AN: Okay, so I'm back with my second story to do with Teen Wolf. This basically sets after the events of 3A and this is my take on what could happen when the season returns for 3B. This is my first time writing Danny, but I really wanted to give it a try. I'm really excited to see what happens with Danny and his relationship with Ethan. Danny is bound to find out everything soon. It's only a matter of time. So from the way I have it planned out, this story should be only from Danny's point of view and it shouldn't switch to anyone elses. But anyways, here's the first chapter and I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Teen Wolf. All the characters belong to the creator Jeff Davis.
Chapter 1 – Odd Situations
Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched? Not those little stares that people give you when they think you aren't looking, but the feeling that someone or something is constantly watching your every move, listening to every word that you are speaking. I've had this feeling for months now; walking home, out with my friends and even at school. School, the place where you are supposed to feel the safest.
I spot Beacon Hills High School coming into view, as I walk to school. I miss the days when Jackson still lived here. I could just ask him for a ride basically whenever I wanted. I have my license, but since I don't have my car at the moment because it's in the shop, I'm stuck walking to school. I feel the wind pick up and I look to see a bunch of leaves blowing off the trees nearby. I feel the sudden shiver on my back, and I feel like someone is watching me. My feet halt on the pavement, and I stop to observe the sounds around. For a moment I thought I could hear someone snickering, or even growling. My head turns to the side to see Isaac Lahey coming out of the forest and I notice another man walk off in the opposite direction. Isaac's eyes widen as he turns to see me watching him and he quickly jogs off towards the entrance to the school. Curious, I run after him, in the direction that he went but he had a head start so that made it hard. I scurry through the parking lot, which was not the safest thing to do, and I dart up the steps and into the doors of the front entrance. I make my way through the halls and the crowds of students over to my locker to gather my books before class begins. I glance around the halls, but I don't see any of my friends around. As my locker comes into view, I spot my boyfriend Ethan leaning against it waiting for me. He's talking with his twin brother Aiden and Isaac, who looks like he is quickly explaining something important to the twins, but then sees me and runs off in the opposite direction once again. I notice Aiden turn to watch him, but Ethan turns his head and smiles when he sees me coming closer. As I get closer, Aiden looks at me as well and then whispers something to Ethan and walks off just as I walk up to them.
"Hey," I say as I glance at Aiden's retreating form.
"Hey Danny," Ethan says. I notice that he seems to be tense in a way; guarded. This has been happening for a while now and I'm guessing it had something to do with the way that Isaac acted when he saw me watching.
"Where's Aiden going?" I ask as I open my locker up and begin gathering my books for class.
"Oh, don't worry about that. He just has to talk to someone."
"Oh really, who? Is it Isaac?" I question.
"Does it matter?" Ethan snaps which makes me flinch. That's the first time he's ever snapped at me.
"No, sorry. Just curious," I reply quietly not making eye contact.
"Hey," Ethan steps closer to me, "sorry for snapping. I've just been stressed lately. There's a lot of stuff going on."
"Okay?" I answer, making sure I phrased it as a question. I glance at Ethan who is standing on my right to see what his reaction would be before answering. However, to my disappointment his expression remained neutral.
"Danny, I promise I have a good reason for not telling you," Ethan shift closer to me.
I nod my head and decide to drop the subject before I end up starting an argument, which is the last thing that I want to do right now. Even though I was hoping to get an explanation. I grabbed the books that I would need for Chemistry and slammed my locker door shut.
"So are we still on for the movie tonight?" I ask as Ethan falls into step beside me as we make our way towards our classes.
"A night alone with you sounds great, but Aiden was wondering if he and Lydia can join us."
"Yeah, I guess that's fine. But I thought that it was just going to be us tonight?" I ask slightly disappointed. Ever since Ethan and I became official, we haven't been alone together on any dates. We were alone more before we began dating. It's like Ethan and Aiden are following the buddy system or something. I don't care that much though. I consider Lydia one of closest friends, mostly because of Jackson, but it's bothering me that Ethan and Aiden keep on talking in hush whispers and shooting each other glances when they think Lydia and I aren't looking. But, Lydia doesn't seem to bothered by it all which doesn't make much sense to me.
"That was the plan, but then I mentioned to Aiden our plans and Lydia overheard, then suggested that we it as a group thing, and Aiden would be pissed if I refused Lydia," Ethan's voice breaks me out of my thoughts.
"Lydia, and your brother aren't that scary for you, are they?" I tease. Ethan gives me a playful shove as we arrive at my Chemistry class. I notice the substitute teacher, Mr. Patterson already inside preparing for the lesson. Mr. Harris still hasn't been found, and no one knows where he could be, or if he is still even alive at this point.
"So, the four of us tonight sound good?" Ethan asks me.
"Yeah, the four of us." I give him a small smile and lean in to kiss him bye. Ethan gladly returns the kiss and pushes me further into him when I move to pull away. It was hard not to let it go further, but we were still in the school hallway with gawking eyes surrounding us.
"See you at lunch," I whisper before turning into the classroom as Ethan smirks and makes his way to his class.
The morning went by pretty fast. I didn't have to endure long, dragged out lessons and had the chance to move around and do group work in my classes. It sucks though, because when we would get told to partner up I would always go with Jackson, but now I have no choice but to partner with a random person or someone I know who I share a class with. Normally, it's Stiles because despite how many odd questions that pop out of his mouth, he is a pretty hard worker and doesn't slack off.
I make my way through the sea of students in the hallway and head to the cafeteria. Just outside the doors I notice Scott and Stiles in a deep, hushed conversation that involves them whispering which seems odd for them considering they are normally loud. After I get my lunch, I approach my usual table that I used to sit at with Lydia and Jackson, but it now seats Lydia and Aiden currently. They also seem to be deep in conversation and before I can overhear anything Aiden glances up and tries to subtle in trying stop the conversation they were having.
"Hey," I state setting my tray down on the table before sitting. They both give me a smile back.
"Hey Danny," Lydia greets.
"Where's your brother?" I ask Aiden. He glances up from his phone that he pulled out and grins.
"He's coming."
"Ookay," I reply, kind of confused about the grin that he was giving me.
"However, I think it's probably best that you and my brother keep your love for each other more to yourselves. I saw the show this morning," Aiden teases.
I feel my face burn as red as a tomato. Lydia snickers to herself.
"We were just saying bye before class," I try to defend myself, but even I can tell that it's going to be a lost cause.
"Mhmm. That's nice and all, but I believe that a bye doesn't take that long."
I blush even harder at that comment. I pick up my turkey sandwich off my tray and take a huge bite.
"Oh," Lydia pipes up, "Just don't go for closets and offices. That's our thing." Aiden bursts out laughing and I choke on my sandwich. I'm in the middle of my coughing fit when I feel a hand rub my back in soothing motions. Once I calmed down I notice that it was Ethan and he was now sitting next to me, looking at me concerned for a moment. Once he sees that I am okay, he glances at Aiden and Lydia, who are trying not to laugh.
"What's going on?" he asks. I look down at my half eaten sandwich, trying to hide the blush that rises on my face once again.
"Hmm, well. We were just discussing you and Danny's love towards each other. Especially the bit that we all seen this morning before class," Lydia remarks.
Ethan laughs and glances my way. I look up as well and meet his gaze and smile.
"Embarrassed?" he questions.
I shake my head, "Not at all."
"Good," he says and then leans in to give me another kiss which isn't as extreme as the one this morning. Lydia and Aiden don't say anything, they just smile at our actions. A few minutes later, more people beginning arriving at our table. Scott and Stiles first. Then Allison and Isaac, however Isaac still seems to be avoiding any conversation with me as he won't glance at me and chooses to sit at the seat farthest from me, but still close to the group. Many conversations begin at the table and I don't really pay attention to it. I continue eating my lunch, while holding Ethan's hand in my own and wait for the day to be over with so I can spend time with Ethan tonight and with Aiden and Lydia.
It's not long before school has been out for hours and I've sitting in Lydia's living room, next to Ethan on the couch, listening to everyone debate about what movie we should watch. It was easy to agree to watch a movie. The trouble was agreeing to a movie that we all wanted to watch.
"So is the notebook okay with everyone?" Lydia holds up the DVD for the three of us to see. I laugh out loud at her attempt to put Aiden through that movie just like she did to Jackson constantly. Ethan and Aiden look at me questioningly.
"That's fine with me," Aiden replies. I look at him shocked. I don't know if he is trying to stay on Lydia's good side or what, but I am not sitting through the notebook. I've seen it once and had the many complaints from Jackson to ever want to see it again.
"C'mon Lydia, seriously? The notebook ... again," I raise my eyebrows at her suggestion and she quickly dismisses the idea when she realizes that I'm implying Jackson. I know for a fact that they have spoken since he has left, but the idea of Jackson just leaving out of the blue still hurts her, especially when it looked as though they had a break through in their relationship. To be honest, it still bugs me to know that my best friend just up and left to move to London. I hardly believe that his parents wanting to get Jackson away from Beacon Hills was what made Jackson agree to go.
"Hm, how about we watch a romantic comedy?" I suggest. Honestly I didn't really care what movie we watched, but I could tell that the twins didn't find that idea appealing.
"Kay, guys we can't pick something she wouldn't like. It wouldn't be fair, she is the only girl here," I stated on Lydia's behalf. There was a bit of a debate but in the end we decided to watch a comedy. I can't remember what the movie was called though. I didn't really pay much attention to it. I have too many things on my mind to pay attention to some movie. I can't seem to get out of my head Ethan's weird behaviour. And Aiden's and Isaac's. In fact, the way that everyone has been acting is sort of weird.
"I declare that this is my new favourite movie," Aiden voice breaks me from my thoughts. I look beside me to see Ethan roll his eyes before saying, "You say that about every movie we watch."
"Yeah, well this movie was better than I thought. Right Lydia?"
"It was okay, I guess. I still say that the notebook is what we should have watched." I groan at that comment. If Lydia gets her way on the next movie night, then we will all be watching that movie then I will be the one complaining to Jackson. We all chatted for a little while longer before Ethan and I decided that it was time to go when Lydia and Aiden began to make out right in front of us.
The car ride was silent for the most part aside from the hum of the engine and the cars beeping their horns at each other around us. I must have been out of it because I didn't notice that Ethan had parked in his usual spot out of view from my house, which gives us more privacy than parking right in front of my house in the full view of my parents.
"So, how did you like the movie?" Ethan asks me.
"It was good. Really funny," I state. I didn't want to say that I barely paid any attention to the movie at all, because he will want to know why and I don't know how to bring everything that I have wondered about the last few months since he has got here and the past year with everyone else.
Ethan must know that I wasn't paying much attention tonight because he then says, "Yeah it was. What was your favourite part?"
"Uh...well..." I'm lost; I don't know how to answer that question.
"I knew you were distracted tonight. What's going on?"
I look down in embarrassment and shrug.
"Hey," Ethan murmurs and I feel his hand come and rest on my cheek for a moment before moving and tilting my chin up to look in my eyes.
"What's wrong?" he questions.
"Nothing's wrong. I've just been distracted today and everything's just been catching up with me; all of my thoughts," I explain. I'm not really ready to ask him to tell me everything and it's not like my answer was exactly a lie.
"Oh, that's okay. Hey, you know if you ever want to talk, you can come to me. I'll listen and try to help," Ethan offers, thankfully dropping the topic.
I nod, "I know."
"Hey, how about to make up for tonight we go out tomorrow. Just the two of us," Ethan suggests.
"Maybe a movie and dinner, or something?" I ask. I feel my mood brightening up a bit with the idea of spending some alone time with Ethan. Just the two of us.
"Yeah, whatever you want."
I smile and pull him in for a kiss. His lips move against mine slowly at first and I open my mouth and feel his tongue slide in. One of his hands is back on my cheek and the other is moving down to rest on my waist . We were only in the car, so we couldn't be as close as we wanted to, but I place my hand behind his neck to try and pull him closer. Ethan's lips were just moving on to my neck when my phone beeps in my pocket. We groan at the same time and I reach into my pocket to pull my phone out.
You only have a few moments until curfew. I hope you are almost home or are going to call if you are going to be late. -Mom
I type back a response.
Yeah, we are almost home. Be there in about 5 minutes.
"It's my mom. My curfew's almost up."
"It's almost 12 already? Okay." Ethan turns to key on the engine and slowly drives up the bit of metres to my house. I lean in to give Ethan another kiss on the lips before moving to get out of the car. "So what time tomorrow should we go out?" I ask and turn back to look at Ethan.
"I'll pick you up at 5," he answers me and gives me a smile.
"Kay, see you tomorrow," I reply, returning his smile.
I shut the door and wave goodbye as he pulls away from the house. I jog across the lawn to my front door and make it inside with a few minutes to spare from my curfew.
"Hey, honey. How was your date?" my mom asks from the living room.
"It was good," I reply while walking slightly into the room.
"We're going out again tomorrow night as well. If that's alright with you?" I ask.
"Of course it is. I've already told you how much your father and I like Ethan. He seems to be a very honest boy compared to some of the others you have dated."
I laugh, "Yeah, he is. But don't even mention those other guys."
My mom laughs as well, "Alright."
"Well, I'm heading up to bed. Night."
"Night honey. Be quiet when you go up please. Your dad's in bed already."
"Okay." I head up the stairs and walk the short distance to my room. Once I'm behind my closed door, I option to shower in the morning and quickly change into my pyjamas, which consist of a pair of shorts and an old t-shirt, before climbing into bed. I check my phone for any missed messages, but after seeing that I had none, I place it on the nightstand beside my bed. The warmth of my bed comforts me and relaxes me while I wait for sleep to come. I've been drowning in my thoughts lately and I hope I don't lose a nights sleep for it.
Why didn't I just tell Ethan what I seen today? What I've been seeing and hearing lately? I know everyone's been hiding something from me. Why was Isaac in the woods this morning and why would he immediately run off if there wasn't anything wrong? A thought occurs to me and I grab my phone from beside me and quickly type a message to Jackson.
Hey, I'm going to bed right now but I wanna video chat tomorrow sometime in the morning/afternoon. My time. I haven't talked to you in a while.
I honestly wonder if I can ask Jackson what's been going on. There are things that everyone knows except for me and maybe they think that I can't handle the truth. What if I find out and it complicates things? I know though, that I can't keep living in fear and denial.