And They Won't Wait – Chapter 4
Skylar sighed heavily and dropped her pencil next to her notebook and open chemistry text book as she checked the time on her cellphone.
Close to an hour later she finally returned her books to her book bag and gave up on her homework.
As she walked out of the public library she checked the time on her phone again and tucked it back in her pocket.
"Hey…" she heard someone say.
Looking over her shoulder she saw Isaac walking towards her, some books under his arm.
"Hey." She greeted back.
"I, uh… I saw you in there." He said nodding towards the library.
"Oh." She said as she looked down to the ground, not sure what he wanted.
He stood silently waiting for her to talk, he wasn't sure what to say to her. The last time they'd spoken at the cemetery she'd been friendly.
"Did you want something?" She asked, her tone colder than she'd meant it to be.
His eyes widened slightly and he looked back to the library.
"Not really… you just seemed like something was wrong… I'm sorry." He quickly said as he turned around and started back towards the library.
"Wait… Isaac, I'm sorry." She called after him.
He stopped and slowly turned around.
"I had no right to snap at you, I just have a lot going on and I'm stressed out." She apologized.
Walking back up to her he said "I wanted to come say hi in the library, but I wasn't sure if I should."
"Why not?" She questioned, managing a smile even though she'd had a headache since that morning.
"The last time we talked, you just sort of… ran off." He reminded her.
"Right… sorry about that." She said, her voice soft as she self-consciously tugged at the long sleeves of her shirt.
Clearing his throat he said, "So, umm… you said you've got a lot going on?"
With a small laugh she said, "Yeah, but if I told you… you'd think I was crazy."
"No I wouldn't." He said confidently.
"This is only the second time we've talked…" She argued.
"I promise I won't think you're crazy." He assured her, his eyes locking with hers for a few seconds before he nervously looked away.
"Okay, but just remember that promise when I'm done talking." She said, as they walked together to a little coffee shop around the corner.
~()~
They sat and Skylar explained her weird dreams to him, and about the bite mark that had mysteriously appeared on her side and then vanished as suddenly as it had showed up.
He listened while she told him about seeing her eyes change at the party, and how her brother had been acting weird.
"So pretty much, you're brother has been acting weird since all of this started happening to you?" Isaac asked, as he took a drink from his cup.
She nodded.
"You know, I saw this television show over twins once. About how if one is injured the other can feel it, and some twins have an ability of knowing when the other is in danger." Isaac said.
"But in most of those cases the siblings were really close. Scott and I haven't been close since we were little kids. In fact, with me being sent off to rehab and all… we've never been more distant." She confided.
He looked past her to a couple walking in, when he heard the door of the coffee ship chime.
"Maybe you should try talking to him." He said quietly.
She scoffed, "He'll think I'm crazy."
"I don't." Isaac reminded her.
"Which makes me wonder about your sanity." She joked, earning a smile and a small laugh from him.
"But in all honesty, when I tried to talk to my friend about this earlier today… the first thing she thought was that I'd been using drugs or something. I can't have my family thinking that again. Not after everything, and as hard as I worked to get where I am." Thinking back to what Lydia had told her.
He nodded, seeing how uncomfortable she was getting he quickly said, "Then we'll figure this out without him."
"We? You're really going to help me?" She asked a little surprised.
"Yeah, I…. I mean, if you want my help." He said, back peddling and stumbling over his words as their eyes met.
"People might start to think you're crazy to." She pointed out.
"It doesn't matter." He said softly.
"You don't care what you're friends think?" She asked as she finished the rest of her coffee and stood up.
"I kind of don't, really have any friends." He admitted, wondering what that would make her think of him.
"Well, you've got me." She said, smiling at him.
It was nice to have a friend who wasn't judging her for every little thing, like Lydia and Jackson.
He smiled as she said bye to him, before throwing her trash away and leaving.
Once she was gone, he checked the time and quickly scrambled out of the table to head to the cemetery. He'd be in a lot of trouble with his dad if he slacked on his work duties.
~(Later that night)~
Skylar was sitting in her room after she changed into a pair of dark blue shorts and a long sleeve pink and white t-shirt, she finished up her homework and then headed downstairs to find something to eat.
As she entered the living room, Scott and Stiles stopped talking.
"Hello." Skylar said as she paused and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Hey." Scott greeted, avoiding her eyes.
"Sky, hey…" Stiles said, smiling at her.
"What were you just talking about?" She questioned.
"Us? We weren't talking… we were just watching T.V." Stiles stammered.
"Yeah, you must have heard the TV." Scott agreed.
She raised her eyebrows at them and they both slowly turned their heads to see the television was off.
Scott grabbed the remote and turned the TV on.
"Are you okay Scott?" She asked him.
"Yeah, I'm good… I'm fine." He quickly answered.
"Nothing strange has been happening to you?" She continued to push.
"No, why?" He asked, seeming nervous as Stiles faced the TV and avoided her eyes.
"Forget it." She mumbled as she walked into the kitchen.
A few moments later Stiles walked in the room with her.
"Are you okay?" He asked her.
Pulling the box of popcorn from the cabinet she ignored him.
"Sky?" He questioned, walking closer as he watched her tear the plastic off the bag.
"What?" She asked.
"Are you okay?" He repeated his question.
Staying quiet, she put the bag in the microwave and set the timer.
Spinning around she faced him, "What are you hiding?"
"I'm not hiding anything." Stiles said, his eyes wide.
"Then why is it for the past few weeks, every time I walk in the room you both just stop talking?" she asked him.
"Uh…" He tried to think of a good excuse.
He hated lying to her, but both he and Scott wanted to keep her in the dark about what was happening. It was too dangerous for her know, and they weren't sure she'd be able to handle news being fresh out of rehab.
Rolling her eyes she pulled a bowl from the cabinet and took the bag of popcorn from the microwave when the timer went off.
"Maybe you should just tell me whatever it is that you and Scott are hiding from me. You never know, I could be dealing with the same problems." She said, watching his face closely.
"Trust me, you don't want involved in any of it." Stiles said, thinking how she would feel if she found out her brother had been turned into a werewolf.
He watched as she opened the bag of popcorn and shook some out in her bowl.
"Are you okay?" Stiles asked her, his voice softer than before.
"I need friends, not people hiding things from me." She responded as she shoved the half full bag of popcorn into his hands and headed up to her room with her bowl of popcorn in hand.
~(The next night)~
"Ready?" Melissa asked as she buttoned up her coat.
"Yeah, I'm ready." Skylar answered as she pulled on her purple gloves and followed her mom to the door.
They were off to see Scott's first lacrosse game.
As they bought their ticket and headed up into the stands, Melissa smiled proudly and waved at her son.
Skylar managed a smile at her twin and took a seat beside her mom.
"So, how are you doing with your new job?" Her mom asked her.
"It's not too bad." Skylar answered with a small shrug.
"Sky!" She heard someone call.
Looking around she saw Allison and Lydia sitting beside each other waving at her.
She waved back and then looked back towards the field.
"You don't have to sit with me, you can go sit with your friends." Melissa offered, hating the way she seemed so upset.
"No, it's okay. I'd rather be sitting here." She answered as she thought of Lydia telling her to keep her problems to herself.
"How's everything else going?" Melissa pushed.
"Everything is fine, mom. My grades are nearly perfect and I've got my old friends back." Skylar said.
Most of what she was saying was true. Her grades were great and her friends had taken her back into their clique, but everything wasn't fine.
Skylar smiled as she saw Isaac walk onto the field.
"Who's that?" Melissa asked as she watched the teenager pull his helmet on and wave at Skylar.
"That's uh, Isaac… he's a friend." She explained as she returned the wave.
"You seemed happier to see him than you did to see them." She pointed out nodding up to where Lydia and Allison were sitting.
"He's different." Skylar said quietly under her breath.
"Different, huh?" Her mom asked with a raised eyebrow and a knowing smile.
Skylar nodded but didn't respond.
She watched the game as Scott took a few hits from Jackson. It seemed like he didn't care if they won the game, he just didn't want Scott to get the ball.
Towards the end of the game Skylar watched as Scott stood hunched over on the field, breathing heavily.
Isaac stood a few feet away from him and slowly turned his head looking to the bleachers where Skylar was giving him a questioning look.
Isaac took a few steps away from Scott, looked back at Skylar and shrugged before he jogged a little ways over on the field.
"Is he okay?" Melissa asked, worried.
"I don't know." Skylar admitted.
Her dark brown eyes grew a little wider as she watched a few of the players from the opposing team back away from Scott also.
She couldn't hear him from where she was, but on the field the other players could hear him growling.
As the new play began everyone cheered when Scott managed to get the ball and jumped over another player.
She bit down on the side of her lip and looked down to where Stiles was sitting on the bench, but instead of cheering his best friend on he looked worried.
He ducked and weaved around the players as he raced to the other end of the field and scored a goal.
Stiles jumped up from bench cheering and the crowd erupted and cheered Scott on.
After facing off with another player, the member of the opposite team passed the ball right to Scott and jogged away with an intimidated look on his face.
"I'll be back." Skylar told her mom, who was cheering her son on.
She made it down to the front row of the bleachers as Coach Finstock sat down beside Stiles on the bench and asked, "Did the opposing team just deliberately pass us the ball?"
Nervously biting down on his glove Stiles nodded and managed to squeak out, "Yes, I believe so coach."
After watching Scott score another goal when the ball broke right through the goalies net she shook her head and thought that there was no way her brother had gotten that good at lacrosse while she was gone.
"Stiles!" She yelled once the coach walked away.
He heard her, but knew she was going to ask him what was going on with her brother.
"Stilinski!" She yelled louder.
He crouched down a little farther, but it was no use, he was the only one on that end of the bench.
Remembering what he'd said at the hospital she smirked and said, "I thought we had a connection!"
He turned around and looked at her wide eyed.
"I knew you could hear me." She exclaimed smugly.
When he turned his head back around she sighed and jumped off the last bleacher set and ducked down beside him.
"Why do you keep ignoring me?" she asked him.
"What are you doing? You're not supposed to be down here." He said startled as he looked down to where she was hiding.
"What is going on? I know I was gone over a year, but I know there is no way in hell that he improved that much. We both know he sucked as bad as you do at lacrosse." She reminded him.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, really." He sarcastically replied.
"You know what I mean. Something is going on, I can feel it." She breathed out.
Stiles looked up to the scoreboard and saw the game was tied.
The way she had been crouched down beside the bench was starting to make her right leg go numb, when she went to adjust she lost her balance and grabbed onto his leg to steady to herself.
Holding his breath, his entire body tensed as he clutched one of his lacrosse gloves in his hands.
Startled by his reaction she forgot her hand was still on his leg and said, "what's wrong with you?"
He looked down to where her hand was still on his leg, a few inches above his knee and finally breathed out, "Holy god…"
"Seriously? What is going on with you? I've touched you a hundred times." She exclaimed as she moved her hand and hit his arm.
"I don't know!" He said loudly.
She opened her mouth to speak but stopped when the coach walked over to them.
"McCall two! What are you doing?" He asked.
Quickly she stood up, "McCall two?" She questioned.
Stiles looked between them.
"Yeah, McCall is on the field. That makes you McCall two." Coach Finstock clarified.
"Why do I have to be McCall two?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You're younger." Stiles piped up, looking at her.
"By minutes." She reminded him with an eye roll.
"Off the field!" coach yelled.
"But I was just…" She started to explain but he cut her off.
"Back to the stands McCall two." He ordered.
Shaking her head in frustration at the new nickname she spun on her heels and headed back into the stands.
"What happened?" Melissa asked her daughter.
"Coach just named me McCall two." She admitted.
After a few moments Melissa busted out laughing, "McCall two?"
"I swear, it's as bad as when I leave a message and have to say 'this is Skylar McCall, call me back.' It sounds stupid." She continued to vent.
Her mom nodded her head in agreement, "I hate that too."
After Scott fired the winning shot and the game ended, Skylar tried to make her way through the crowd to find Isaac, but he'd already started to head home before he got in trouble by his dad.
As everyone in the stands charged the field cheering, she wasn't able to find Scott or Stiles either.
Finally her mom bumped into her, "Where's your brother?" She asked.
"I don't know, I'm going to head inside real quick and see if Isaac is still here." Skylar said as she tucked her dark, long, wavy hair behind her ear and headed inside.
As she headed into the school, Allison was walking out. The girls exchanged hellos and continued on their separate paths.
She stopped directly outside of the locker room when she heard Stiles and her brother talking, she knew it was wrong to eavesdrop. But they wouldn't tell her what was going on, so she decided to listen.
"The uh, the medical examiner looked at the other half of the body we found." Stiles said.
"And?" Scott questioned.
"What?" Skylar whispered to herself as her forehead lined with confusion.
"I'll keep it simple. Medical examiner determines killer of girl to be animal, not human. Derek's human not animal. Derek not killer. Derek let out of jail." Stiles explained, defeat in his voice.
Skylar leaned against the wall and tried to wrap her head around what they were saying.
"Are you kidding?" Scott asked in disbelief.
"No and here's an even bigger kick in the ass…" Stiles started to explain to Scott, but before Skylar couldn't hear the rest of his sentence her mom approached and said, "Did you find him?"
"Oh, um. No… but Scott's in there." She said managing a smile as she nodded towards the locker room door.
Smiling widely she said, "He was really good tonight."
"Yeah, mom. He was." Skylar agreed, but she had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.
A/N- Hey everyone. Thank you for reading this chapter of my newest Teen Wolf story. I really hope you all liked it. ^_^
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