Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf I only own my OC's Emilia and her family
Too Late For Regrets
Emilia sat in the bleachers hoping that Scott was going to uphold his promise and show Jackson up he made first line it would be perfect. She was sitting on the bench with Lydia, waiting for Allison. They were sitting on the bench right behind the players, "Scott!" she heard someone gasp, her head snapped in the direction of Stiles running up to his friend, "Scott! Wait up!" "Stiles they are playing the first elimination can it wait," he asked sounding a bit annoyed, "just hold on okay," Stiles said, "I overheard my dad on the phone-" he then grabbed Scott's arm trying to get him to pay attention, "The fiber analysis came back from LA they found animal hairs on the body from the woods!" "Stiles I gotta go," "Wait No!" He was too late thought Scott was already jogging off, "Scott You're not going to believe what the animal was.." Stiles said but Em couldn't hear what the animal was. What was that suppose to mean? A animal had torn the body in half? Why did he make it sound like that meant like something? The whistle had blown and the players huddled around the couch, "You think she is coming?" "Of course, miss a chance to exchange longing glances with Scott, she wouldn't miss it for the world!" Lydia rolled her eyes, "A simple yes or no next time would be nice." "What's the fun in that?" "Hey," Allison greeted them sitting next to Emilia, grinning like an idiot. "Be careful your face may split in half," Em warned her, "What happened between you and Scott?" "How do you know this has to do with Scott?" "Well, you just confirmed it," Lydia pointed out. "Also, you do have a crush on him," Emilia added on. "Spill," Lydia demanded and Em nodded in agreement, Allison blushed but told them what happened anyway. "Scott is my date to the party," Allison told them, "Go figure first day and you got a date, why were you so worried again?" "See Em, Allison got a date, I have a date. Where is your date?" "My imaginary friend friend Erwin," Em informed her before turning her attention towards the group of players who were now getting fired up ready to play. Emilia wanted so desperately to scream, "Crush Jackson!" but Lydia would have lectured her about getting along or just simply smack her over the head. The ball was passed around for a bit until it stopped one of the players hesitated before running towards the goal, the player dogged the first one before being taken down judging from the force either that was Jackson shoving Scott or someone was taking this really seriously then again lacrosse was an aggressive sport either way Em 'ooh-ed' sympathetically. Scott still pulled himself off the ground, the ball was placed at the middle of Jackson and Scott. Em started to take interest in the game and sat up wanting to see how this would play out. The whistle blew and Scott quickly scooped up the ball and took of running. He jumped and smoothly passed his stick over the head of the first player that tried to get him, next he simply spun around the next one and then passed the stick around him, the crowd cheering him on the entire time. He continued to dodge people easily, "Damn," Emilia said feeling her eyes widening and sitting at the edge of her seat. Then three people tried to gang up on him to try and stop him. Em winced knowing this was going to hurt him, the Scott kicked off the ground going in to a backflip right over them! Em's jaw dropped but she didn't hesitate to jump up and cheer when he made the shot. "That was incredible!" Allison cheered with wide eyes, "He's really good." "It's a major improvement from last year." His team members rushed to congratulate him except Jackson of course, then he was called over by the couch. "What in god's name was that?!" Coach yelled, "This is a lacrosse field!" "He can't seriously be mad?" Allison asked in disbelief, "He was amazing!" "Calm down it's his way of telling him he made it," Em said, Allison gave her a confused look, "It's a coach thing." "What the hell was that?!" the Coach continued to yell gesturing at the lacrosse field. "I-I don't know," Scott stuttered a bit nervous, "I was just trying to make the shot." "Yeah well you made the shot, and guess what" the coach said his face splitting into a grin then hit his arm, "you're starting buddy, you made first line." Then the crowd got up to it's feet cheering again, while Scott started excitedly at the crowd, smiling and hopping on his feet. Though as we rose up to cheer again she saw only two people not cheering, Jackson (of course) but also someone she expected to be happy since he was cheering on his best friend just yesterday, Stiles he wasn't jealous thought he looked worried.
The rest of the game wasn't as exciting as the beginning was and so she found herself pondering why Stiles was getting so worked up over some animal hair. Also how an animal could do that, what type of animal it was. The only people who she recognized who made first line were Scott, Jackson and Danny. Then after congratulating them Lydia rushed Em to her car and made a point of reminding her to be early in order to help them set up and to remember her music.
When Em went home she couldn't help but wonder how Scott was able to do what he did, he must have practiced a lot but it just seemed impossible, how could someone have reflexes that fast? She decided to just let it go and get ready for Lydia's party she was going early in-order to help her set up and she had to drop of the music she had downloaded for the party. Em began to do her make-up the way Lydia had instructed, if she did anything wrong she was sure to have a category 2 fit. She pulled on the dress Lydia had chosen it was actually nice but it was still a dress, it was a shirt dress the top was a plaid pattern of red and black and the bottom was a leather skirt. She glanced at herself in the mirror and decided she looked okay, then she saw the dreaded heels Lydia put out, she did appreciate that she wanted to go through all of this trouble to help her 'fit in' but she crossed the line at heels. She pulled them on and studied her feet trying to walk in them she couldn't even make it across the room without stumbling, she was going to break her neck with these. Though Em had a rule with heels, 'converses or nothing', "Sorry Lydia," she mumbled stumbling her way back to the bed and pulled them off. She rummaged in her closet and pulled out her knee high converse. She pulled them on and gave herself a satisfied smile.
Next, she walked to her aunts room and took out her curling room and then walked to the bathroom and pluged it in. She grabbed her comb and did her best to tame her wild brown hair. When her hair was free of tangles and looked about decent she picked up the iron and muttered a prayer that she wouldn't burn all of her hair off. She could not pull off a bald look like Karen Gillan could. Just as she was about to separate one strand she heard the sound of the door slamming close, "Thank God," her aunt was home early. "Emilia do not even think about doing you hair!" she heard her aunt scream from downstairs and she heard her aunt running up the steps. "Too Late," Em said letting her voice sound regretfully, "Oh no how bad-?!" Cat had swung the door open and gave a sigh of relief to see her niece standing there only holding the iron, "Don't scare me like that!" "Oh please like I know how to use this contraption!" Em said swinging it around carelessly. "Put it down before you burn yourself or worse me," Cat joked, grabbing hold of Em's wrist and took the iron out of her hands. "Alright," Em said cracking her knuckles while rolling her neck, then she turned to the mirror with a look of determination, "Let's do this." Cat rolled her eyes at Em's act, "Don't hurt yourself before the party, how will you show off your dance moves?" "My dance moves are only used in life threatening situations!" Cat laughed and began to curl her hair.
Em's hair was finished being curled and she still had no idea how to use the iron, she had almost gotten herself burned about fifteen times and pretty sure she was high of a hair spray at the moment, hopefully these curls would freaking stay. She walked across the street and a few houses down to Lydia's huge house. She knocked on the door, Lydia's door flew open and she was instantly stared down. She sighed, "I know you wouldn't wear the heels." "You know my rule!" Lydia rolled her eyes and let her in. "Help Jackson set up the tables," she ordered and then added quickly, "Please get along!" "No promises!" She then handed Lydia the USB which held her music, "Don't worry none of my 'weird rock music' is on there." "Perfect," Lydia exclaimed grabbing it before walking of. "You're welcome!" Em easily found her way to the backyard and saw Jackson setting up a table, "Ello Gov'na!" "And I was getting my hopes up that you weren't going to show up," Jackson grumbled. "How I love our brief moments where we must tolerate each other," Em replied with exasperation, "Anyway, I am here to help." Em looked around and found a cooler by the door she picked it up and walked over to Jackson, they worked in silence, knowing at the smallest sentence they would be trading off insults till guest starting showing up and then Lydia would blow a gasket and no one wanted to be on the receiving end of that.
After Em had hung the last string of lights her phone started ringing, it was Allison, "Hey str-" "Em!" "Where's the fire?" Em asked climbing of the ladder, "I need help!" "Okay you can hide out in my basement and we can chop the body up and put it in the freezer although you-" "Ew no! I don't need that kind of help!" "Darn we could have had code names and everything." Em could picture Allison's confused face staring at her phone, "Anyway I am freaking out about this date!" "Why?" "Because I really like Scott and I am afraid of screwing this up!" "Step one, you need to calm down," She heard a pause, she was probably taking a deep breath, "Okay are you calm now?" Em heard a faint 'hmm' "You need to take a serious reality check and realize that Scott really likes you probably just as much probably more," Em began, "But-" "No buts, you are an amazing girl Allison and you need to believe that, I doubt you could screw this up and if it does go south I am going to be here and you can rant about how guys suck to me or we can ditch this party and have a Star Wars marathon with me." "How do you magically lead everything back to Star Wars?" "Because I am the freaking chosen one remember?!" Allison laughed, "He's here! I got to go." "See you soon, and if it turns out he is a pervert then I will murder him." "That's a bit extreme" "With a frying pan," Em said in a dead serious voice, "Hanging up now, and thank you Em," "Anytime Allison." Then she heard the familiar click of the call ending, she stuck her phone in her shoe as people began showing up.
It wasn't long before the party was in full swing Lydia and Jackson had already started making out and so Em realized she would be retreating into the wall flower she was. She had just poured herself a second cup when she saw Scott and Allison arrive she then went to greet them. "Well if it isn't the lovebirds," Em greeted she found the blushes on both their face so freaking cute. "Hey Em," Allison greeted, then Em shoved her cup in Scot'ts hand, "Why don't you get me a refill and some drinks for you two." "Um okay," Scott replied sounding confused since her cup was obviously filled. He gave them one last awkward smile before leaving to find the drinks, "So did you end up having a panic attack on your way to the car?" "No, thankfully. Thanks for coming me down." "No problem." "Did you find a last minute date?" "Of course I did!" Allison gave her a relieved smile, "great where is he?" Allison looked around, "Oh Allison," Em chuckled shaking her head, "He's right here." Em linked her arms with the air, "Meet Erwin." Then she lifted her hand as if she were secretly whispering to Allison, "isn't he quite the eye candy?!" Allison rolled her eyes, "Won't you be lonely?" "Me?! Heck no I will be hanging with you and Scott the whole night," she assured her friend. Allison's eyes widened a bit, "Oh." Em laughed, "Don't worry I have tons of experience as a wall flower I will be fine." "What about Lydia?" "No thank you," Em cringed, then nodding in the direction of the pillar. "Oh wow," Allison said sounding surprised, "I know they take PDA to a new level." Allison nodded her agreement, "Don't worry I will break it up before it gets-never mind." Jackson was sucking her neck, "god they need a room," Em tore thinking she might be sick, "Don't worry you and Scott will be there soon enough," Em teased, she laughed at the expression on Allison's face. Scott came back with three cups, "Thank you," Allison said probably thanking him for interrupting that conversation. Allison lifted the cup to her mouth, "Wait!" Em snatched the cup and smelled it, "okay it's good." Then Em stared Scott down and he kind of hid behind Allison, "Okay he is good." "What did you do, stare into his soul?" "Oh you know me so well," she praised, "Remember my promise if he turns out to be a pervert. Have fun!" Then she patted them on the back and decided to leave, "She scares me." She heard Scott say to Allison, "She has that effect on people." Em smiled to herself and she headed inside to try and find someone she knew.
She located Danny sitting inside, "Well if it isn't the life of the party ," she greeted resting her back against the wall, "Hey Em." Despite the fact Jackson and Em didn't like each other, Danny and Em got along pretty well. "Why aren't you out there breaking hearts?" Danny chuckled, "I should ask you the same thing." "Well for one in order for me to dance I need to wear a neon sign which reads, 'stay at least 3 feet away at all time' and some how it slipped my mind to bring it." "Well it's a party I was shocked when I saw people dancing," he said sarcastically. "I know," Em exclaimed, Danny shook his head when a guy who looked somewhat familiar came up with two drinks. Then they shared a quick kiss before Danny turned towards her, "You could come dance with us. I doubt you're that bad." Em sighed and took a long sip, "Have fun boys." Em waggled her eyebrows and pushed off the wall. She scanned the area hoping to see a familiar face. Then she saw Stiles, he was standing against the wall looking around a bit nervously. She decided he could use some company as well and maybe she could ask about why he was so worked up about the animal hairs.
"Hey, thing one!" "H-hey," Stiles said sounding a bit surprised. "Did you ever find that thing in the woods?" "Oh yeah, Scott's inhaler." "Good...are you okay?" Em asked, "Wha-yes, of course everything is okay, great actually." Em raised an eyebrow and snorted, "Alright then." "Why would you think anything was wrong," he stammered on nervously scratching the back of his neck. "I have narrowed it down to two options," she began, "Which are?" "One," she started holding up a finger, "You are suffering separation anxiety from Scott." Stiles scrunched his face up in confusion and opened his mouth to argue but Em continued holding up her second finger, "or you weren't invited." Stiles eyes widened in shock or possibly fear, Emilia laughed though, "Dude, you look so scared!" Stiles crossed his arms defensively and glared at her. "Not funny!" "On the contrary my friend it is," Em countered, "You don't have to worry though just say you are with me." Stiles blinked in surprise, "Thanks." "No problem, what did you think I was going to do throw you out?" "Maybe," Stiles shrugged, "Or you would whistle and the members of the lacrosse team would would throw me out." "So you think that I couldn't throw you out myself," Em asked staring him down, she began to roll up her sleeves and Stiles began waving around frantically, "No, no I am sure you could probably kick me out just fine on your own." Em sighed sadly, "here I was thinking this party was just about to get interesting." Stiles laughed nervously, "Anyway, why aren't you dancing?" "Because it's a fire hazard," Em answered quickly, "What about you?" "I actually just came to watch out for someone," Stiles said then scratched the back of his neck. "I am going to take a wild guess and say it's Scott, "Wh-why would you think-" "I actually wanted to ask you about something, at the game today you seemed really worried about some animal hair," Em interrupted. "Oh well, weren't you the one who said eavesdropping is rude," Stiles said weakly seeming very uncomfortable. "I would hardly call it eavesdropping if you were yelling," Em defended, "Why were you so worked up about the animal?" After some hesitation Stiles decided to tell her. "It was a wolf," Stiles exclaimed. "What's so bad about that," Em asked not really seeing what the problem. "It was a wolf and there haven't been wolves in California for 60 years!" "Well sorry I didn't do my extensive research on the wildlife of California!" Then Em eyes widened, "So wolves are coming back?" "Maybe, I don't know!" "Why didn't you just tell me it was a wolf then?" Stiles paused for a minute, " I-I over heard this from a conversation with my dad, I could get in trouble." Em stared at him for a minute, she knew it wasn't the real reason he was jumping a bit on the balls of his feet and he wouldn't look her in the eyes, but she had pressed him pretty hard so she decided to leave him be, "I promise I won't tell anyone." Stiles let out a breath and nodded his head, "Yeah, thank you, thanks." She gave him a smile, "You can help me chaperon Allison and Scott then. I would hate to see them end up on 'Teen Mom'." Stiles let out a light laugh and gave her a relieved smile, "Wouldn't it be a teeny bit hilarious, I mean who would have thought." "For the record, I called it," Em clarified.
They began walking to the door then she spotted someone at the corner of the party all alone her looked way older and he had this dead look in his eye. "Who the hell is that?" Em asked looking at a guy she had not seen at the school before. "Derek Hale, does Lydia know him?" "No, I don't think so. This party was only for the kids from school," Em informed him, "How do you know him?" "Oh I don't just read about a fire that had happened to his family a while ago. Should we ask her cause he has a serial killer look in his eye," Stiles said nervously. "Yeah.." Em said her voice trailing of thinking his eyes looked empty as if he had suffered a lot, none the less what was this guy doing at a high school party? "Actually I think it may be a bit difficult to get to her right now," Em cautioned remembering her friend was busy. "Why wou-," Stiles started but Em took his chin and turned his head in the direction of the pillar where they were Lydia and Jackson were still making out. "God the neck again," Em shuddered and snapped her head away, "Why do I keep looking back there-," Em stopped short and felt a twinge of guilt Stiles had a glint of jealousy in his eyes. How did she not see this how he had been angry after Lydia had ignored him, "Oh sorry, you like her, sorry," Em apologized realizing her mistake. "What?!" Stiles looked at her, "You are not human! How do you keep picking up these tiny things!" Em shrugged, "I am not oblivious." Then Scott shoved his why through them sweating look very pale, "Scott?!" Then Stiles rushed after his friend, Em paused for a second and then looked behind her, Derek Hale was gone. Em didn't have time to ponder this because she realized she should look for Allison. She doubted Allison would hear her phone so she attempted to look for her around the crowd. After she decided to try and look inside she felt her foot start to vibrate. She reached in her boot and pulled out her phone and saw Allison's name flashing on the screen and clicked the send button, "Hey, what's wrong with Scott?" "You saw him?" "Yeah he was leaving in a hurry and he didn't look so well," Em said concerned, "I have no idea everything was going well and then he just left. I think I did something wrong." "No, he looked sick maybe he wasn't feeling good." "He was acting perfectly fine before though." Em paused for a second to think refusing to think Allison did something, "Actually I was talking to Stiles earlier, Scott has asthma maybe he was having an attack." "Oh my god, I hope he is okay." "Do you know where he is?" "He just drove off," "You need a ride?" "No one of his friends is going to give me one." "Stiles?" "No, Derek. You know him?" Em felt her face pale and frantically tried to stop her, "No, Allison I can-" "It's okay I'll call you tomorrow okay. Thanks for everything Em." "Al-" She heard the click of the phone click and the call had ended, Em re dialed her number and ran to the entrance in an attempt to stop her. As she wrenched the door open and ran out a shiny black car had taken off and most likely Allison in it. Em tried again but it went straight to voice mail, her phone was off. Em knew she had to get to Allison, she ran across the street to her house and grabbed her keys quickly. She was stopped by her Aunt Cathie, you're home early?" "Oh yeah, Allison's date ended badly and she needs me," Em lied quickly. "Okay will you be sleeping over?" "Maybe," Em rushed out, "Is that okay?" "Yes!" Cat smiled widely, "I see you are a social butterfly. First a party now this," Cat said squeezed her in a hug. Em quickly hugged her back, "Can I go now?" "Alright, call me if you are sleeping over." Em was already halfway to her car, "Of course!" Em quickly started her car and backed out of her driveway she then started driving to Allison's house. Em had been there only once before, after Lydia had helped her get ready for the party she had dragged her over to help Allison as well.
It took about twenty minutes but it had felt like forever had passed before she finally pulled up in front of Allison's house, she had spent the ride thinking of the worst case scenarios, what if Stiles was right and he was a serial killer? If Allison was a victim? It would be all her fault she should have ran quicker or told her the guy was dangerous or maybe she should call the police. She practically flew out of the car and was about to pound on the door when she heard someone call her name, "Emilia?!" she saw Stiles running out of his car, "Stiles?!" Then she remembered Allison and began pounding on the door and at that point Stiles caught up and seemed out of breath and he began pounding along with her. Allison's mom opened the door cautiously when she saw Emilia she opened it fully. "Emilia what's wrong?" then she looked at Stiles confused, "Um hello?" "Hi, I know you don't know me but-" "Sorry is Allison here?! Is she okay?!" Em interrupted frantically asking for her friend. "Stiles? Em?" Em's head snapped in the direction of Allison's voice. She walked closer to them, "What's wrong?" Then let us in and let us talk to her in private. "I heard you left the party with Derek Hale I wanted to make sure you got home safe," Stiles told her and then continues to gesture to her, "and you are fine, okay." "Thanks did you talk to Scott? Is he okay?" "Yeah he wanted for me to check up on you he is so sorry he left early." "It's okay Em said he had asthma and he could have been having attack." "Dam Argent your stealing more than their hearts," Em joked which Allison decided to ignore. "Yeah he is fine, he is really sorry." Stiles was jumping a bit nervously and he kept looking around, maybe he was just worried, "Alright, tell us if he is okay." "Yes," he gave them a firm nod and began running out, "I will call you, I gotta go check up on him now!" Then Stiles then paused at the door to apologize to for slamming on her door. Then he ran into his car and they all could hear the slam as he veered down the road to get to his friend. "Does he have you number?" "Nope," Em said popping the p, "Your's" "No," shaking her head. "Is he always like that?" asked, "Most likely," Em answered then turned to Allison, "I believe I did promise you a movie marathon, you can pick," Em stated nudging her. Allison's face split into a grin, "Mom is that okay?" "Yes of course, sleep over if you like." "Yes, Star Wars here we come!" "Oh not a chance," Allison declared rushing up the stairs, "Oh come on!" Em ran after her, "Just give it a chance!" "Maybe, first we are watching the notebook." Em groaned, "Really? I had such high hopes for you Argent." Allison just laughed but Em then just stopped short in the hallway, "Did that Derek guy, did he say anything else?" "No the ride was pretty silent. Why?" Em thought it would sound crazy if she told Allison she thought something was off about him, "Nothing I saw him at the party, doesn't he have those serial killer eyes?"
Hello, that's chapter three sorry that this took so long. I hope you enjoyed it, thanks for reading please review, bye!
