Hii, It's me Lacey :p I just wanted to thank the people who are actually reading this. When I started it I was very skeptical about it as I know that there is other fanfics on a 'Stiles' twin'. I have this idea that Taissa Farmiga is going to be Sadie Stilinski:) She's an amazing actress and when I think of Stiles' twin that's who pops into my mind instantly:) I have made a instagram for Sadie;) if you want to check it out 'SADIESTLINSKI'. I'm going to try and write two chapters a week, maybe three if I have time. I am like every other girl who goes to school, homework and studying so this is really just a hobby. Feel free to leave reviews:) Thankssss:)3
Chapter 4.
We were in class waiting for a test results. Me sitting next to Scott on his right side and Stiles behind him. "If Derek's not the alpha, if he's not the one who bit you then who did?" I rolled my eyes at Stiles' question. I've told him like 3 times but still doesn't get it.
"I don't know." Scott shrugged casually.
"Did the alpha kill the bus driver?" Stiles was making me want to slam my head on the desk. I always did that when someone was being stupid or in an awkward situation.
"I don't know." Scott shrugged again.
"Does Allison's dad know about the alpha-" Stiles started but soon got interrupted.
"I don't know!" Scott yelled whilst turning to him. Everyone else turned and looked at Scott.
We got our test sheets back. Me and my twin got an 'A' we high fived each other, Scott got a 'D-' brutal.
"Dude you need to study more." Stiles pointed out the obvious, Scott just sighed annoyed. "That was a joke."
"Hilarious." I quipped giving a dry smile to him. "Scott its one test you're gonna make it up. Do you need help studying?" I asked looking over at him.
"No, i'm studying with Allison after school today." He replied. Mine and my twin's face turned into a cheesy grin.
"That's my boy!" We chorused.
"We're just studying." Scot replied, smiling.
"Uh, no you're not!" My stated.
"No I'm not?"
"Not if i'm forced to live vicariously through you. If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity. I swear-I swear to god i'll have you deposed-"
"Okay! Just stop with the questions man."
"Done, no more questions. No more talk about the alpha or Derek. Especially Derek. Who still scares me."
SLAM
These guys are morons.
I was walking down the hallway, on my own, after the bell rang. I saw Derek holding Jackson up against his locker by the back of his neck.
"Hey! Hey!" I shouted, running over to them. I pushed Derek off of Jackson, he slammed right into the locker. I know i'm not that strong... He's face was pale and he was sweating like crazy. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked him glaring at him. "Jackson, run." Jackson did as I said and ran away.
"Help me find Scott." Derek said grabbing onto my cardigan.
"You need to stop pushing teenager up against walls." I replied ignoring his first comment.
"You need to help me find Scott now!" He snarled getting up. I backed away out pf instinct.
"I don't need to help you do anything." I told him crossing my arms. He grabbed hold of my upper arm and squeezing it whilst dragging me to the entrance, I felt his claws go into me. "Hey!" I shouted. "Get the off of me!" He ignored me and kept pulling. The bell rang again and he let go of me wincing. Everyone came piling out of class, I used this advantage to run. I ran as fast as I could outside and to Stiles' jeep jumping in it, he sat there looking at me.
"Are you okay?" He asked, I rubbed my arm. I looked and saw blood on my white cardigan, I covered it with my hand making sure Stiles didn't see.
"Go!" I shouted. "Go now!" He looked at me confused. "I SAID FREAKING GO! START THE CAR!" He shoved he keys in and began to pull out of his parking space. He began driving out of the car park, I sighed in relief. All of a sudden Derek walked out in front of he car putting his hand out. Stiles stopped the car quickly, blasting on the breaks.
"Oh my god." He mumbled, whilst beeping his horn. I jumped out and ran over to the bike section, grabbing hold of Scott and pulling him over.
He saw Derek. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Not here." He gasped running over to him. I jumped back into the jeep, just as Derek fell on his face.
"You've gotta be kidding me. This guys everywhere." Stiles stated. Everyone behind him were honking their horns. Stiles jumped out of the jeep and I just sat there, I was not getting out to help him. They spoke to him for a bit then picked him him. I jumped in the backseat and they placed him where I was sitting. I took off my cardigan and saw five deep cuts placed around my arm. It hurt like hell. I put my cardigan back on and leaned back into my seat. Stiles jumped in and started the car.
We were driving down the road and my arm was hurting still. I was trying not to groan in pain because Stiles would probably murder Derek. Stiles text Scott asking if he's found it but he just said he needed more time.
"Hey try not to bleed out on my seats. Okay?" Stiles said, I shot my head up thinking he was talking to me. I sighed when I realized it was only Derek. "We're almost there."
"Almost where?" Derek asked weakly.
"Your house." Stiles sighed out like it was obvious.
"No, no. You can't take me there."
"I can't take you to your own house?"
"Not while I can't protect myself."
Stiles pulled over, as he swerved I accidentally knocked my arm and groaned. My twin turned to look at me. "What is-" He began but noticed all the blood on my cardigan. "What the hell is that?" He asked his eyes widened.
"Nothing." I mumbled.
"Nothing? You've got blood all over your cardigan. You're not on your period are you?" He asked.
"Shut up! No!" I yelled in an exasperated voice. Derek turned and noticed its where he held onto me earlier.
"I did it." Derek stated turning back to Stiles.
"What?" Stiles asked confused.
"I cut her arm on accident with my claws." Derek said all so casually.
"Oh really?" Stiles asked annoyed. The two began arguing.
"What happens if Scott doesn't find your little magic bullet?" I asked interrupting the two. "Are you dying?"
"Not yet, I have a last resort." Derek breathed out.
"What do you mean? What last resort?" My twin laughed out. Derek lifted up the sleeve of his shirt showing his wound.
"Oh my god what is that?" I asked turning away out of disgust. There was black veins around his arm and the bullet wound was covered in black and red blood.
"Is that contagious?" My twin asked, also disgusted. "You know what you should just get out."
"Start the car." Derek demanded. "Now"
"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look okay. In fact if I wanted to I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead." Stiles shouted, this is my twin defending me everybody.
I raised my hand in agreement. "I'll help"
"Start the car. Or i'm gonna rip your sisters throat out. With my teeth." Derek snarled looking at Stiles. My twin turned to me then began starting the car. I texted Scott on my phone. We drove around town and then we pulled over when it got dark. Stiles called Scott.
"What am I supposed to do with him?" Stiles asked through the phone. "And by the way he's starting to smell." Derek looked over and glared right at my twin.
"Like death!" Me and my twin chorused down the phone. Derek turned slowly and looked down at my arm which was still hurting, the bleeding did stop though. I narrowed my eyes at him giving him the death stare, he just turned around. You know, at this point i'm really not voting on Scott's and Allison's relationship when I have a psychotic werewolf in the car with me, using me as bait against my brother.
We got into the animal clinic and Derek plonked himself onto some food bags. Scott texted back.
"Does Nordic Blue Monkshood mean anything to you?" My twin asked, whilst looking at my phone.
"Its a rare form of wolfsbane, he has to bring me the bullet." Derek replied, looking like death.
"Why?" I asked, putting my phone back into my pocket.
"Because i'm going to die without it." He said turning to me.
"Honestly Derek. I'm really don't think that's such a bad thing." I added, crossing my arms.
"I can teach Scott, I can help him face the alpha."
"Whatever."
Why is Scott taking so long, I kept texting his phone off. Why is he ignoring me? Derek leaned on Stiles as we walked into the operating room.
"I read somewhere you can be turned by a scratch? Am I gonna start growing teeth and claws now and rip you guys' heads off?" I asked, sitting on the operating table.
"I'm not and alpha so. No." He said as if it was obvious. Honestly I'm kinda relieved, I love Scott and everything but I would not like to turn into him.
Derek took his shirt off and placed his arm facing upward on the table. I jumped off grossed out.
"You know that really doesn't look like something some akinesia and a good night's sleep couldn't take care of." My twin stated, I nodded giving a sarcastic smile.
"If the infection reaches my heart it'll kill me." Derek added, looking through cupboards and breathing heavily.
"Positivity just isn't in your vocabulary is it?"
"If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time... Last resort."
"Which is?"
"One of you is gonna cut off my arm."
Derek pulled out a big power saw. I stood there looking back and forth between the two. I raised my hands in the air, "Well i'm not freaking doing it." I said.
"I don't like blood!" Stiles said in an annoyed tone.
"You think you're the only one?" I asked, pushing him.
"You know, you're a female you're meant to be better at this stuff more than males."
"What? Stiles shut up! That's sexist. You can't say that, and its so not true."
"I just did and it is."
"Stop being a baby and do it!"
"You know, I could say the same about you."
"Just cut off the arm you imbred!"
"You know i'm really not liking these insults."
"SHUT UP!"
I threw the saw at my twin and he caught it giving me an exasperated look. "That could of killed me!" My twin yelled.
"Shut up." I sighed, rolling my eyes.
Stiles turned it on then back off again. "Oh my god... What if you bleed to death?" My brother asked, in complete trauma.
"It'll heal if it works." Derek stated, wrapping a belt or something around his arm.
"I don't know if I can do this."
"Oh really? Because of the blood?"
"Yes! Especially the blood!"
"You guys faint at the sight of blood?"
"No, but we might at the sight of a chopped off arm!"
"Alright fine. How about this, either you cut off my arm... Or i'm gonna cut off her head." Derek said, whilst pointing at me.
"Okay, you know wha- i'm so not buying your threats anymore-" My twin got cut off as Derek grabbed me by bleeding arm and squeezed where it was cut. I groaned as he then grabbed me by my neck with his un-diseased arm. "Alright. Bought. Sold. Totally i'll do, okay i'll do it." Derek let go of me and I ran to the other side of the table next to my twin, just as Derek began throwing up black... Blood?
"Holy god-" I was interrupted.
"What the hell is that?" My twin asked, his voice cracking a little.
"My body is trying to heal itself." Derek gasped out.
"Well it's not doing a very good job of it." Well no shiz Stiles.
"Now! You have to do it now."
"Look honestly, I don't think I can."
"JUST DO IT!"
"Oh my god, okay. Okay. Oh god, oh god." Stiles held the saw to Derek's arm ready to turn it on. "Alright here we go!" I closed my eyes just as I heard a familiar voice.
"Guys?" Scott shouted from the other room.
"Scott?" Me and my twin chorused relieved. Scott ran into our room.
"What the hell are you doing?" Scott yelled, walking over to us.
Me and Stiles laughed. "Oh you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares." I gasped out.
"You nightmares? You weren't the one cutting off his arm!" I sighed at Stiles, such a drama queen. Scott pulled out the bullet and gave it to Derek.
"What are you gonna do with it?" I asked leaning over the table to look.
"I'm gonna- gonna-" Derek dropped the bullet and fell to the floor.
"No, no, no, no, no, no!" Scott said. The bullet fell and went into the gutters in the floor. Me and Stiles dropped by Derek, he was unconscious. Stiles and I were slapping Derek's face trying to wake him up. Scott then pulled out the bullet from the gutters.
"I got it! I got it!" He shouted excitedly.
"Please don't kill me for this." Stiles said as he pulled his fist back and punched Derek in the face. Derek woke up but Stiles screamed, ouch. Scott helped Derek up, he pulled off the lid of and tipping out the stuff inside onto the table, he lit it on fire with a lighter then scooped it up and began pressing it on his wound. Derek fell to the floor screaming from pain, then the wound just healed and his arm looked perfectly fine.
"That. Was. Awesome!" Me and Stiles yelled in sync whilst high fiving.
"Yes!" My twin added smiling. Scott looked at us as if we were crazy.
"Are you okay?" Scott asked as Derek stood up.
"Oh except from the agonizing pain." Derek said sarcastically.
"Guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." My twin said as Derek just looked up and glared right at him. I then went looking through cupboards pulling out bandage equipment, then Scott began wrapping up my cut whilst talking to Derek. Once done Scott left with Derek and I went home with Stiles.
When I got home I showered and dove onto my bed. You know a part of me felt bad for Derek, he lost his whole family and his sister died not long ago... Another part of me hates him, he's an absolute ass. I heard Stiles walk into my room and he just jumped on my bed and we watched some star wars until we fell asleep.