The Downpour.
Curly Fries. [Chapter Twenty-Five]
Takes place in Season Two, Episode One (Omega) of MTV's Teen Wolf.
Emily shuddered, the violent smell of death (AKA Jackson) hitting her like they were a sack of bricks. "Can you not smell that?" Emily muttered, looking rather perplexed at Derek's rather neutral expression. Derek shook his head.
"Nah, all I can really smell is a mixture of our sex and sweaty school kids. Nothing really new." Emily rolled her eyes, walking on ahead.
"Jackson's in the bathroom. Can you handle entering with a girl without looking suspicious?" Emily asked slyly, nudging her arm against Derek's as he caught up effortlessly with her.
"Of course. People around here don't know me."
"You were once a fugitive, people still quiver in terror at the mention of your name."
"Once a fugitive." Derek echoes slowly, trying to put across his point. Emily rolled her eyes, opening the school doors.
"It doesn't matter. Some people think that the last time you were in this school was to kill four unnamed teens." Derek scoffed, shaking his head.
"That's ridiculous. The last time I as in this school was when I was with Peter and he harmlessly threatened Scott to join him." Emily stopped dead in her tracks, looking back at Derek with a strange look.
"Harmlessly? You both left him on the floor, writhing in pain. I would hardly call that harmless."
"We didn't kill him."
"Is that your excuse for redemption?" Emily asked accusingly. She didn't kill Derek and he holds it high over her head, but when he doesn't kill Scott, everything's fine and dandy? Bull fucking shit. "Because you could be lying in a pool of your own dried up blood, but I didn't kill you. You don't kill Scott –twice might I add! –but it's okay, because he wasn't actually dead." Emily exhaled loudly through her nose, turning to the boys bathroom. "Geez, men." She grumbled, slowly tip toeing in quietly. Derek followed her in, not really caring about the noise he was making. Derek followed Emily, standing so close behind her that he was practically treading on her heels. Emily wanted so bad to turn around and slap him upside the head, but she was being secretive. There was no time for that. Later, she promised herself. Emily knocked on the cubicle door twice before standing back, trying to at least give Jackson a little space.
"Oh, I'm fine, Danny. Just go back to class." From behind the door, Emily heard Jackson pulling some more tissues out of that dispenser that holds toilet roll. She never liked those things. Emily roled her eyes impatiently, knocking on the door again. "Just give me a second, okay?" Derek stepped forward, jiggling the door. Emily looked at the back of his head in disbelief. Did he seriously think that technique would work? "I said give me a freakin' second!" Derek cracked his knuckled, before unscrewing the lock with his claws. When the screws were out, he opened the door, pulling Jackson out by the collar and shoving him into the wall behind Emily. "Derek." Jackson noted before turning to Emily sourly. "This is the boys' bathroom." He stated dryly, glaring at her bitterly.
"Really? Could've fooled me, I am surrounded by two sissy's after all…" Derek shot her a glance from the corner of his eye, and it wasn't that one that gave her butterflies, it was the one that clearly told her to 'shut the hell up, before I shut you up. Permanently'. Derek took a step forward and listened to Jackson's heart rate pick up with inner satisfaction. Good, let him be scared.
"You're looking a little pale there, Jackson. You feeling okay?" Derek reached forward, brushing Jackson' shoulder mockingly. Jackson quickly retaliated by shoving Derek's arm off of him.
"Never better."
"If something's wrong, I need to know. You're with me now." Emily grinned at the amount of jokes she could make with that.
"Wait –With you? Me with –With you?" Derek stood up a little taller, making Emily roll her eyes.
"What a way to reject, Jackson. I'm sure Derek will go home and weep into his pillow at his massive loss. I'm sure you two would've made a fantastic couple, now come on Derek, let's go." Emily tugged at Derek's arm, but he just shook her off.
"What am I, your little pet? I mean, just because you gave me 'The Bite' doesn't mean I'm part of your little wolf pack. Sorry, but to be honest, you don't exactly show outstanding leadership qualities."
"Is that so?" Emily didn't think she had seen Derek smile so much around other people in the entire time that they had known each other, which was just over a month and a half. Wow. They got on far too fast.
"Look, I've got my own agenda. Which doesn't involve running around the woods at night, howling at the moon with you, Evans and McCall, okay?"
"Not a werewolf." Emily muttered, but neither Jackson or Derek paid attention.
"So why don't you just back the fu –" Derek turned Jackson's head to the side quickly, staring at the black goop slowly pouring out the side of his ear. Jackson looked into the mirror with horror. "What is it? What's happening?"
"Body's fighting the bite." Derek reached an arm back, lightly pushing Emily away from Jackson. He kept his arm in front of her as he walked cautiously around Jackson, taking her with him.
"Why?" Jackson demanded, looking at Derek through the mirror.
"I don't know."
"What does it mean?" Jackson demanded. Derek shook his head slightly, pushing Emily back more roughly. She stumbled a bit, but got the message nonetheless that Derek wanted her out of there as quickly as possible. She left the boys' bathroom in time to hear Jackson yell in frustration "What does it mean?"
Derek was out two seconds later, looking highly confused and slightly worried. "What's happening to him? Why is his body reacting that way? Is he dying?" Emily asked quickly. Derek shook his head.
"I –I don't know, uh, I'll call you later, okay?" Not giving her time to ask anymore questions, Derek pressed his lips lightly to hers. The shock alone was enough to silence her. What the hell was he playing at? "I'll call you." He murmured. Emily blinked a few times, an in that few seconds, Derek had left the building.
What the actual hell had gotten into Derek Hale?
/ / /
"Well, did you enjoy the kiss?" Kayla asked, doodling what appeared to be a half shark, half dog on her English notebook. Emily shrugged.
"To be honest, I was a bit to shocked to even comprehend my feelings. I –I don't get why he kissed me, we were just interrogating Jackson in the bathroom, for crying out loud. I wasn't giving him any signals, was I?" Kayla looked at Emily uncertainly.
"I thought you said you two had sex in the back of his car in the middle of the woods, like three hours ago?" Emily went a dark shade of red.
"Uh, yeah." She muttered, bashfully.
"Isn't that a pretty big signal right there? Like, you two fucked in the back of his car, were you trying to send off the vibe that you don't want to date him while sucking and or riding on his dick? Hell, I bet the poor guy is all lonely, jacking off to the smell of sex –"
"Okay, I am going to stop you right there." Emily hissed, stomping hard on Kayla's toes underneath the table. Kayla screeched, jumping a foot in the air, both her knees banging against the cafeteria table. The noise attracted a lot of strange looks and once again, for the second time, Emily went beet red. Kayla had the decency to wait until all the attention that was on them had been averted before talking again.
"Do you like him that way? Now, be honest. I can't help you if you're not honest." Kayla picked one of her curly fries and chucked it at Emily, hitting her square in the forehead. Emily frowned, did she like Derek like that? Sure, they're mates and all, but did she harbour any real feelings towards him? Did it really matter? Kayla sighed at Emily's blank look. "How do you feel when you're around him? Like, explain everything. From the thoughts in your head, the uncontrollable need to smile and the tingles in your lady parts. Okay, that's a little bit more easier to explain.
"Uh, my hands get all sweaty. When he does this thing, like glances at me from the corner of his eye when we're driving there's like billions of butterflies doing somersaults, cartwheels, round-off's, you name it, they're probably doing it. His smile, which he doesn't do very often, literally sends chills up my spine. I –I can't seem to focus whenever he's around, that's bad for my studying, you know. I dunno, Kaylz." Kayla scrunched up her nose in fake disgust.
"Ew! My best friend is in love with Derek Hale! Pass me a bucket while I throw up all my insides." Emily spluttered, looking at Kayla in utter confusion. It was official, Kayla had lost her mind.
"I am not in love with him. I –I guess I just like him." Emily sighed, banging her head lightly against the table. "I have a crush on Derek Hale. Oh, almighty Lord above us! Please, please, help me!" Emily wailed quietly into the table.
"You know, usually the best friend is supposed to insist that they are actually in love with the boy, but this is Derek, I think I'll be able to live with you having a crush on him." Emily lifted her head up slightly to peer at Kayla.
"I am so thankful that I have your blessing." Emily muttered dryly. Kayla smirked, flipping her hair behind her back.
"Onto important matters, is he any good at sex? I'd say in the bedroom, but in his burned down house and then in his car don't seem all that classy." Emily groaned quietly, really regretting spilling her guts out to Kayla at the start of lunch. Which was half an hour ago. She still had to endure another hour. "Come on," Kayla egged Emily on "tell me all about it. I haven't had sex since my sisters weeding and it's really taking a toll on me. Enlighten me about your prudish ways. Did you make him do it under the covers so he couldn't see your body completely naked?" Kayla let out a loud laugh. "Did you keep your shirt on? Make him fuck you in the dark?"
"No, actually. It was pretty fantastic. I'm not a complete prude, you know." Kayla smirked.
"Oh, I know. A certain little birdy told me that when in the bedroom, you get all frustrated and needy, he also told me that you give fantastic blow jobs." Emily felt her heart skip a beat. Peter? Had Peter seeked Kayla out and told her all about Emily? She was beginning to think that it was a little suspicious that she hadn't asked why she never went to their final winter formal that they would ever attend together, ever. Did Peter tell her that Kate had her locked up underneath the Hale house, chained to a wall, sitting in a dog basket? "What's wrong? Was Josh not meant to tell me that?" Emily let out a sigh of relief. It was Josh, not Peter.
"Well, uh, I dunno, I guess not. I just never really expected him to. And coming out of your mouth, I guess it just shocked me a little bit." Kayla grinned broadly.
"Go on then, tell me all about yours and Hale's sexual adventures." Emily looked at Kayla with raised eyebrows.
"Uh, no? Isn't it a little weird hearing about my sex life while you're eating curly fries?" God, Emily just wanted Kayla to drop the subject.
"What, do you not shave or wax down there?" Kayla smirked, shoving three fries into her mouth with a small snicker. Emily's mouth slowly dropped open in shock.
"I –I wasn't implying that your fries were, uh, you know." Kayla barked out a laugh, looking across the table at Emily in admiration.
"Oh, Emmy, I was pulling on your tail. I know what you meant, but I just love seeing you get all flustered. It's something I'm actually good at." Emily glowered over at her momentarily before something caught her attention. A young boy, probably a Freshmen or a Sophomore by the looks of it, had just walked into the cafeteria, his head ducked down low, a dark purple bruise on his left eye and he smelled vaguely of Derek. Kayla looked at Emily puzzled before looking over her shoulder to see who or what Emily was staring at. "What's up? Why has he caught your attention? This isn't some love at first sight voodoo, is it?" Emily stood up abruptly, ignoring what Kayla had just asked.
"I'll be a back in a minute." She muttered as she walked over to the curly haired boy. She roughly grabbed him by the arm, tugging him out of everyone's sight. He squawked and squeaked as Emily towed him to an empty hallway.
"What the Hell!" He cried as Emily shoved him roughly into a wall. He looked absolutely terrified. So terrified that he was literally shaking, seriously, he was like a baby Chihuahua. Emily shook her head, refocusing her thoughts. Derek. She reminded herself, he smells of Derek. "Wh –What do you want from me?" He whimpered.
"Who are you?" The boy looked up at her rather perplexed.
"You just grabbed me out of the hall, not knowing who I was?" He asked slowly.
"Yeah, it's part of a project. Drag someone into an empty corridor and see if they shake like a Chihuahua. Congratulations! You're in the lead." Emily bit sarcastically. "Now, are you going to answer my question or am I going to have to force it out of you?"
"Isaac!" He yelped, cowering further into the wall behind him. "I –I'm Isaac Lahey!"
"Good job on finally answering question one of as many questions I fucking want to ask you. Here comes round two; How the hell do you know Derek Hale?" Isaac's eyes widened sufficiently more.
"I –I don't know who you're –"
"Answer me, Lahey!" Emily yelled, pressing her forearm further into his chest.
"I- I'm sorry, I –I really can't talk about –Okay, okay! He –He offered me something!"
"Drugs?"
"No, something, something different." Emily quickly took her arm off him.
"Did he offer to bite you?" She asked quietly. Isaac scrambled to stand up taller, breathing heavily. He slowly nodded, running a hand down his face.
"You –you're one of them, aren't you? A hunter? Are –Are you going to kill me?" Emily snorted, shaking her head.
"Please, if I as a hunter would've I been able to literally smell Derek on you?" Isaac looked at her, frowning.
"Is –Is this a trick question? He –He didn't mention a girl being a werewolf." Emily shook her head.
"No, I'm not a werewolf. What did he tell you, by the way?" Emily asked, seriously considering knocking Derek out multiple times, Alpha or not.
"The basics, I guess. That it would make me stronger, faster, physically better." Isaac answered. Emily frowned at his certainty, his stammer was completely gone and he didn't even look nervous. "Of course, he told me about the hunters and how they might try and kill me once a month, but would that really matter? I mean, I'll be better at lacrosse –I'm on the team, you know. Well, you probably didn't know, I always warm the bench during games. Derek, he told me that the last Alpha bit Scott McCall and that's why he suddenly got so good. I –I want that to happen to me. I'm sick of sitting on the side lines, letting everyone walk all over me, I've had enough."
"Motivational." Emily muttered dryly. "So I guess that you're accepting it or has he already sunk his smug fucking canines into your flesh?"
"I'm planning on accepting after school and practise." Isaac smirked. Emily shuddered slightly; he was so different than he was a few minutes ago. A few minutes ago he was a shaky little puppy, now he's acting and looking like a smug little asshole. "Who are you?"
"I'm going to accompany you when you accept the bite with Derek. I know him rather well, very well actually, and quite frankly, he's in need of a few punches to the head. Maybe that will help him retrieve his missing brain cells that he lost when he asked you of all people to become a werewolf." Isaac glared at her, puffing out his chest a little. Complete dick.
"I don't remember asking for your assistance –"
"Well, Lahey, you're gonna have to suck it up because I am coming." Isaac sighed in defeat, seeing that he couldn't circle his way around her. "And I'm Emily, Derek's –"
"Girlfriend. I remember him mentioning you. He said something about a girl called Emily that I go to school with that's his girlfriend and that she's 'something'. I thought he meant that in that coupley way, but no He actually meant that you are something! A supernatural something!" Emily slapped her hand over Isaac's mouth, glaring at him.
"Stop screeching like a banshee, people have ears and they can't know about this." Isaac nodded behind her hand and slowly, Emily removed them form his mouth.
"Can you drive?" Emily shook her head. "I can't either. How do you feel about sitting on the handlebars of my bike?"
"Uh, pretty uncertain but why the hell not? Not like I could die, right?" Emily snickered quetly at her joke.
"Uh, no, I'm actually quite a good cyclist." Emily frowned, that was probably the best joke she had told in a while and nobody that understood her situation was there? Her luck was on top form.
"I'll take your word." Emily mumbled. "I'll go home, change and then come meet you, alright?" Emily out a black sharpie from her back pocket (you never know when you need a pen and your bag's not around), took Isaac's hand and scribbled her number on his palm. "Get this in your phone as soon as and then text me." Emily smiled, recapping the pen. "Oh, and I really am sorry for scaring you, I just sort of freaked out. I'll see you later, okay?" Isaac nodded dumbly, his mouth slightly agape.
Had a pretty girl, who was dating his soon-to-be-Alpha, just written her number on his hand willingly? Well, it wasn't like he had forced a girl to give them her number, but she just did it without him asking. Isaac Lahey was taking big steps today, big steps indeed.
Short, I know but I like it how it is. I might have a chapter up later, considering that it is still pretty early, but I'm not promising anything. Has poor Derek made up their non-existent relationship in his head? Maybe that was why he kissed her, because of that fake relationship that he constructed with his mate in his head. Poor boy. But she opnly admitted to having a crush on him, so that's kind of cute. I see loads of car sex, plain sex, anger sex, kissing, making-out and lovers quarrels in the near future for them two, I really do. I really enjoyed introducing Isaac, that was rather fun. The next chapter should be, if I can remember correctly, Kate's funeral! Hooray. Also, Kayla was back in this chapter! I haven't written her in ages, she has to be one of my favourite characters in this story.
I love, love, love, love all your wonderful reviews! 52 already! This is honestly so amazing! You guys are utterly fantastical!