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Sorry for the short chapter, it's just that we are getting to the end and I don't remember these episodes as much as the first one. I will have to re-watch them before I write more.
Also, IDK if I will be able to follow season 2. Because I honestly don't remember those episodes really well cuz I only watched them once. And I can't re-watch them online because my internet is crappy. :( We will probably have to wait until it comes on dvd :(
Stiles pressed his back against his door, trying to keep his father from looking in, while at the same time trying to not look suspicious. Apparently Derek got the brilliant idea to hide out in his room, and Stiles really just wanted to slap him for that.
"I just want you to know, that I'm gonna be there tonight." his dad said.
Stiles waved his hand, "Oh, you don't have to do that."
His dad shook his head, "Oh course I do! It's your first game, this is a big thing!"
Stiles gave him a smile and scratched the back of his head, but then his father looked at his quizzically.
"What's that on your face?" his dad asked, then pointed to his son's lip. "Is that...Lipstick?" he questioned.
Stiles immediately reached his hand up and tried to wipe away whatever was there, but it was too late, the evidence had already been seen.
"Have you taken a fetish into wearing lipstick? Or... Have you been kissing a girl?" His father asked with a grin.
Stiles pursed his lips together and tried to come up with a lie, but nothing came.
"So who is it?" His father asked, when he didn't reply.
Stiles groaned. "Dad..."
"Was it Addie?" His father asked knowingly.
Stiles straightened up and gave his father a surprised look. "How did you-"
Sheriff Stilinski clasped his hand on his son's shoulder and smiled. "I told you before. I've known about your little crush for years! I just never thought it would happen."
Stiles furrowed his brow, "What? Do you think she's out of my league or something?"
Sheriff Stilinski shook his head, "No, I think you two are perfect for each other. I just wasn't sure you were ever gonna take the plunge."
Stiles nodded his head at this, "Yeah, trust me. It took forever... And now that I know she feels the same, I really just want to kick myself for wasting so much time."
"Don't worry about the past, son." His father said. "Focus on your future."
Stiles smiled thoughtfully.
Sheriff Stilinski cleared his throat, "But now that you two are together, it means it's time for another talk."
Stiles threw his hands in the air. "Seriously dad?!"
"We need to talk about sex! It's an important thing. I don't want any grandchildren running around here." His father said with a stern look.
Stiles covered his ears dramatically, trying to ignore the conversation. "Dad." he pleaded. "Can we please not talk about this now." he said suddenly remembering that Derek was in the next room, and probably hearing the entire conversation.
"We're going to have to talk about it sometime." his dad said crossing his arms.
"Yeah, sometime way in the future that is preferably close to never." Stiles responded gesturing his arm.
"Okay fine." his father conceded, "But this conversation isn't over." Stiles gave a sigh of relief as his father continued. "I'll see you at the game tonight." he finished before giving Stiles a pat on the back and walking back down the stairs.
Addie sat on her living room floor with cut-outs, markers and glitter everywhere. She wasn't kidding when she said she would be making Stiles a poster, and she planned to make it the best one since he was her-... 'Boyfriend? Is that even the right word? I mean we never discussed labels so I don't know what to call him...' Addie paused and thought this over. A smile then spread across her face. 'Stiles; he is my Stiles. And that's all that matters.'
Addie continued gluing and pasting, until the poster was done and she was officially covered head to toe in glitter. 'Ugh this is going to be stuck in my scalp forever.' So leaving her masterpiece on the ground, she walked to her room and grabbed her shower supplies.
Undressing and jumping into the waterfall of soothing heat, she began scrubbing her scalp. When she began rinsing out the suds, she looked down at the tub to watch the bubbles swirl down the drain, but a small stream of red in the pearl white of the soap caught her eye. 'What?' she thought confused. The realization dawned on her, and she reached up to her nose. Pulling her hand away she saw it was covered in blood that quickly washed away from under the shower head.
"No, no, no!" she pleaded as she cupped her hands under the water and splashed it in her face trying to stop the bleeding. Suddenly she keeled over and fell to the tub on her hands and knees; air seemed to be ripping out of her lungs and she began to cough. On the third hacking cough, she spit out blood to the ground. Air began to refill her lungs and she gave a gasping breath. She pushed herself backwards and sat down in the tub with her knees to her chest.
A sob tore through her body and she began to cry in the shower. 'He is trying to kill me.' she concluded. 'But he's doing it slowly.' She went to wipe away her tears, but then realized it wasn't necessary seeing as how she was in the shower. Addie sat there for what felt like hours, but it really couldn't have been seeing as how there was still warm water. Then abruptly the once soothing warm water, turned to freezing icicles. Quickly jumping to her feet, she reached over and turned the freezing water off. Sliding the shower door open she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body.
Addie walked to her bedroom and slowly dried herself off and began to get dressed. She faintly heard the front door open and knew it was Deaton.
"I hope you plan on vacuuming that glitter out of the carpet!" Deaton called out from the living room.
Stepping out of her room, wrapped in multiple layers she faced her god-father, not bothering to put on a poker face.
Deaton's bemused expression fell when he saw a defeated look on Addie. "What happened?"
"It happened again." she tried to simply say.
Deaton gave her a confused and worried expression, "What happened?"
Addie bit her inner cheek. "The nose bleed... The alpha is trying to stop me."
"Again as in this was the second time since the night at the school? Or has there been others that you didn't tell me?" Deaton walked closer to her, concerned.
Addie shifted her gaze, "I didn't want to worry you."
"Addison!" Deaton boomed, and Addie flinched. "You can't keep these things from me! The longer you keep these things from me, the less time we have to fix it."
"And how are we supposed to fix it?" Addie asked with teary eyes. "Last I checked we don't know who the alpha is!"
Deaton sighed and ran a hand down his face, "Your magic comes from nature, and in nature there is always balance. So there might be a way to reverse what he is doing to you."
"Might, being the operative word." Addie mumbled. She reached up to pinch the bridge of her nose. "I have a game I have to get to. Can we deal with this later?"
"Addie if you keep putting this off, you will just keep getting worse." Deaton said with concern.
Addie didn't answer him, as she turned back to her room to finish getting dressed.
"Where are you? The game is about to start!" Scott said urgently into his phone.
"Yeah I know, I'll be there soon." Stiles said back, then Derek reached over and yanked his hand and phone towards his face.
"Did you get the necklace?" Derek asked Scott.
Scott shook his head even though they couldn't see him. "Yeah, but it didn't have anything on it."
"Are you sure?" Derek asked. "Did you check the back?"
"Yeah I checked the back!" Scott said annoyed. "And there was nothing on it. Nothing on the front or back. And it was flat so it couldn't be opened."
Stiles pulled his arm back from the larger werewolf and mumbled under his breath. Scott, having heard his friend, began speaking to him again. "If you aren't here to start, then coach won't let you play at all." he said sadly.
"Yeah, I know." Stiles said back even more sad. "If you see my dad or Addie... Just tell them that I will be there soon. Okay?"
Scott looked over his should toward the bleachers and saw Stiles' dad sitting with his own mother, with Addie next to them. "Yeah okay." he answered his friend, who then hung up the phone.
Derek looked over at Stiles as he hung up the phone, he was clearly upset and Derek actually slightly felt bad for him. "You aren't going to make it." he said simply.
Stiles gripped his steering wheel. "Yeah... I know." he said somberly. He only hoped that his dad and Addie wouldn't be too upset with him. But his duty as Scott's best friend was to help find this alpha, so that's what he was going to do.
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