"Look at you. This is not the little girl I knew and…"
"Shut up," Abby snapped pressing the knife harder against his throat. "Derek…" she sighed not knowing what to say next. All of these floods of emotions came back and she looked at him again full of anger. "Stay away from me, and that's a warning," she hissed pulling her knife back.
"And why is that? You came to me wanting help."
"It was a mistake," she sighed walking toward the coffee shop.
"Like the accident, that was a mistake," he called back getting pissed as normal.
"You fricking attacked me, how is that a mistake," she snapped shoving him into the wall.
"We were only eight, you really think I meant that, I was barely even thinking straight, like you, right now," he whispered into her ear.
"I am going to say it once, you come near me again you'll regret it," she snapped pulling her knife to eye level. Derek had pulled her arm and pulled her into him looking into her hazel eyes.
"I never meant for that to happen," he whispered his eyes pleading for an absolution.
"I know…but things change Derek," she smiled kissing his cheek. They made eye contact but Abby looked away. "Just stay away," she said softly rubbing his cheek. She turned and walked into the building.
"Is everything ok?" Stiles asked as she looked at him totally off guard.
"Huh, yeah, my mom just chewed me out for being out so late," she smiled as Stiles stood up. "I told her to jump off a bridge," she added taking her seat while Stiles looked at her totally impressed.
An hour later they were laughing and once again enjoying their company. "So you actually think your brother is jealous of you?"
"Of us." Abby and Stiles were now laughing so hard they were crying. "He can be such a pathetic loser." The two of them had finished, paid, and walked out to the car. Stiles took her home and the two sat in his car in front of her house for a while, the clock now reading 12:19 am.
"Thanks," Abby sighed looking toward her front door not wanting to go in.
"No problem, I actually want to thank you for joining me," he smiled as she looked at him.
"Me, but I…"
"You are outstanding Abby, the most cultured person I know."
"Come on you got to…"
"No, it's true. The chicks at our school, they're only into sports and if you're a bench warmer it's like being the geek in the mathletes," he joked as Abby looked at him with sympathy.
"You really believe that?"
"I know that, why do you think I hate sitting there?" he laughed.
"What if I come to the game Friday night?" she asked as he looked a little shocked.
"But I won't play at all," he looked at her.
"Well maybe thinking about this while you sit on the bench can bring your spirits up," she whispered leaning over the center conceal. Her lips gently resting against his, causing her to feel the warmness pulsate through her body, she wasn't the only one feeling the warm feeling Stiles had it to, but soon his door was pulled open and he was pulled from the jeep. Jack had slammed Stiles to the side of the car and looked at him digging his finger into the younger kid's chest.
"You think it's funny to keep my baby sister out past midnight?" he asked as Abby got out of the car.
"Jack, stop it," Abby said trying to keep her anger down. She was playing the innocence up to protect Stiles, so she thought.
"Shut up, Abby."
"Hey, don't say that to her," Stiles tried calming her brother down.
"Oh really, I don't think you should be talking, you tried feeling her up."
"No he didn't, I kissed him," Abby snapped as Jack looked at her untrusting. Jack had turned back to Stiles and punched him directly in the stomach causing him to drop to his knees coughing.
"Oh my God," she barked pushing her brother back. "Are you ok?" she knelt next to Stiles as he tried breathing.
"Get in the house Abby."
"You could have seriously hurt him," she turned around getting in her brother's face. Jack grabbed her wrist and shoved her to the front door.
"Get in the house," he barked as she walked for him. She grabbed her brother by the throat and slammed him on the hood of the jeep.
"Touch him again and watch what happens," she snapped as his eyes went wide. After Abby released him he quickly walked into the house. "Are you ok?" she asked kneeling next to Stiles.
"Yeah, I think I will live," he joked as she smiled and helped him up. "You better get into the house before he comes back out," he laughed holding onto his stomach. Stiles got in the car and drove off as Abby yawned and waved. She slowly walked into the house and found her mother sitting in the chair in front of the door.
"Did I not say to be home before midnight?"
"Yeah, but we kind of lost track of time," Abby smiled walking past her climbing up the stairs.
"You aren't allowed to see him anymore," her mom called as she stopped on the step.
"What?"
"You heard me," her mother stood up walking toward her bedroom.
"You can't do that," Abby barked turning around to face her.
"I can, and I will. Stop it," she snapped before leaving her daughter heartbroken. Abby quickly ran into her room and climbed under her sheets crying herself to sleep.
"Abigail, don't be scared," a young Derek reached out to her.
"You…you're a monster," she replied a little afraid. The full moon shown down on the two Derek fully in his wolf form. His cobalt blue eyes looking at her but Abigail couldn't see any of the innocence in him.
"Run," he smiled slyly as Abigail turned around and started running, everything felt in slow motion after she was tackled to the floor. She was on her back looking into the eyes of the person she thought she loved.
"Derek, stop please," she felt weak. Derek raised his claw above his head. "Derek, come back please," she begged, her voice seemed to affect the young wolf, but he still wasn't changing back. "Derek, calm down," she called as he slowly got up. As Derek transformed back to normal everything went black and when an image returned of Stiles smiling at her. Her smile had gotten bigger as his hand tangled with hers.
"I promise nothing will happen to you," Stiles hugged her.
"I love you, Stiles," Abby whispered as Stiles' grip got tighter.
"I love you, too Abby," Stiles replied, she looked at him and slowly moved her face closer to his and soon their lips had touched. Abby felt the fire in her body travel from the soles of her feet to her lips.
She sat up gasping for air her heart rate was pumped, and she felt extremely happy. The sun felt warm on her face and she climbed out of bed. She changed into her best school clothing and walked down the stairs and found her brother in the kitchen, he still looked at her with fear from her attack on him the night before. He was ready for school and noticed she wasn't. "Find a ride to school," he snapped pushing past her.
Abby soon left the house and started walking to school. "You need a lift?" a familiar voice came from the road. Allison's car was driving next to Abby as she smiled and ran toward the car.
"Thanks," Abby smiled getting in. The ride was only ten minutes but as they pulled into the parking lot they noticed a lot of people running. "What's going on?" Abby asked as Allison shrugged. "I'll see you later," she added following the crowd. When she got to the area the crowd was she found the back of a bus completely ripped open blood smeared all over the back door and all inside the bus. She soon had a flashback of the crime scene on the finding of her father.