"That's impossible, there's no way that was Kate." Derek said.
"Look I know what I saw." I shot back at him. Right after all my bones were healed I called Scott and he decided to call a "pack meeting" at Derek's loft.
"You sure?" He said, lifting an eyebrow at me.
"Yes I am." I said through clenched teeth.
"We are not doubting you Stiles, is just that maybe you got confused. I mean, Kate's supposed to be in Mexico running away, it wouldn't be very clever of her to come back to Beacon Hills." Scott said.
"Look I just know that I saw Kate right in the eye before she took off running and I chased after her. And maybe I would've caught her if it weren't for someone and their reckless driving." I let out.
"Oh you are seriously blaming Parrish on this! You are the one who jumped out of nowhere." Lydia practically screamed at me.
"You are defending him now?" I asked.
"I'm just saying that you shouldn't blame it on him." She uttered.
"And I'm just saying that maybe if he would've gone a little bit slower he wouldn't have run me down with his car." I said.
"You literally jumped from one side of the street to the other in the middle of the night Stiles and you think going a little bit slower would've made any difference?!" She asked.
"I said maybe." I told her.
"Guys can we please get back on topic?" Scott said.
"Yeah let's. I think Stiles got confused and whoever attacked him was definitely not Kate." Derek said. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"For the millionth time, I'm not crazy I know…" I began.
"Yes I know Stiles you think you saw something, but what did your other senses tell you? Did you get her scent? Because as far as I know none of us caught her scent when we went to the exact point where you claim to have seen her." Derek interrupted me.
I heard someone growling and after a couple seconds realized that it was me, my hands were clenched in fists and I felt my heartbeat rising. Just when my fangs were threatening to come out I felt Lydia's hand wrap around my wrist and as soon as her skin touched mine I felt myself getting calmer. I saw Malia looking at where Lydia was touching me and felt Lydia's hand leaving my wrist abruptly, but then again I could've imagined the whole thing.
"I'm sorry." I apologized.
"Don't worry about it, it happens." Scott said.
"Yeah to some more frequently than others." Malia said eying Liam. Everyone just chuckled at Liam's embarrassed face.
"Anyways we can't exactly be sure about this Kate thing, but we will all be keeping our eyes wide open. I tried to contact Argent but he is not returning my calls so…" Scott uttered.
"Let me guess, you are texting him." I said rolling my eyes. Scott smiled.
"Yes. I'll let you guys know when he makes contact." He said.
"So Kate its gonna be roaming the streets that easy then?" I said.
"We will keep our eyes open, okay?" Scott insisted.
"Fine." I muttered.
"Now, can all of you get out of my house?" Derek said.
We all said our goodbyes and started to leave, before I reached my jeep Lydia intercepted me. "Hey, for what it's worth I believe you." She said, and then she turned the other way and went to her car. I probably should've said something but I felt very strange, I found myself fighting to stay awake and not fall asleep right there. I got home fast and went directly to my bed. That night I had another dream…
I was in the same dark room I was the last time. I heard footsteps behind me so I turned, but it was so dark I couldn't see who it was.
"Don't be scared." I heard a voice say. No, more specifically I heard Allison's voice say.
"What do you want Allison?" I asked her. I knew I was facing her but I couldn't make up her face in the dark.
"I need your help." She simply said.
"What do you want me to do?" I begged her to tell me so I could understand.
"I want you to help me." She said again.
"How?!" I yelled at her.
"You know how Stiles." Another voice said from behind me. I turned around and as soon as I did the darkness was gone and I saw who it was. It was Kate Argent.
"What do you want?!" I screamed.
"Help her!" She equally screamed at me and grabbed me by the neck digging her claws in my flesh. "Help her!"
I woke up panting, I got up to a sitting position on my bed and brought a shaky hand to my face. Weird. I was pretty convinced I was going out of my freaking mind. I heard a knock on the door.
"Hey kid you awake?" I heard my dad's voice.
"Yeah dad, come in." I said.
"I thought I heard you talking on your sleep, pretty loud actually. Everything okay?" He said.
"Yeah, it was nothing. Just a bad dream." I didn't lie entirely, it was a bad dream but I wasn't so sure if it was nothing. "Hey since when do you knock?" I asked.
"Since a certain werecoyote's been spending most nights here." He said lifting an eyebrow at me.
"What?!" I said it came out more like a squeal. "Paps there's no way I would get a girl in my room at night, I respect her enough, and I respect our relationship enough and…" He looked at me with his usual "quit the crap" face.
"It's almost time to wake up, do me a favor and get your ass to school early." He said and left.
I started wondering why wasn't Malia here, I mean she came over every night. Could she have possibly gotten angry for the Lydia thing? Well it wasn't that much of a thing, or was it? Did I wish for it to be a thing? Probably… Yep, I was the worst boyfriend ever. I changed into my clothes and went to school just like my dad asked me to. This time I had to drive myself and I was okay with it but a part of me wanted to drive again with Lydia. Again, worst boyfriend ever.
I got to the school and when I got out of my jeep I heard someone screaming at someone else, I guess it was none of my business but this wolf hearing wasn't helping, so I went to where the voices were coming from. It was Turner. God I hated that kid. Apparently Turner was about to beat the living crap out of some kid that was probably about Lydia's height. "Hey." I said. He looked at me and gave me this "I hate you I wish you were dead" look, I wasn't anyone special, I was sure that look was for the entire world and not just for me. "Why don't you fight someone your own height, or age, you giant?!" I yelled.
"You want me to fight you?" He said letting go of the kid. The kid, who now I knew was a pretty ungrateful one since he took off running without even a "hey thanks for saving my ass from being kicked"
"I said someone your own age and height, and I'm pretty much sure I don't fit into that category. But thanks for considering me, I'm flattered." I said. I tried to leave.
"Oh you are going to fight me!" He said. Was he for real? I felt him grabbing my shirt and launching a punch at me, but thanks to my new werewolf reflexes I saw everything in slow motion and ducked from his fist. That was a good thing, the no so good thing is that I started to get a little tiny bit angry myself so I took his fist in my hand and considered breaking the bones from his hand, yeah I know pretty animalistic. I only shoved him to the ground instead. Just then Coach was getting out of his car and saw us. The Stilinski luck striking again.
"Stilinski, what in the world do you two think you're doing?" He said approaching us.
"Look coach the truth is…" I started.
"He started it coach." Turner said getting up from the ground. Filthy cockroach.
"I did not in fact I prevented him from beating a kid, I'm the good guy here." I told Coach.
"What kid, I don't see any kid around here." The cockroach said.
"Shut up, both of you to my office now. Follow me." Coach said.
"You are seriously going to believe this kid who I'm pretty sure is too old to even be in high school anymore? Coach you've known me almost all my life." I said.
"Exactly my point Stilinski, I've known you all you're life. Now shut up and follow me."
As we were walking inside the school I saw Scott and Kira and they gave me a confused look I just shrugged and tried to explain with my hands that I would tell them later in the day. We got to the office and Coach sat us both next to each other and he went to sit in front of us on his chair.
"You know I don't like fights right?" Coach said.
"I barely touched him, how is that a fight?" I argued.
"Stilinski let me do the talking here!" Coach yelled. I nodded. "Look both of you are on my team and both of your pain, sorrow, and suffering seem to make me quite happy, so let's do this; Turner you are failing my class and you can't fail without me kicking your ass out the team and Stilinski well like I said I enjoy your suffering, so Stilinski you are going to help Turner pass my class and when he does I will gladly forget I ever saw you guys today in the parking lot."
"What?!"Both Turner and me yelled at the same time.
"What, like tutoring? I'm not good at that." I said.
"I know right, it'll be fun, because if he fails the class I'm going to blame it on you Stilinski." He said in a serious voice. "In fact you'll start your tutoring today at lunch time. And I'll be watching. Now get out of my office." He said. Fantastic. Freaking fantastic.
I was trying hard to concentrate on anything else to be able to stay calm. I had my eyes closed and I searched with the best that my hearing ability could do, on anything that would keep me from getting angry and preventing me form ripping the giant that was sitting beside me apart. I searched all the little sounds and voices and finally found what I was looking for, Lydia. I heard her voice talking to Kira they were discussing something about their trigonometry homeworks, I heard her phone ringing and she excused herself and went to talk privately.
"Hello" She said.
"Hey" I heard a familiar voice say. Hold on, I knew this voice. But who's was it?
"Hey!" Lydia sound all giggly. Oh you gotta be kidding me. Parrish?!
"Hey dork, look alive, Coach is watching us." Stupid Turner said making me lose focus and not being able to hear Lydia's conversation. I opened my eyes.
"I'm trying this thing where, maybe if I concentrate enough you will banish into thin air… " I let out.
"Whatever, aren't you suppose to tutor me?" He said.
"I tried but you decided that it was a better idea to fail the class just to make me miserable remember? Not that I get why anyone would willingly fail a class just because they feel like screwing with other people's lives." I told him. I decided to look at him and realized that he really didn't look at all old, he looked very young actually, he was only fifteen after all, he was huge though but he was just a kid. An idiotic narcissistic kid.
"Well is not like I really want to fail, it's just really hard for me okay? I'm struggling a lot with that stupid unnecessary class. Don't you struggle Stilinski?" He said.
"Believe me you have no idea what I struggle with…" I whispered.
I looked over at the pack table where we usually sat during lunch. Lydia was just about to sit when he looked my way and gave me a small smile and proceeded to stuck tongue out childishly. I rolled my eyes and smiled and she just sat giving her back to me.
"She's hot." Turner said. And I had to bite my tongue to keep my fangs from coming out.
"I'm aware of that." I said stating the obvious.
"Then how come you are dating the other one, not that she's not hot or anything. Hold on I know the answer I don't think the redhead would ever go out with a dork like you." He told me.
"Okay first don't talk about them like that, second her hair is actually strawberry blonde thank you very much and third you are an idiot." I said. He laughed.
"Oh come on, you are completely head over heels for the strawberry blonde one aren't you? I can tell by the way you were just looking at her. So tell me how come you haven't told her?" He asked me.
"Believe me I have…" I sighed. "Not that is any of your business." I said remembering who I was talking to.
"Oh come on you can tell me Stilinski." He pressed.
"I don't see how talking to you about my love life would be a good definition of tutoring you." I said.
"Well we don't have anything else to talk about, clearly we are not going to study and Coach is watching us so we have to look like we are doing something productive." He was right, kind of. For that and some inexplicable reason I decided to talk to him about it.
"Look I've had a crush on Lydia since we were 8 and I don't know I mean now we are good friends and I don't want to ruin that. And I'm dating Malia which by the way I like a lot and Lydia has never wanted me." I told him.
"You so sure about her not wanting you?" he asked.
"I guess, why?" I questioned.
"I don't know I just get this feeling like maybe for some very strange reason she might be into you." He said.
"You can tell that just from one look?" I asked.
"Hey I have a sixth sense when it comes to teenage love." He let out with a grin on his face. I snorted.
"You are only what like twelve? You are just a kid." I uttered. He glared at me.
"Okay, well she was there cheering you at practice the other day." He told me.
"That doesn't mean anything." I told him. Did it mean something?
"Believe what you want Stilinski." He said.
"I will." I said.
"But I think you should tell her, before it's too late..." I didn't answer him.
"Hey, about practice. I'm sorry I was being such a jerk, well I am kind of a jerk on a regular basis but that day I wasn't feeling that good and I took it out on you." Was this really happening?
"Don't worry about it, I was kind of a jerk too."
"I noticed." He smiled.
"Fair enough." I said.
"Hey do you think maybe we can actually study?" He asked me.
"Sure, same time tomorrow?" I suggested.
"Cool." He said, standing up from our table. "See you Stilinski." I waved, was this the beginning of an extremely weird friendship?
I was lying on my bed at night, and I kept replaying Kate's attack over and over in my head. I looked at the clock, it was seven thirty I wanted to call Malia and see what she was up to but instead I started worrying about Kate being out in the streets. And that made me worry about Lydia's safety as per usual so I headed over to her house. I wanted to climb to her window so I went to the backyard and I heard Prada's barking. "Go away Prada, I have fangs now." I said. I felt another presence near and I heard growling, I froze where I was. Before I could react a huge dog tackled me to the ground. "Ahhhhh!" I screamed pushing him away from me and showing it my glowing eyes. He suddenly stopped attacking. I felt someone behind me and when I was turning to see who it was I felt something metallic hit my face. And I fainted. I opened my eyes and saw Lydia kneeling besides me.
"Oh my God Stiles I'm so sorry! What were you thinking by coming into the backyard like a criminal? You are an idiot!" She said. I suddenly realized what had happened. Lydia hit me with a baseball bat. My baseball bat. I would've smiled if it weren't for me still being a little dizzy, apparently she hit me pretty hard.
"You bought a Rottweiler?" I asked standing up.
"No I'm just looking out for him while my cousin gets back from her vacations." She said.
"And why did you attack me?" I said.
"Because someone scared the crap out of me by saying that they saw Kate freaking Argent in town and you double scared the crap out of me by trying to enter my house like a thief would." She said. She was cute when she was angry, I'd give her that.
"Okay I'm sorry. That was one of the reasons why I came actually, I was worried about this Kate thing and wanted to check up on you. Come on you can't be mad for being a little worried about you." I told her, and I saw her face softening. I think I actually saw her blush but as soon as it came, it went away.
"I'm not mad you dork. Come on let's go inside." She said grabbing my hand and guiding me.
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