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A sudden realisation dawned on Stiles. He was needed. And not in the 'werewolf' sense, but in the very human sense and it felt... good. He had been so caught up in the supernatural as of late he had forgotten about real, very real human problems. He wasn't going to lie and say it wasn't still awkward for him, he had never had a girlfriend before and was constantly scared of messing things up, but the more time he and Kayla spent together, the more comfortable he felt, the more he actually craved it.
Kayla's arms were wound around his neck, her wet hair dripping down Stiles' chest and all Stiles did back was hug her back because Peter hale was her frigging dad. That still shocked Stiles, right to the core, because all he could think was how? Well, he knew how, the whole 'birds and the bee's' situation but still... how? It made absolutely no sense.
Peter was evil, evil, with his stupid side comments and arrogant attitude and, oh, not to mention the whole serial killer side when he wasn't busy pissing people off - yeah, couldn't forget about that - where as Kayla actually cared about people, yeah, she could be a total badass and rivalled him in the sarcastic way, but... no, she wasn't close to being Peter right?
Maybe that was what scared him the most - the thought that one day, one day soon, she would follow dear old dad. But immediately, he cast that thought away - no way would that ever happen, no way.
"God, I'm acting so clingy right now it's kind of cringe worthy" Kayla chuckled against the skin of his neck, giving a small shake of the head.
"Hey - I'm not complaining" Stiles protested, giving her back a small rub, "You can just continue squeezing all you want, I'm like a big fluffy teddy bear - honestly" He told her light heartedly, and Kayla laughed, running one hand over his short hair.
"That's nice to know" She whispered, placing a soft kiss on the side of his neck before pulling back, "Thanks - I didn't mean to completely fall apart, I mean... I never fall apart" She told him, a determined note in her voice, looking a tad embarrassed.
"Don't sweat it - I mean, if I found out my dad was a homicidal Alpha werewolf, I would probably break apart too" Stiles said without thinking, then his eyes went wide and his heartbeat increased, "I mean, no, no not like that, I didn't mean to- um, I just meant I understand because... because Peter is-" Stiles rambled, trying to make up for putting his foot in his mouth - again - but Kayla cut him off with a soft kiss to his lips, making Stiles forget what he was ever rambling about in the first place.
"I know what you meant" She smirked, pulling back, "It's fine don't worry - but I, uh, I guess I should be heading off" She murmured, frowning as she looked at the door and Stiles saw her put that mask back on, that one that covered up whatever the hell it was she was feeling. Kayla did not want to go home, that much was obvious. At least to him.
"Why don't you just stay here" He blurted out, not thinking about the very, very, very obvious underlining suggestion that normal people would think about, as Kayla raised her eyebrows at him.
"Are you sure?" She questioned, looking between him and the door, "What would your dad say about a girl sleeping over?" She said teasingly and Stiles immediately shook his head, waving his hand at the door as though his dad's opinion wasn't important.
"Pfffft, he won't mind... I'm sure" He added, shrugging, "Honestly, it's no problem, I mean... I'll sleep on the couch or something" He told her, rather awkwardly - they may have slept in the same bed before but that was only because Kayla was half out of her mind with pain and he was just... there, and then before either of them could get used to the idea, Derek, the big bad werewolf, Derek frigging Hale, Kayla's frigging older cousin, had interrupted them so, yeah, he would sleep on the couch.
"What are we, from the 1800's?" Kayla chuckled, as Stiles looked at her, confused, "We can sleep in the same bed ya know, it's not completely frowned upon - except maybe from your dad of course" She said and Stiles felt his cheeks heat up. Oh. Oh. Oh.
"Uh... sure, I mean... great, yeah, I - we - can totally do that, totally" Stiles rambled, giving her a small thumbs up, "Good" He added and Kayla smiled at him, running a hand up and down his arm.
"You're not... nervous are you?" She asked him teasingly, looking like she was trying hard not to laugh.
"What? M-Me? No, no... why would I be nervous? Do I need to be nervous?" He stuttered, his body full of nerves. Honestly, with that flirty yet highly suggestive tone in her voice, it did make his mind go blank for a few seconds. They'd only been dating for a few days, probably not long enough to even think about doing that, but that didn't stop him - after all he was a guy. Duh.
She just smirked, eyes glinting as she asked, "What side do you prefer?"
"W-What?" He squeaked, eyes bugging out of his head as he stared at her.
"Of the bed Stilinski" She rolled her eyes playfully, "Mind outta the gutter"
"Oh, um... any side, I usually end up in the middle or hanging off so y'know... makes no difference" He shrugged, gulping as she took his hand in her own and dragged them both on the bed, Kayla taking the further off side as she buried herself under the covers, her head poking out. Stiles was just kneeling on the bed, staring down in astonishment because, damn, he actually had a girl in his bed? Holy crap. Scott would never believe this.
"Well?" She smirked, raising her eyebrows and Stiles shook his head out of the daze he was currently in. What? Huh? "Are you coming in or not cause, ya know, it is your bed after all" She chuckled and Stiles nodded, pulling back the covers but stopping.
"Uh, I'm just gonna... change... into clothes... I mean, other clothes, preferably sleeping clothes cause that's what we're going to do... sleep" He mumbled, shaking his head at his own stupidity. Really Stiles? He thought in exasperation, there was no need to turn into a stuttering idiot. Kayla nodded as she rested her head back against the pillows, looking absolutely exhausted as Stiles pulled out another pair of sweatpants - well, Kayla was wearing the ones he was going to - and a plain grey T-shirt. As quietly as he could he tip-toed across the room, just in case Kayla did drop off to sleep, but ended up stumping his toe on the doorframe and let out a string of cuss words, before sticking his fist in his mouth and cringing.
"You don't have to creep about Stiles" Kayla said lightly - Stiles just gave a short nod in acknowledgement, before crossing the hall and into the bathroom, quickly stripping off his clothes, getting prepared to just dump them on the floor like he usually did but his eyes caught Kayla's soaking wet clothes hanging neatly on the radiator - and he knew for a fact Kayla wasn't a 'neat' person, so that was a clue to just how 'not herself' she felt. Actually, he wasn't even sure Kayla could be that neat but he was pleasantly surprised.
Okay, whoa, look away, look away, look away, Stiles chanted, turning away, flushing red - he did totally just not see his girlfriends bra hanging there, no, nope, no way - just a trick of the mind, nothing all. shaking his head he walked out of the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind him and letting out a loud yelp as he turned around, face to face with his dad.
"Holy cr- dad, where did you come from?" He gasped, looking around nervously.
"I live here Stiles, I pay the bills, where else would I be?" His dad asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Heh, yes, of course, I mean... I knew that"
"Glad to hear it" His dad shot back, "But is your friend okay? Kayla looked to be on the verge of an emotional breakdown - are you sure we don't need to call her mom" His dad commented, concerned, and Stiles shook his head, immediately protesting.
"No" He stated loudly, causing his dad to raise his eyebrows at him, "I mean... don't do that - it's um... family problems, yeah seriously big family problems, like so major it could cause world war three" Stiles said with an affirmative nod, praying to god his dad didn't call her mom - it would just end in disaster.
"Um... okay" His dad relented, "But just answer me one question" And Stiles nodded, leaning forward slightly, "How are you going to deal with an emotional teenage girl?" And Stiles gaped, slightly offended.
"I-I can deal with problems - I'm like, a super genius in that area" He protested as his dad just sent him an unconvinced look, "Seriously, I think being her boyfriend means I'm gonna have to learn to excel in that area"
"Boyfriend? Since when did that happen?" His dad exclaimed, looking around in shock from the bedroom door to Stiles.
"Uh... fifty two and a half hours ago" Stiles told his dad, realising he actually forgot to tell him he was now in a relationship because everything else had been so hectic. Oops.
"Wow... well, um... that good right? I mean, that's... great" His dad said, patting his shoulder, "Just, um... remember to, you know..." He trailed off, looking slightly out of place and awkward as Stiles just frowned, "You know... be safe, because-" And Stiles' eyes went wide and he started spluttering.
"Oh my god dad" Stiles exclaimed loudly before looking nervously towards the bedroom door, "Really? Now? You want to have that talk with me... now?"
"Well, she is staying over, I just want to make sure-"
"Dad" Stiles whined, blushing a crimson red, "Please, please, please don't say anymore" Stiles pleaded, sending his dad a desperate look and his dad threw up his hands, backing away slightly.
"Fine, fine okay - I trust you" His dad said, turning around and walking back to his own bedroom, but turning around with a smirk, "And I'm not saying 'no' forever to the idea of grandkids, just wait until you're finished school, yeah?" And Stiles could've just died right then and there. On the floor. That was how mortified he was.
"Well, that's just...uh...nice to have your blessing pops" Stiles said, shaking his head as he opened the door to his bedroom and quietly walked in, this time staying extra alert in case he caused an avalanche in his room. He reached his bed and looked down - Kayla was sound asleep, her breathing nice and even, eyelids fluttering ever so slightly. Stiles bit his lip as he lowered himself down onto the bed, trying not to make it creak, and sliding down so slowly he felt like an old grandma or something.
"Hmmmmm... Stiles?" Kayla asked sleepily, looking like she was trying to open her eyes but failing miserably as she stretched out.
"Uh, yeah... Stiles here" He said, waving but realising it was futile because she was practically dead to the world, well, almost, "Um... I didn't mean to wake you" He apologised, now lying fully down on the bed, trying to get comfortable.
"It's fine" She said tiredly, turning over and sliding a hand up his chest, pulling herself up on her elbows to lean over him, placing a gentle kiss to his lips. Stiles responded by threading his fingers through her hair, pulling her body on top of his. Honestly - it was difficult to think or do anything else when she kissed him like that.
When Stiles got to the breathless stage of the kiss, he pulled back, leaning his head on the pillow and breathing heavily. wow, wow, wow, wow - he did never want to ever stop doing that.
"Mmmmmm" Kayla moaned softly, resting her head on his chest, her arm wrapped around his torso, "You kissing me like that is nothing for me wanting to sleep" She murmured with a quiet chuckle and Stiles gaped - Okay, um... wow. Stiles just smiled in the darkness before gently wrapping an arm around her waist, about to open his mouth to reply, but realising she was, in fact, fast asleep.
"Stiles, I promise, it's fine... I'll see you at school" Kayla laughed as Stiles held the front door open, biting his lip, indecision shining in his eyes.
"Yeah but, maybe seeing your mom right now wouldn't be such a good thing" He protested, "It's bad enough your cousin is on the run for potential-murder, I really don't want my girlfriend to be a convict as well" He said, then furrowed his eyebrows in thought, "Which would be incredibly awkward considering my dad is the sheriff and all"
Kayla rolled her eyes, "Stiles, I have to go home at some point - I can't exactly keep wearing your clothes"
"Why not?" Stiles demanded desperately, "You suit them better than I do"
"Well, for one, Lydia would kill me" Kayla smiled, as realisation dawned in Stiles' eyes, "And, forget me being on the run, I show up to school like this Lydia would make sure I was six feet under by the end of the day" Kayla chuckled with a small shake of her head.
"But... ughhhh" Stiles groaned, obviously trying to think of something to counter her argument, "Fine - we'll call Scott - with his amazing werewolf abilities, I'm sure he could grab you a few things without people seeing him"
Kayla laughed, pulling him into a quick goodbye kiss - there was no way he was going to convince her otherwise, "You're adorably sweet sometimes but the answer is still no" She laughed, adjusting her bag on her shoulder, "I'll see ya in a bit" She gave a quick wave and then she was down the porch steps and briskly walking back to her house.
"But, wait - I mean... Ughhh, women are impossible" She heard Stiles curse and smiled - yeah, sometimes they really were but she had to face her mom at some point - there was no point in running away from her problems because they would just come back to bite her in the ass.
When she got to her house she took a deep breath, letting the door swing open. The house was quiet - maybe no one was home, hopefully, but when she walked further down the hall she saw her mom and aunt sitting in the lounge, looking to be in deep conversation until Jane saw her and nudged her mom, and they both look up immediately.
"Kayla" Her mom exclaimed, relieved, almost knocking over her coffee in a haste to stand up, "I-I was worried" She stated and Kayla resisted a scoff - yeah right - since her dad, well, technically uncle now, and brother were killed, her mom just didn't care about much anymore, much less where Kayla had been the previous night.
"Sure" She said, disbelief lacing her voice, before shaking her head - she promised herself she wouldn't let her emotions get in the way, "Look, I'm running late for school, I gotta go" Kayla said, trying to excuse herself from the major tension build up, but her aunt's voice stopped her.
"Where were you?" She asked, looking at her in concern and frowning at the very obvious change of clothes she was wearing - after her dad, uncle, whatever, and brother were killed yeah, she went off the rails - out every night with her troublesome boyfriend and rolling in the next morning either hung over or completely out of it, hell, sometimes she wouldn't come home at all - but there was no way she was going down that path again, no way, couldn't they at least trust her for like half a second?
"At Stiles'" She replied back in a hard voice, "I wasn't exactly going to stay here now, was I?"
"You could've called and let us know you were okay" Jane shot back, a disapproving look etched on her face.
"Why? It's not like she cares anyway" Kayla snapped, clenching her fists.
"Your mom does and so do I - we were worried sick" Jane exclaimed and Kayla felt a little bad - her mom may not care as much as she had but her aunt Jane always did, she was the one that helped get the old Kayla back, not her mom.
"Yeah, well..." Kayla trailed off, shaking her head and striding towards the stair case, "We'll talk later I just really need to get to school" And with that she took off up the stairs, slamming her door and breathing heavily. Okay, it was good she didn't completely lose it like last night, right? It showed she was getting better at controlling her temper - well, maybe.
It didn't take her long to get ready for school - a quick wash, brushed through her hair and slapped a light layer of make up on and changed her clothes. She actually kind of wished she could keep them on actually considering they were incredibly comfortable and the fact that they were Stiles' just made it better but she knew Lydia would kill her and she couldn't deal with that right now. At least, not today.
Instead of having to face her aunt and mom and go through another awkward and incredibly infuriating situation, Kayla opened her bedroom window, throwing her bag out so it hit the ground with a thud and jumped down, landing gracefully on her feet. Well, that was one way to avoid that situation.
She got into the school just as the final warning bell rang and rushed off to French, taking her seat next to Allison hurriedly, ignoring her friend's confused glance.
"Why are you late?" She questioned, spinning her pen around.
"Allison... I'm always late" Kayla chuckled light heartedly, pulling her stuff from her bag.
"Yeah, except today you look like you were late for a reason and not just because you couldn't be bothered" Allison replied, raising her eyebrows and giving Kayla a knowing look.
"You're right, but um... later yeah?" She whispered as Allison nodded, looking intrigued. The French class seemed to go a lot slower than normal as Kayla watched the second hand tick and she could've sworn it had just stopped altogether. Then, finally, the bell rang and all the students starting packing up hurriedly so Kayla copied them, throwing her stuff in.
"So what's going on?" Allison asked as they walked from the classroom and towards the lockers.
"Oh you know, family crap" Kayla replied as Allison sent her a sympathetic look, "Basically, they've all been lying to me my whole life... I guess you know what that feels like" Kayla said without even thinking and then realising the big mistake she had just made, "I mean... you said earlier you think they're keeping things from you" Kayla corrected, blowing out a breath when Allison didn't seem to question her choice of words.
"They are" She confirmed, swapping over some books at her locker, "And I don't get why - if you care about someone like family are supposed to then you tell them the truth, you don't keep secrets" Allison said with a shake of the head and Kayla frowned, trying to keep a neutral look plastered on her face - they all were keeping secrets from Allison and Kayla knew when she found out, which would be soon, she would be so far beyond pissed at the lot of them.
"Yeah, I know - it's always better to know than not to know" She told Allison, feeling bad for saying that when she was deliberately telling lies to Allison but it wasn't her secret to tell - it was up to Scott and her parents, not one of her friends, right?
"So, what did your mom keep from you?" Allison inquired, finishing closing her locker and turning around to stare at her.
Okay, she had told Stiles - mainly because he was there - and confided in him but could she do the same to Allison? She knew she could trust her friend but Kayla had always had a problem with opening up and talking about her 'problems' - and what if, when, Allison found out about werewolves she would hate her because she was Peter's biological daughter, the judgment from those that knew would probably never end, because she was the bastard child of a frigging psychotic Alpha.
"Oh, uh..." Luckily she was cut off by Lydia's shrill voice as she flounced over to them, a very unhappy look plastered on her face.
"Can you believe Jackson? He's strutting about this school as though our break-up meant nothing to him - and I know I meant something to him, I mean something to everyone" Lydia opened up as a form of greeting, giving a deliberate roll of her eyes. Allison and Kayla shared a look.
"Lydia... Jackson's an ass - I'm sorry, but he is - and you can do way better than him" Kayla said, shrugging slightly and sending Allison a 'help' look - she wasn't so good at the whole 'girl' thing so when people break up, what do you do? Allison sent her a smirk before placing her hands on Lydia's shoulders.
"You're Lydia Martin, okay? When do you let a guy like Jackson Whitmore belittle you?" Allison smirked, obviously trying to make Lydia feel better about herself, and it seemed to work because Lydia nodded determinedly, a sudden fierceness lighting up her eyes.
"You know what Allison Argent? You're right" Lydia exclaimed, "I can be so much better than any other girl he decides to fawn over and I'll show him what he's missing out on so he comes back, begging for more" Lydia said, a hard note in her voice that showed she was scheming something, before looking up at the two of them with a bright smile, a complete contrast to five seconds before, "Want to go shopping later? I need cheering up"
"No" Kayla said immediately before Allison could speak up, "I've been shopping with you before when you demanded I go on that god awful date and it was the worst two hours of my life"
"Dramatic much?" Lydia said, twirling a strand of strawberry blonde hair around her finger, "But I think it will be incredibly beneficial - especially considering you're the only one out of us with an actual boyfriend" Lydia pointed up, "Which, I still find ridiculous by the way, how come you have a boyfriend and I don't?" Lydia asked with a frown, as if she couldn't grasp the idea.
"I don't know Lydia" Kayla chuckled, sharing an amused glance with Allison just as the older woman receptionist walked up to them, glasses perched at the end of her nose.
"Ah, Miss Hale, I'm glad I found you" She said relieved and Kayla frowned, looking at Allison and Lydia in confusion, "Our tannoy system is down for the day but your dad is here to see you" And that snapped Kayla out of her staring - no, no way, no - not at school with her friends, friends that were incredibly delicate right now, and she felt the colour draining from her face.
"W-What?" She managed to get out, feeling her heart rate increase.
"Your dad sweetie - he says it urgent, you can just head to the office and meet him" The receptionist replied kindly before walking away, leaving the three friends standing there in astonishment.
"I thought your dad was dead" Lydia piped up, frowning and Kayla saw Allison nudge her to shut her up.
"He is" Kayla replied faintly, "Yeah, this is the family problems I was talking about" She directed the last bit to Allison, adjusting her messenger bag and taking a deep breath - Peter wouldn't do anything at school right? That would be incredibly stupid of him and if there was one thing Peter was, it wasn't stupid - he was smart and cunning, that's for sure.
"I'll be back...maybe" She said faintly, about to walk away but turned back around to face her two friends - Peter was planning something so that meant staying as close to her very human friends as possible - "Actually, on second thought - I will go shopping just... wait for me after school, yeah?"
Lydia clapped happily, sending her a pleased look, "Now that is what I'm talking about - you won't regret it" Lydia smiled as Allison sent her a concerned look, biting her lip and looking like she wanted to say something, but Kayla turned around and strode towards the office, clenching and unclenching her fists nervously - she did not want to see Peter, not now, not ever, but apparently fate had other plans.
She nodded to the receptionist before walking out of the front door, looking around for Peter. And she spotted him, not far off but what she saw made her gape - what the hell? Derek was standing beside him, looking quite at ease, as though... they had a truce? No way.
"What the hell" Kayla muttered, "Derek" She exclaimed, striding over to them angrily, "What in god's name are you doing with him?" She demanded, crossing her arms and avoiding looking at Peter, instead choosing to glare at Derek.
"Since Derek realised the true meaning of family Kayla - something I was hoping you would too" Peter answered for him, tilting his head to the side curiously.
"You wouldn't know the true meaning of family if it bit you in the ass" Kayla snapped, resisting the temptation to smack him, "Have you forgotten that he killed your sister? That he killed Laura in cold blood or is that just no big deal" Kayla glared at Derek as she asked him, anger bubbling in her chest. Derek's jaw clenched, his eyes turning suspiciously glassy as he gave her a very pointed look and Kayla realised what was happening - Derek was up to something, she had no idea what, but he had a plan - she needed to trust him.
"Now now Kayla, put those kitty kat claws away before you scratch someone's' eyes out" Peter tsked her, sending her an unreadable look. Kayla just shot him a look before rolling her eyes and getting prepared to walk away, fed up with this bullshit, but Peter grabbed her arm, halting her.
"Ah... I see it's healing quite nicely" He commented, inspecting her wrist curiously underneath all the bangles Kayla had unwillingly put on this morning to cover up the wound, "This will be an experiment that's results I will be very interested to see" He told her with a smirk and Kayla pulled her arm away roughly, hating the fact that he touched her.
"Don't touch me" She growled, taking a few steps backwards.
Peter just smiled at her in that creepy way, like he enjoyed getting under her skin, "Kayla... you're going to join Derek and I - it's the least you could do after everything. Help take revenge on those that murdered your own flesh and blood - help us" He told her, eyes wide as he explained gleefully, and Kayla shook her head immediately.
"No way in hell would I ever help you" She snarled, wanting nothing more than to wipe that smug look off his face.
"Okay then" Peter relented, and Kayla's mouth opened in shock - would he really give up that easily? "I'll make things simpler for you" He proposed and Kayla scoffed, of course he wouldn't give up that easily, she felt stupid just thinking he would, "You don't do as I want, as what your own father wants you to do then... I'll give your boyfriend the bite" He said, and both she and Derek whipped their heads in Peter's direction in shock.
"Y-You wouldn't" Kayla stated, trying to call him out on his bluff.
"Wouldn't I? Just try me" He challenged, eyes turning red as Kayla exhaled loudly, running a hand through her hair - what the hell was she supposed to do now?
A.N) Sorry I didn't update yesterday but I hope you all enjoyed this next instalment and I would appreciate any feedback at all, like seriously, I will love you all so please review! peace out! x :)