophie sighed before sliding out of the car and following Stiles up the stairs. Stiles pounded on Scott's bedroom door and the two waited for him to open it but there was no answer. He pounded on the door again and this time Scott cracked the door. Stiles went to go in but Scott wouldn't let him.
"Let me in, Scott, I can help." Stiles stated.
"No. Listen you gotta find Allison." Scott pleaded.
"She's fine, I saw her get a ride from the party she's totally fine alright." Stiles explained.
"I think I know who it is." Scott groaned.
"Just let me in, we can t—"
"It's Derek! Derek Hale's the werewolf. He's the one that bit me; the one that killed the girl in the woods."
"I'm too drunk for this." Sophie placed her hands in her hair as the situation finally dawned on her. Her best friend was actually turning into a dog. a legitimate dog.
"Scott...Derek's the one that drove Allison from the party." Stiles recalled, causing Scott to slam the door shut.
"Scott!" Stiles pounded on the door but no answer.
Stiles and Sophie drove down the road alongside the woods for the millionth time in search for their friend.
"Stiles." Sophie nudged him as she pointed to their shirtless friend walking down the road.
"Thank god." Stiles breathed, pulling up next to Scott.
Scott glanced back at the car and realized who the owner was before turning around and opening the car door. Sophie moved to the back seat as Scott slid in to the passenger seat and shut the door. She handed Scott the shirt that sat on her lap all night before he took the shirt and slid it on.
"Wanna know what actually worries me the most?" Scott started.
"If you say 'Allison' I'm gonna punch you in the head." Stiles warned.
"She probably hates me now." Scott groaned as he leaned his head on the car door.
"She doesn't hate you, Scotty." Sophie shook her head, regretting the decision to even move due to her horrific hangover.
"Yeah," Stiles agreed. "But you might want to come up with a pretty amazing apology."
"Okay, Allison is not the most important thing right now. We should be focusing on the fact that Scott's a fucking werewolf!" Sophie reminded but Scott shot her a sad look.
"Hey, look, we'll get through this. We'll chain you up on full moon nights and feed you live mice." Stiles reassured, causing the blonde girl to hit his arm on his last sarcastic comment.
"What? I had a boa once, I could do it." Stiles nodded his head as they drove down the road.
-A/N-
Hey there, hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Let me know what you think?
