Sorry you guys for the late update. I promise this chapter has been literally sitting on my computer begging to be uploaded. It took me literally a day to edit and rewrite some stuff, but it is A okay. I am still open for some suggestions. I've manage to get chapter 2 done. But I'm not so sure about Chapter 3 so if you would to suggest anything feel free to pm me. Also my fellow Teen Wolf fans we have less then three months until TW is back. YAY! How exciting. Well please enjoy my loves.

Jackson's POV

I forgot I've given him a key. Shit! I call for the tenth time finally giving up. He probably hates me now. How could I be so stupid? Throwing my phone on dresser I plopped back down on my bed starring up at the ceiling. My wolf whined to be near it's mate. My mate. Finally managing closing my eyes I fall into a deep slumber.

"Jackson honey it's 7:55. Your late for school." My mom said slightly shaking me. I rub my hands over my face and give her a slight nod. She walks away closing my door behind her. Slowly I get up and head to the bathroom peeling my clothes off with every step I took. By the time I finished showering, brushing my teeth, and styling my hair it was already 8:20. As I finished dressing I grabbed my keys and sped down the steps and out the door. Slightly jogging towards my car and peeling out the driveway. Looking at my phone its already 8:45 as I pulled in the school parking lot indicating that I have ten minutes of chill time before I get to my next class. Which I have with Stiles. Counting to ten I get out the car and head inside the school. Heading to my locker I swapped out classwork that I needed for today and put what I didn't need in my locker. Then I hear the five-minute warning bell signaling for the next class to start. Dreading each step that I took I walked in and looked right at Stiles. I see the corner of his mouth twist up as if he's mocking my appearance. My eyes find a seat towards the back of the class where Stiles is in view.

For the first 15 minutes of class I starred at the back of his head. As I if I was looking deep into his soul. I can feel how uneasy he's feeling from me starring at him. He lifts his bag off the floor and raises his hand.

"Yes Mr. Stilinski?"

"I'm not feeling to well. I need to see the nurse like right now." Stiles said. I practically smell the bile rising up from his throat.

"Well alright. Try and make it back if you can." He nods his head as he half walked and half ran out the classroom to the nurse so he says. I raise my hand as well. "Yes Mr. Whitmore?"

"I should probably see if he's okay. He hasn't been feeling well lately." The teacher looks at me for a moment, but dismisses me to go after him. I follow his scent into the locker room. Sneaking in quietly I lean up against the locker. Watching as put on Scotts shirt.

"I always hated when you smelled like him." And I was being brutally honest. I really hate when he smells like Scott.

"What the fuck Jackson?" He screamed as his heart rate went crazy.

"Sorry didn't mean to scare you. I was hoping we could talk actually." I said sitting down on the bench diagonal from him. He shakes his head.

"I'm not sure if I want to do that Jackson. Do you not remember what happened last night? I caught you with some chick sucking your dick. And you honestly think I want to talk to you." Stile asked me tilting his head to side to look at me.

"Look I'm sorry okay. I Like you a lot and I don't want to lose you, but I'm not ready to shout to the world I'm into guys yet. So please just be patient with me. That's all I'm asking." I said fidgeting with my hands. Then he lets out a strained laugh and I look at him as if he's crazy.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now? So just because you're not ready to come out that makes it okay to have your dick sucked by some random girl? I'm pretty sure you've been fucking a lot of people besides me." He says furiously. I run my tongue across my teeth.

"Cut the shit Stilinski. Stop being a whiny bitch alright. And for the record I haven't fucked anyone besides you. All I gotten from her was a couple of blow jobs. So get your panties out of a bunch. My parents won't back until late tonight. So if you want to come over we can do some making up-"

"Oh that makes it a whole lot better. You are such a douche Jackson and what I ever saw in you I don't fucking know. I hate the way you make me feel dude. Do you not know that I gave you something so valuable that I can never get back? You were my first everything Jax. And to think I was so close to giving you my heart. Thank goodness I didn't." I look at him confused.

"Wait your falling in love with me-

"I was falling in love you with past tense. So you can take that apology and shove it up your ass. What we had is over. I am completely done with you." He said staring me dead in the eye. My eye's started glowing and I can feel my claws coming out. I stand up abruptly tossing the bench into the locker. Making him jump further back into the locker. My chest started to rise rapidly and my teeth were elongating.

"We are not over, until I say we're over." I tell him in a deathly calm voice. Stiles shake his head and I advanced towards him wrapping my hand around his throat claws piercing his skin.

"Jackson let me go." He rasped out closing his eyes. I can smell the blood as it trickled down his neck.

"You are mine. And only mine." I growled out. Feeling myself being yanked back by a wolfed Scott and Isaac. They were blocking my view from Stiles.

"Stile's get out of here now." Scott yelled out to him. Stiles runs out as Isaac throws me into a locker and I get back up tossing him aside.

"Back off. You know what happens when you get between a mate and his wolf Isaac." Isaac growls and Scott pulls him back.

"If you hurt him then you have me to deal with." Scott said as I walked out. I hop in my car speeding to Stiles house parking a few houses down. Quietly I climb up to his bedroom opening the window.

"Scott what the hell-

"Wrong wolf." I said.

Stiles POV

I mentally cringe at the voice that entered my window. Standing up abruptly my mouth becoming suddenly so dry.

"Jackson you need to leave right now. I'm not kidding." I said backing away from him before he flips his shit again. He stops pacing long enough to look at me with his electric blue eyes. My breathing hitches in my throat making it hard for me to breath. Oh I am in deep shit right about now. His eyes go back to their normal hue. He slowly sits down on my bed and starts to pick at an imaginary loose thread on his jeans.

"Don't end this please." Jackson stated with authority. I lick my lips closing my eyes trying to figure out the right words to say.

"Jackson look I can't just forget what you did. Let's not forget how you treat me. I don't want to go back to being a doormat to you. Or someone you casually fuck when you want to get off." I said crossing my arms waiting for a response.

"Stiles I don't think of you in that way alright. You mean a lot to me more than you'll ever know." He says looking away. I scoffed at him.

"Could have fooled me." Sighing I look closely at Jackson noticing that he didn't even have a hair out of place on him. Or his clothes weren't disheveled. Like nothing happened.

"Stop doing that."

"Stop doing what Jackson?" I asked clicking my teeth. He stands up and looks away from me.

"Your smart sarcastic ass remarks that's what. I'm sick of it. It's annoying and it drives me insane to where I want to pull my hair out and my eyes out of my sockets." I walk up behind him and turned him so he was facing me.

"If it annoys you that much then you can leave and not come back. I'm not forcing you to be with me I made that very clear. We're done anyway." I said with malice in my voice.

"You really should stop saying that we're done because we're not."

"Jackson just-

"NO!" He yelled making me flinch back a little bit. "I can't let you go."

"Why not Jackson?"

"Because it would be unbearable to live without my mate." He finishes saying looking at me.

"Wait what? Jackson When... how… why didn't you tell me?" I stammered out.

"I can't answer that because I don't know myself."

"Wow what a way to treat your mate Jackson."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"The fact that you probably slept with multiple women or men. Who fucking knows."

"I told you it was only a few times. That's it."

"How would I know if you're telling the truth or not?"

"Look-

"When did you figure out that I was your mate?" I asked.

"Three weeks after I turned." My eyes go big.

"SO YOU WENT 7 WHOLE MONTHS WITHOUT TELLING ME THIS." I screamed.

"I wasn't ready to tell anyone Stiles. You-

"No Jackson. You should have talked to me. I'm guessing Derek knows."

"Yeah and-

"Scott, Isaac, and everyone else too? Except for poor old defenseless Stiles. That's why you were so quick to get here, because they let you go." I shake my head in disbelief. Jackson walks up and grab my hand, but I jerk back.

"I'm sorry baby. I really am." He says with hurt in his tone.

"For months I showed you as much love as I could, but not once have I felt an ounce of love from you. And here I am supposed to be your mate."

"Stiles I'm not good with expressing how I feel when it comes to love. Your 17 and I didn't want you to feel obligated to be with me for the rest of your life. When you could be out having the time of your life."

"So instead of explaining this to me and treating me like shit. You keep me in the dark and fucked with someone else. You know what just go Jackson please." I said turning away.

"Stiles please." I hear him sniff as if he was trying to hold in his emotions.

"I need some time Jackson."

"Alright." And with that I hear my window close shut. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. Trying to keep my tears at bay I lay down on my bed closing my eyes for a split second.