II
WARNING
Silence, emptiness is all what remains, and a tear strays below the cheek, the snarl, the scream and the fear cold to the bones, and that endless darkness, so thick and broad and loud that´s is almost alive, a heartbeat and a nothing, gasp and sob and silence again and then the blackness is above and below and into him and the red sharp lights.
Stiles startles in his bed taking out the quilt, it was so real so disturbing, every thirty minutes or so it happens, he can´t help it he´s terrified, he comes out of bed the screech of the wood beneath his feet makes him shiver he´s scared he is, yet he´s so tired the last three days have been so rough, nightmares always nightmares with those eyes, at least he´s not crazy he knows that Allison saw them too. Stiles walks toward the bathroom washes his face look back toward his room, the sun is rising there are still a couple of hours left before school but maybe is better to stay awake again he can´t handle it he´s frightened of sleeping. Stares at his reflection in the mirror the dark shapes beneath his eyes are redder and darken that before he hasn´t sleep at all since they saw that thing whatever it was he needs to go back to his bed, he needs to or else he might get sick and he can´t get his dad concerned about him he can´t, Stiles slides the mirror´s and takes the Prozac held it in his hand he needs to sleep he needs to smile he needs to be normal, Stiles takes a pill and swallows.
…
Her scream wakes her up, luckily Allison is in her bed, laying in her nightgown below the blanket she´s fine she´s safe, it was just a bad dream like the other before that one, and the one before, god she´s so tired it is stupid she´s always been so tough, she´s never be afraid of anything, she hates to feel so helpless but it all what happens in her nightmares, she´s a frightened little girl awaiting for those eyes for come, at least she wasn´t crazy Stiles saw them too, she is sure of it they saw them right after she was telling him about that thing she feels in her hand everything they touch or see each other in the hands, that uneasy and uncomfortable feeling, that spark that makes her feel scared and hurt, maybe Stiles could have seem the eyes too but she´s definitely losing her mind.
"Allison?" Her dad´s voice says. Allison slightly moves her head toward the door and finds him staring at her concerned, his lips white they the tension in his jaw.
"Dad" She greets with a fake smile.
"Are you fine honey?" He mutters a crest in his brows.
"Yeah, I´m fine I just had a nightmare that´s all" She explains getting off of bed.
"Well it´s still early" He hints.
"No, I wouldn´t be able to sleep anyway" She affirms getting out of bed, she has to prepare breakfast for him now that he´s already awake, why he´s awake this early anyway? When Allison heads the door to get into the bathroom her father gently takes her chin in his hands at look straight at her eyes, exanimating them, he knows she´s been having sleep troubles but doesn´t know the reason, she can´t tell him that she went out with Stiles without his permission.
…
Physics hour is endless, besides the fact the Allison is sitting next to Stiles they don´t exchange glances or anything, haven´t talk much since the rave, just casual things like the wheatear or Harris's quiz tests but she can see it in his eyes he´s tired no exhausted, and like she he´s afraid of sleeping and go back there into the woods where he´s helpless against the darkness, the cold and those wrathful red eyes.
When the lunch´s hour bell rings Allison startles in her seat and notices that Stiles does too, they´re confused until they understand that their class is already over, she picks up her things and heads to the door, the room is almost empty he joins her in the door and start walking toward the cafeteria. Allison stares at the long line to buy lunch and sighs she´s not angry anyway, luckily there are still many rows of empty tables so she picks one, her arms above, she´s so tired, so dizzy, she flickers and right after Stiles is in front of her carrying to trays of lunch, he puts one next to her, it contains mashed potatoes a steak, a green apple and a coffee mug.
"Stiles" She frowns.
"You need to wake up, we have math in half hour, drink the coffee first" He says politely taking a sip of his cup. "This is stupid" Complains.
"You have been having sleeping troubles too, I know you do" He points out after noticing that Allison keep staring at her plate stunned, She nods confused, Allison can´t recall when was the last time she met someone who cared about her beside her dad.
"This is stupid" She mutters. "I don´t even can´t remember well what happened but everything I close my eyes I…" She cuts herself dry.
"See that thing" Stiles finishes for her, "It's weird and scary and I´m tired of not sleeping, I have finally started sleeping again after mom´s, but know…"
"There you are" Lydia´s voice´s says sitting next to them followed by Jackson, who seems a little crestfallen too. "Everyone has been acting weird since the rave"
"Everyone?" Allison and Stiles says at once, why? Has anyone else seem that thing? She´s not too perceptive but hasn´t noticed that there were people beside her and Stiles that were frightened, so she drift her eyes around the cafeteria and see it, many people are sad, not scared, not terrified just sad.
"I don´t know why everybody is making a big deal of it" Lydia says sharply, "No one knew the guy"
"He could have been any of us" Jackson chastise her, "We were all in there, and then he´s dead, slashed, it's too disturbing, and he has some friends in this school, many of them are right now in his school attending his memorial"
"Wait what do you mean by slashed? Wasn´t it an overdose?" Allison says frowning and notices that Stiles gasps next to her. Jackson looks both sides and then stretches his neck toward them to speak in an almost inaudible voice.
"No, I work in the radio station after school, no because I need the money I just need this town to learn anything about music" He explains.
"No one cares, skip to the butchery part" Lydia says bossily.
"The guy´s family are really pissed off about the overdose version so they came to the station two days ago to ask to clear up the boy´s name, but my boss said he couldn´t do that"
"Apparently the sheriff has something to do with it"
"What do you mean?" Stiles says gaping.
"My boss told me what happened" "It was an animal, they don´t know which, but it cut the guy´s ankle so he couldn´t ran off and them slashed his throat"
Stiles and Allison exchange glances, it could have been them.
"The cops found the body two hours later and then scariest thing is…"
"Wait a second they didn´t found it right after the rave?" Lydia says scowling, "It means that…"
"He was dead before the party started" Allison finishes.
"Yup, but the scariest thing is that when they found it, the body was intact" He hints with mystery in his voice, Allison hears Stiles gasp and look toward him, there is something in his eyes, he knows what Jackson is talking about, she´s sure of it.
"No other animal was interested in his meat, not even flies, there wasn´t poison in his body or anything else, it´s like the animals respected that the corpse didn´t belonged to them"
"Or maybe they was too scared to even approach" Allison mutters, her lower lips is wobbling.
"I don´t know, but anyway, they cops are right now looking in the woods they even told this guy Brad to stay in a hotel in town while they search, they are doing their best trying to find that thing before it heads to the city" Jackson hisses and Allison´s necks hair stands. "You can´t tell anyone" warms them.
"Don't worry they won´t tell anything, look at them they´re already terrified" Lydia chuckles and stares at they both.
"Why are you so frightened anyway?" Jackson frowns and look straight at them.
Allison hesitates, she wants to say that they saw that thing, that she´s terrified that it wasn´t any kind of animal that they have already seem, that it was dangerous, but how could she explain that they didn´t actually seen it, that it was just it eyes, but was enough to give her the three most scariest nights in her life, who could she explain that she just wants her dad to finish the building to leave the town and never come back and that she feels so guilty for not listening to her him and attending the party.
"We saw it" Stiles murmurs, and Allison´s hearts skip a beat.
"What do you mean?" Lydia arches her brows.
"I… I mean… us" Stiles tries to say.
"It wasn´t like any kind of animal that can be found in Beacon Hills" Allison startles after finding out that those words actually came out of her mouth, they haven´t talk about it yet but she can see in Stiles eyes that he confirms her statement, it wasn´t like any other animal they have seem in zoos, neither TV.
"Or anywhere else" Stiles trails off his eyes distant, he´s seeing it again Allison is sure of it and shudder just to think about it.
"What do you mean?" Jackson asks and his eyes are shining now with greed. "Do you mean you saw the Bigfoot?"
"No… definitely no" Allison waves away and Stiles and her chuckles.
"But it was a humanoid doesn´t it?" Lydia says looking at both stunned and Stiles nods absently.
"This can be the story of the year, for the first time in ages something actually happens in this forsaken town" Jackson says excitedly, Allison is not sure if he´s mocking on them but after examining his expression she confirms that he believes them, and the rest the school wants to know what it is, because then she notices everyone is staring at them shocked except for Isaac, the boy with the bluish eyes that cut Allison´s and Scott chatting the other day, he´s not looking at them the same way the others, instead of watching at their table as if they were crazy he´s scrutinizing them to be more specific her, or Stiles she´s not sure which of them but his eyes don´t miss a movement of their lips as if he could read them because definitely he´s unable to heard them considering how far they are from him.
"We have to go to the woods after school, I´ll bring my camera" Jackson says and there is again the greed in his eyes.
"No way" Lydia denies shocked.
"Don´t count on me, gotta help Scott with his classes" Stiles explains continuing with his eating, and then Allison recalls, she haven´t eat at all so she takes a sip of her coffee and a spoonful of the smashes potatoes but them she regrets it, she dizzy, exhausted, frightened and gagging.
"Do you guys wanna my lunch? I think I´m gonna throw up" She says taking another sip of coffee to calm her stomach.
"Don´t look at me I´m vegan" Jackson says with disgust.
"You need to eat anything, you feel sick because you haven't" Stiles explains taking the apple from the tray and offering it to her. "Eat" almost orders, Allison hesitates and takes it, when their fingers touch the spark hits them again, they both look at each other gaping but quickly wave the thought away, Allison bites the apple, the sweet and acid juicy streams down the corner of her lips then she swallows hard and smiles he´s right.
"How´s Scott anyway?" She asks.
"He´s better, my dad blames the coach, he told him that maybe he should leave the team but Scott doesn´t want to hear about it" Stiles says with concern and the bells rings again and they to go back class.
…
Melissa was getting tired of being in the sheriff office doing paperwork, how many years she has been there doing nothing? And all because of Carl, that bastard, if she would have been a little stronger if would have being braver Scott wouldn´t have suffered that much and she wouldn´t be ridiculed by her team, the sheriff and the whole town, That´s why when her boss offered her to join the search party in the woods she haven´t think twice, they´re now looking for the creature, in complete silence her gun in hand in case she has to fire to whatever it is causing so much trouble in the woods, many of the her team thinks it is a wildcat but that doesn´t make any sense to her, the cuts in the boy´s and the deer, the claws that jabbed their skin must be gigantic it is frightening and thrilling at the same time if she´s the one catching the best she might be promoted to detective she´s sure of it.
She pass rows and rows of trees at some points they are so thick that even now in autumn so spots are so dark that she needs her flashlight, god how mad were those boys, doing a party in there in the middle of the night, what the hell were they thinking? Luckily Scott was sick at home or else he could have go in there and end… She can´t even think about it, nothing happened that what really imports to her. When she reaches the cliff before the lake decides to walk back until she finds a shadow five hundred feet at her right, her heart skip a beat, her hand reaches the radio but then she think twice if she do it herself if she… Melissa moves a slow pace but not to slow to let it scape, until she hears a stick creaks and the shadow moves again, she hurls up chasing it, squinting until she finds out that it's a human form that walks away from her.
"Police! Please stop" She says and the shadow obey, is looking at the back of a man with a green wool coat, short brown hair, when he turns to meet her she see a man of 40 maybe more with bottle green eyes that…
"Longshot?" Melissa hisses stunned, as he squints at her.
"Mel?" Chris Argent gasps shocked.
"Oh my god! When you came back?" She says approaching him.
"A few weeks ago" He says ashamed.
"And you haven´t stopped by home to say hi" She chastise him.
"Um… I´m sorry I´ve been too busy with a construction and so other things" He replies blushing.
"You´re a terrible friend, Stilinski is back too" She smirks.
"He left?" Chris frowns.
"Oh, you didn´t heard?" Melissa frowns.
"What?" Chris Argent´s face get pale.
"Alice died" Melissa mutters with resentment.
"Oh my god" He grimaces, "How did she?"
"Cancer" Melissa says hoarsely and then she reminds what´s she doing in there in the first place.
"Oh my god! You can´t be here, we´re tracking a creature that´s being murdering deer" She hurries to say. "It's not safe being in here" Chris look at her confused, at her gun and then look at his back as if maybe the creature were behind him.
"I you sure you don´t want company?" He asks arching a brow and she smiles.
"Maybe for dinner" She hints.
"Your place?" He asks grinning.
"Yeah I can make pasta, now go if you don´t want to lose your head in hands of a psycho cat" She chuckles.
"Whatever you say officer" Chris grins once more and heads out of the woods.
….
Allison stands after her final class, she´s been more bored than usual luckily she had been able to sleep a bit because Mrs. Greenberg is usually very absent in class, she constantly forgets what´s she´s doing so have to restart the whole lesson, and Allison just fell asleep without noticing and fortunately no nightmares haunted her this time. She takes her backpack and heads the crowded door, why her dad have to work in the afternoons? She hates taking the bus with the freshmen, why her dad can´t get her a car? She´s not being whimsical about it, they have enough money and she doesn´t need an expensive one just four tires and a steering wheel, maybe she can ask Stiles to give her a ride, she needs to talk to him anyway, ask him what was all that nodding when Lydia asked about the humanoid shape of the animal, they didn´t actually see it just its eyes but something inside her thinks he´s right that maybe it has human shape after all that´s the only way to explain how tall it was. He spots him yawning in addressing the door.
"Stiles" She hisses.
"Oh he Allison" He says a little groggy he has been sleeping too in class.
"I was wondering if you maybe…" She starts.
"There you are" Lydia says standing before them. "Look what I´ve found"
Allison and Stiles stare at Lydia´s hands which are holding an old yearbook, it´s blue with silver letters Beacon Hill´s high 1978, Allison stares back at Lydia confused.
"Sometimes the girls and I help cleaning the old classrooms to make the work easier for the janitor so a couple hours ago I got some girls to help me clean up a little and they found this, and we opened it to laugh a little about the haircuts and then…" Lydia opens the book the bottom facing Allison, the sheets flies before her eyes, clubs, teams, random people, and funny haircuts and outfits, she can´t help but chuckle, then when Lydia stops Allison gasps covering her mouth with her hand.
"Those are my parents" She says, thought they look so much younger in the picture Allison recognizes them right away, they both laugh at the camera holding each other, her mother even though have that hilarious hair she is still as beautiful as Allison recalled her, auburn hair, long lashes and red lips, her cheeks Allison loved her mother´s cheeks pinky and rounded.
"I couldn't believe it when I saw it" Lydia continues.
"Why? Didn´t I told you my family used to live here?" Allison frowns.
"No" Lydia shakes her head, "Your dad is longshot Argent"
"Who?" Stiles says confused.
"Longshot Argent" Lydia repeats, "When the school still had budget for the archery team your dad was the best of the best, they said he could hit a penny with an arrow at 500 feet away"
"My dad?" Allison frowns, "He can´t cut a carrot without taking part of his thumb" Chuckles.
"But that´s his name below doesn´t?" Lydia points below the picture and Allison reads Archery Team 1978 and among the names she finds Christopher Argent and beneath it is the handwritten word longshot. When Allison detaches her face from the year book Stiles gasps.
"Stiles?" Allison frowns looking at him, his eyes are wide his mouth a big gap.
"My parents are there too" He mutters.
"Where?" Allison asks, both she and Lydia scan the archery team picture but they are unable to find anyone alike them or the last name Stilinski in it.
"There" Stiles says pointing at the picture below, then both girls stare at the chemistry´s club picture and in seconds they found stiles parents.
"Oh my god your mom is so beautiful" Allison says looking at the picture and them at him.
"You look so much like her" Lydia smiles at Stiles but Allison sees the dark shades in his eyes as he struggle to smirk.
Allison puts her eyes back, Stiles´ mom was a short and skinny woman, the same brown eyes that her son has, pale skin with soft coral shapes in her cheeks, long straight hair to her waist, she is surrounded by two men with glasses, one white and short straw hair, and green eyes, the other is a black boy with wide smile carrying a books some of biology, other with and odd symbol that Allison thinks must be about old runes, physics, chemistry, math, and yet he has enough space in his broad arms to hold Stiles´ mom hand while they were taking the picture.
"So our parents met at high school" Allison grins at Stiles.
"Do you guys mind if I keep it?" Stiles asks eyes still on the photograph, both girls nods with a smile.
"So you wanna try?" Lydia hints and Allison and Stiles frowns at her.
"What do you mean?"
"Well if you can shoot like your dad" Lydia explains, "I think I song so old bows somewhere in that classroom"
"Um….I don't know I´m just good with Martials" Allison explains.
"You know self-defense?" Stiles squints at her as if it was the first time he was looking at her.
"Yeah why?" She asks casually until she understands, why she didn´t used in the woods? What was all that about defending the weak? Allison is so ashamed right now, but how she could? It was dark and they didn´t know what they were facing, but must admit that the first reason is that she was too scared to do anything, and what her dad taught her was just for fun not to hit terrifying creatures in the woods in the middle of the night.
Before Allison notices they are following Lydia down the corridors, how many always they have already passed? The school was bigger than Allison though and now they were landing and in an area that seems abandoned, there is dust, is a little dark, the only light is a flickering one before the room Lydia is guiding them.
"What is this place?" Allison asks.
"Is the old school" Stiles explains and Allison stares at him shocked, then she recalls he used to live there until not so long.
"They´re thinking about upgrade them" Lydia explains. "So the rest of the cheerios and I´ve been cleaning since two days ago, come" says and opens the door, they enter in a small room covered with dust and spider-webs all over, it has just a brown desk and a chair, behind it is a long wood locker, Lydia approaches it.
"I knew I´ve seen them somewhere" Lydia cries excitedly opening the locker, Allison´s heart skips a beat, her father had a nickname she didn´t hear of before, he is and archer and know how to shoots arrows like anyone else or at least he did once, why he never told her, archery sounds so much fun, they could have practiced it instead of spending all Sundays for the past ten years watching horror movies, then she recalls the picture it was something he used to do with her mom, it was after all the time they met and fell in love, maybe it was too painful for him to talk about it, suddenly Allison ends up convincing herself that it is a bad idea. Lydia slides open the locker and the door behind them knocks, Allison jumps on her feet grip Stiles´ arm, they all turn their necks toward the door across the ajar they see a glimpse of golden hair and then she recognizes Isaac´s face looking at them suspiciously, his eyes fixed on Lydia then swift straight to her and Stiles.
"What are you guys doing here?" He asks, his voice soft and gentle his eyes stern and still on them.
"Hey Pete" Lydia says with a smirk, "Just came to take some things before they demolish all the place" explains.
"But what?" He starts confused. "Never mind, I just wanted to talk to you in private" Says.
"Oh, ok no problem I just have to…" Lydia is saying when he stops her.
"I wasn´t talking about you" He says without looking at her and then Allison recalls the lunch hour in the cafeteria. Stiles has a crest in his brows.
"Just a minute" Isaac says, Stiles walks outside the room as confused as them.
"What was all that?" Lydia ask frowning.
"I don´t know maybe he wants to know how´s Scott" Allison says thoughtful.
"Oh, yeah, well should visit him later" Lydia suggest at the time opens again the locker´s door and takes a long wood bow and a quiver and stares at Allison. "Are you ready" Says excited.
"This is stupid Lydia, I haven´t seem a real bow in my life" Allison chuckles.
"Come on it´s gonna be fun" Lydia replies handling her the quiver, it has ten long blackwood arrows crowned at the end with feathers in the other edge is a sharp silver head Allison stares at it amazed it glimpses and she smirks, looks back at Lydia as she offers her the bow, Allison takes it and it is lighter and longer than what she was expecting, the wood is slim and curved it centers a little bolder with an arrow shelf comfortable at grip, the string seems weak yet it is strong when Allison tries it´s elasticity. A thrill run through her body waking her up she wants to shot an arrow.
"Ready?" Lydia asks with a smile, Allison nods and her friend wave her to follow, when they open the door find the hallway empty, where Stiles and Isaac are? Instead to walk back their steps Lydia guides her down the corridor where there are rusty double doors like the ones at the entrance, Lydia opens it a Allison walks outside with her, suddenly they´re facing the woods, Allison swallows and suddenly she and Stiles and her are running in the darkness for their lives.
"Lydia, maybe it isn´t a good idea" Allison starts.
"Come one, don´t be silly it´s daylight" Lydia tries to calm her.
"Lydia it isn´t a ghost" Allison reproaches with a smirk, her hands grip tight the handle of the bow and she press her lips together. They walk to the line and cross, Allison thought that the next time she entered the woods she might have a panic attack but the truth is that she´s not as frightened as she thought, Lydia is right nothing would show up in daylight and if it do they would finally see that it is just a deer or something, but the dead boy….
"Here" Lydia says approaching an ascent where are piles of rocks then she shoves her hand in her pockets and takes a penny.
"You´re kidding" Allison glares at her.
"Let´s try, it will be fun I´m tired of waiting for Jackson while he´s in practice" Lydia complains as she puts the coin on its side on top of a plain rock and walk back to Allison, then they walk back, Allison counts the steps and hers Lydia murmuring something she´s really calculating 500 feet, that´s ridiculous she´s not even able to see the coin anymore and she´s sure they´re just 100 feet away more or less yet Lydia keeps muttering for herself as they walks until she stops a takes an arrow from Allison´s back and marks a pine behind them.
"Here, this is the place" She says excitedly, Allison glares at her but Lydia ignores her. "Come on do it" Encourages her. Allison breaths out powerless, they had to get out of there quickly if the police finds them in there they might get in trouble so Allison takes an arrow from the quiver, breaths in placing it between the handle and the string between her index and middle finger pulls back and squint toward the rock long away and high in the terrain, then she breaths out and shots.
….
Stiles steps inside the classroom Isaac indicated him, his heart rushing, he feels like he´s about to get his ass kicked, he breaths in before Isaac comes inside and looks through the door ajar hoping Allison and Lydia followed them, but they didn´t. they all alone are inside an old classroom covered by deep layers of dust, the tiles are almost invisible for his eyes with every step he takes a big cloud rises and covers him, Stiles sneezes loudly and more and more dust lifts until he stumbles with a desk and falls to the ground, then stands embarrassed the dirt all over his face and hair, he´s nose prickling once more he´s about to sneeze again when he feel a hand covering half his face.
"Cheers" Isaac mutters and releases Stiles.
"Thank you" He says calming down while the guy wipes the dust out of his head.
"You are a mess" Isaac laughs while he takes the dust out of him, and Stiles´ cheeks burns, when he ends up he rises a hand and place it in the wall next to Stiles´ face, he´s trapped, he swallows.
"What´s that?" Asks taking the yearbook from Stiles´ hands his index finger still in the chemistry's club page, he tries to hold it back but he takes it anyway, Isaac look at the pictures and a devilish smile curves the corner of the straight line of his pressed lips, then scoffs, what he´s looking at?
"This is your mom?" Asks frowning, Stiles nod. "She is beautiful"
"I know" Stiles replies sharply, his mother was beautiful was.
"You have her eyes" Mumbles and stares at his eyes handling him the yearbook back.
"I´m Isaac by the way" Mutters with a brief smile his eyes fixed straight in him as if he were trying to find something.
"Um… Yeah I know" Stiles scoffs, Isaac frowns.
"Do you?" Says scowling, "What´s your name?
"I´m Sti…"
Can I call you monkey?"
Stiles chokes after hearing that and glares at him.
"What? Why monkey? No, I have just one nickname and it is Stiles" He grunts.
Isaac looks up to the ceiling scratching his chin with his free hand like if he were considering an offer.
"I don´t know, I don´t like Stiles, and you´re short and clumsy and funny… like a monkey" Isaac says chuckling at Stiles stares at him stunned, what the hell is all that?
"Well monkey, I couldn´t help noticing that you and Scott are…close…" He lets out sternly at the end of the sentence.
"Yeah he´s my best friend" Stiles says casually.
"How is he?" Isaac asks, Stiles is hoping to see him happy to know that Scott is homesick so he can be the captain a little longer but he doesn´t get that look, actually he seems really worried.
"He´s fine, he´ll be back in school in a couple of days" Explains passing below Isaac´s arm to walk straight to the door but then he feels a hard grip in his shirt that takes him back to his place against the wall, Isaac eyes fixed on his, leaning close to him.
"I heard what you were planning in lunch, about getting into the woods" Mutters in deep voice and Stiles heart pounds hard against his ribs.
"No you didn´t" Stiles challenges.
"Yes I did" Isaac says harshly.
"No you couldn´t you were like a half…"
"I heard you monkey, enough" He cuts. "Look, the wood is a dangerous place right now, you don´t want to get hurt don´t you?" He mumbles with sharp eyes on the boy and Stiles feels a shiver running down his spine.
"But I didn´t even…"
"Just… stay out of trouble ok? I don´t want you to get hurt" He says gently his eyes softening, Stiles can see his concern in them, but why? And his hand is still tightly gripping his shirt´s neck almost furiously, then Isaac takes a deep breath over his face and lets him go, gracefully walking toward the door.
"Wait" Stiles stops him shocked.
"What?" Isaac asks tilting his head back to look at him.
"You were threatening or flirting with me?" Stiles says chuckling, he just couldn´t menace him that gently. Isaac stares at him grimacing for half a second with a thoughtful expression.
"Choose one" Says with a smirk before leaving the classroom.
...
The ring bells and Scott roll his eyes, he´s bed is warm he doesn´t want to get out of it, he´s almost nude below the blanket and the autumn air is so crisp outside, the bell rings once more and he damns, gets out of bed shivering only wearing a pair of socks and his underwear, heads the drawers to take a shirt and a pants, it´s almost empty most of the cloths doesn´t fit him anymore with his mom being busy at work and him sick the house was a total mess, Scott looks around the room trying to find his team´s shirt but can´t find it, the ring buzzes and he spot a pair of pants from the chair in from of his desk shoves his feet and walks downstairs, when he opens the door he finds himself facing a guy, that guy he knew him from somewhere.
"Hey Scott" He grins at him, and then he recalls a short part of the party, he´s Isaac´s friend what was his name?
"Do you remember me? I´m Derek" The guy says and the Scott nods, how he could blackout that way in the rave? He didn´t took a drop of alcohol yet he´s unable to recall most of the night, or even how he ended up in the woods in the first place.
"Yeah, sorry, I´m just a little dizzy that´s all" Scott excuses, "So, what´s up dude?
"Um I just heard that you were sick and recall that your game is a few days away"
"Yeah, the coach found the way to delayed a while until I´m getting better"
"He must have his odds on you" Derek points out and Scott blushes.
"Yeah I think"
"Anyway, I came by because Isaac told me that you where nose bleeding for exceeding with the training" Explains.
"Yeah my doctor says so" Scott recalls the moment he woke up covered in blood he was shocked he cried, cried so hard and when his mother found him, he really thought that the blood was someone else´s he really thought, he still can´t believe how relief he feels that it was his blood that it was his.
"So I brought this to you, see it used to happen to me too" Derek explains
"Really?" He wasn´t aware of how common it was, was it?
"Yeah, all the time our coach was an ass too and most of us ended up in the hospital by end of season for bleeding in the games" Derek snorts and takes out of his leather jacket a bottle with a dense and purplish liquid inside with some pieces that seemed like roots and leaves from god knows which plants.
"What´s that?" Asks.
"Just something I found in internet when I was still playing, it help me survive the games and training" Derek says handling it to him Scott hesitates and takes the bottle in his hands it is hot.
"It doesn´t contain alcohol doesn´t it? Because I might get kick out of the team" Says warily
"Don´t worry it's just plants, it will help to feel better" Derek says eyes fixed on him, there´s something fishy about it he doesn´t know why but he feels like he´s lying to him.
"See" Derek takes the bottle from his hand and take a sip from.
"It doesn´t taste as bad as it looks, and I still take it sometimes it helps my endurance" Smirks and gives him the bottle.
"I gotta go now, but if you want to make it effective take at least to glass any day" Says offering him his hands to shake his.
"Good luck at the game" says and heads off.
…
Stiles heads back into the archery´s storage and finds it empty, where could Allison and Lydia be? He thought that maybe if they weren´t to follow him and Isaac at least could wait for him worst friends ever, he turns back to the door and then he recalls they were talking about getting Allison into practicing with a real bow, that was the reason they were there in the first place they wouldn´t definitely go without trying it, it sounds awesome after all but were they could be practicing? The surrounding ancient classroom are abandoned, closed or too short, maybe they are in the Lacrosse field, no they can´t the team is in there, then they are… No that is stupid Allison wouldn´t get back in the woods after all what happened to them or could she? Maybe she is braver than he thinks, maybe he´s freaking out because she´s braver than him.
Stiles looks around the hall and then finds a door at them half open, was it that way when they came there? He approaches the door, thought the gap he can spot some trees so yeah they´re in the woods smart Allison, smart, he complains to himself, maybe he should get back and leave them there, but he can´t do that they might waiting for him so he gets out of the door and hesitates a second before entering, to his surprise he´s not wailing or fleeing, the woods aren´t scary in daylight, that´s what upset him most of the rave´s night, he used to go into the woods with Scott all the time when they were younger, he never was afraid, but now, now is different he can´t let a random god knows what take that from him, Stiles keeps walking and them hears Lydia´s voice a few feet ahead so keeps walking getting used to the sticks creaking beneath his feet until he finds them in a glade, Allison aiming to a rock hundreds of feet away from them.
"What are you doing?" He asks and Allison lets out a cry, her arrow flying from her grip and hitting the ground lamely not long from her, she reach the quiver in her shoulder with her right hand, probably trying to get another arrow but it´s empty, she desists and looks at him.
"I thought I could do it" She says with anger, seems frustrated, sweat dripping from her forehead. "See? I told you I couldn´t"
"Come one, don´t be so hard with yourself, this is the first time you ever try a bow" Lydia says consoling.
"She´s right, I´m sure they didn´t name your dad longshot in the first day" Stiles assures.
"It´s not like I´m doing it again anyway" She says as she picking the arrows from the floor, yet Stiles is able to see a gleam in her eyes, they shine she fells frustrated but encouraged, he smirks.
"You´re going to see Scott?" Lydia asks helping Allison get the remaining arrows.
"Yeah why?"
"Can we go with you? I´m tired of waiting for Jackson after practice" complains.
"And I would like to see how´s he doing" Allison hisses and her dimples get marked by a slight smile.
"Yeah Sure" Lydia scoffs putting the last arrow in the quiver and they start walking back school"
"What Isaac wanted by the way?" Lydia asks frowning, Stiles miss a step and rolls down spitting leaves as he stands.
"I… I´m not sure, I think warm me" He says.
"About what?" Allison gasps.
"I don´t know he said we shouldn´t get into the woods" Stiles explains doubtful.
"He heard us talking in lunch?" Lydia asks stunned.
"Impossible he was too far away" Allison points out.
"Then someone else must have heard and told him" Lydia adds. "But why he´s interested anyway?"
"Because maybe he knows what´s hidden inside the woods" Allison murmurs. And Stiles realizes, she´s right how he couldn´t see it before while Isaac was warning him? Stiles gaps Isaac knows about the thing in the woods and whatever it might be, he doesn´t want them to find out
…...
Allison feels like a robber when Stiles stops his jeep´s engine in front of a house downtown near school, they get down and without knocking the door he just opens it. Allison hesitates when he beckons to them to follow him, she´s not used to visit friends or host people in her house, she and her dad had always been so shut-in just them, of course that now Allison knows that her dad kept things even from her, don´t telling her about his nickname and its meaning, he didn´t kill anyone though, maybe she´s overreacting she´s just hurt from not telling her, no for no teaching her, it was so fun, even though she couldn´t shot straight a single arrow she felt happy, and strong and eerily comfortable, maybe because it is in her blood that thing, that… spark? That tells her who she is and what she´s capable of even though she definitely sucks in archery, but she can learn right? She can. She blinks, she doesn´t remember getting into the house but her forearm aches so Lydia probably dragged her in, they are now on a wooden floor in the house´s second story it´s a hallway not much to say lime wallpaper yellow skirting they are in front of a white door, Stiles doesn´t knocks just tugs it in and steps inside.
"Hey dude" He greets as he waves them to get in, Lydia and she get inside the narrow bedroom when she hears a gasp and then stop Scott sitting onto a unmade bed shirtless staring at her, his amber eyes´ pupils dilated as he hasn´t seen sunlight for a while.
"Wha… wha… Stiles why you didn´t tell me we would have company?" He chastises with a glare at his friend then swifts his eyes back to her gentle and unease now, she feels her stomach empty her heart in her ears, and manage to smile at him, he´s, the way he looks at her it's so…
"You´re so lucky you didn´t have to attend Mrs. Greenberg´s class today" Stiles complains as he sits next to him getting his notebook in his lap.
"Scott?"
Allison blinks and hits reality, she´s has been unconsciously staring straight at his eyes, how embarrassing.
"Stiles? Did you bring your chemistry notes?" Lydia suddenly says.
"Yeah why?"
"I need you to explain me something" She says with a voice tune that alerts Allison.
"Me? But you´re the smartest gir…" He starts and then moans like a wounded animal, probably Lydia hit him in the shin because when he´s stands there is this limp in his walking as he approaches her in the desk.
"Um… I..." Allison smiles, she can feel her cheeks burning below, "I think I could help you with your homework if you need"
Scott silently nods and make room for her next to him, Allison takes out her backpack and neatly sits next to him, feeling the blood running every inch of her body, he can feel it, can feel Stiles and Lydia´s eyes on her, like if they planned that, she hates them, they´re so childish, she blushes.
"You have work in your history´s essay?" He asks, his voice a whisper.
"Um... yeah, I did it yesterday" She says relaxing her cheek´s muscles.
"You would mind to checkup mine? The coach is concerned about my grades and he´s being a little stubborn about it" He mutters ashamed.
"Of course, no problem" She replies politely, as he takes his laptop from the bedside table and handles it to her, it has and open document with some pages speaking about renaissance, she starts reading in silence, then feels the air being displace from back, and she knows it, he´s just a few inches behind her, she can fee his breath trickling her shoulder blades, it´s moist and warm, distracting, and Lydia´s and Stiles staring at her, she´s going to kill them, she´s going to learn how to shot an arrow properly and then they´re gonna regret it, she wants to grunt, no growl at them like an animal, specially Scott and his mint breath that doesn´t let her concentrate she´s being reading the first paragraph over and over the past fifteen minutes, then it happens, the snarl, the growl the cry and moan of her stomach, and then she recalls she haven´t ate in the whole but the apple Stiles got her for lunch.
"Oh my god I´m so sorry" She says wishing she could dig a hole and hide forever but they´re in a second story after all, their eyes, if she was being paranoid before well she isn´t know, they´re definitely watching at her, Allison closes her eyes tilts down her face.
"Don´t be" Scott says unease, why he´s ashamed anyway?
"I told you to eat" Stiles says with a snicker.
"He did" Lydia agrees.
"Don´t worry, I can cook for you, I…. I…would you like a sandwich?" Scott offers, and Allison blushes why she can´t just die?
"No… you´re sick, you must rest" She says biting her lower lip.
"I´m fine" Scott chuckles. "I´ve been fine for days now I don´t get why Mr. S doesn´t let me go school yet" complains as he stands, "Come on I´ll cook something for you" Says with a smile taking her by the hand to guide her downstairs, Allison stands a follows him, what´s she doing? She doesn't know that guy at all just that night in the woods but her stomach is trickling, trickling harder, she´s hungry, or maybe… it is something else.
…
"They´re gone" Lydia points out, at the time her mobile phone rings. She picks the call and starts talking, argues with the person who call her, probably Jackson, but Stiles can´t pay attention about what she´s saying he´s too busy staring at her red painted lips, as the way the move with every word she says or yells he´s not quite sure, there´s only buzzing in his ear, the lower bounces with every word, her perfect denture sweeps her pink tongue as it touch her mouth, then she shuts the call.
"He´s an asshole" She says sharply.
"What happened?" Stiles asks.
"He´s angry because I didn´t wait for him" She breaths out.
"He´s already out? What time is it?" Stiles stands on he´s feet.
"5 o´clock" Lydia adds casually,
good it´s not too late, he have to make dinner, at that moment he gets a text from his dad, "It´s Thursday, meet you there at seven" he knows what it means, they used to go to the same restaurant on Thursday and ask for a pizza, the owners were friends with his grandparents so they used to give them extra chees and salami in their other, then they get back home and they watched a movie, but his dad has double shift tonight so he might stay just for dinner, so why to bother to drive there? And then he understands the reason, why to not bother?
"Stiles?" Lydia says and he gets back to reality.
"Anyway he stills wants to go to the wood"
"What? No!" Stiles says shocked. "I told you Isaac doesn´t wants us there"
"So what he doesn´t own the woods or anything" Lydia frowns. "Maybe there´s isn´t any Bigfoot or whatever maybe it´s just Isaac disguised trying to scare people" She chuckles.
"Why he would do that?" Stiles arches his brow, "It doesn´t have sense"
"It´s almost Halloween Stiles, people act like crazy in this season"
"So you think he´s the one killing people?" Stiles asks and shiver, Isaac doesn´t look like a serial killer, he´s a teenager for Christ sake, he can´t be, but then how he knows?
"I don´t care I have to go anyway, Jackson it´s really pissed off because I didn´t tell him I was coming over, he´s a total jerk" She scoffs. "Wanna check if they´re making out already?" Asks mischievously. They walk down the stairs, and sneak to the dinner room from where they stare toward the kitchen hiding behind a wall, Allison is sitting in the table before the oven eating a sandwich listening to Scott who suddenly started rambling, he´s nervous Stiles smirks.
"No you don´t want to hear it" He says with a brief smile.
"Why not?" Allison frowns.
"It´s kinda disgusting, and you´re eating" He says in a mutter.
"Oh don't worry, I live alone with my dad and he loves horror movies, I´m used to blood" She smiles at him, bat her eyes, her long lashes touch and her eyes shine when she opens them again, Scott bits his lips as he wants so say something, and Allison might think he wants a taste because she offers him a bite, and he slightly stands, the meet their eyes they stare at each other for seconds and Stiles can feel Lydia struggling to not burst in laughs, then the sandwich slides down from Allison´s hand onto the plate and they but startle getting back to their places.
"It´s just that, I took a sip and felt like the blood was about to coming out again, but after a second I felt really good"
"So he wasn´t lying after all" Allison points out.
"Yeah, I mean Derek it´s a cool guy but you can´t trust in strangers right? So I wasn´t sure about it"
"Derek?" Stiles mutters but not low enough because seconds later Scott is standing before them.
"Stiles what are you doing there?" Scott asks frowning, Allison killing him and Lydia with her gaze.
"Um… We were hungry too" He trails off. "Anyway, you´re friend with that Brad guy?" Stiles frowns.
"Yeah so what?" Scott says confused.
"I don´t know Scott, I don't like that guy, he´s kinda creepy and you say he brought you alcohol or something?"
"No, it´s just medicine" Scott contradicts.
"Did my dad told you that you need medicine?" Stiles frowns knowing the answer beforehand.
"No but… I want to feel fine Stiles, I want to play in the game I´m the captain I can´t be sick" He complains.
"Um… guys I have to go… Jackson is already at his home getting ready for tonight´s hike" Lydia says standing before them.
"Hike?" Allison says suspiciously
"Yeah, we´re going to shoot our paranormal activity porn video tonight in the woods" She scoffs.
"You´re seriously planning on searching for that thing?" Allison inquires with anger.
"Yeah, just because you two are too scared to go doesn´t mean we´re not coming"
"What are you talking about?" Scott asks.
"Jackson wants to take a footage of the thing in the woods" Stiles explains and his stomach jumps in his stomach.
"Come on, don´t be such a pussy, if you don´t go and find what it is you´ll live afraid forever" Lydia points out, Stiles swifts his eyes toward Allison and she has the same look that he probably has, maybe, maybe Lydia is right how long they would be bearing it? Wouldn´t enter in the woods anymore? And what for? Because of some deer?
"You can´t go if my mom catches you if you´ll get in trouble" Scott advices.
"She won´t know because you´re not gonna tell her right?" Lydia says. "Anyway it will be just half an hour probably, Jackson will get bored and then we´ll go after a pizza, it´s almost dinner anyway"
Allison stumbles on her seat.
"What? My dad is gonna be at home anytime" She says her lip wobbling.
….
Luckily Stiles can drive fast when it´s needed so, in ten minutes Allison is getting down his jeep, twenty more later her dad is opening the front door, the chops are already fried and the vegetables cooked, Allison sighs, takes a plate from the pantry and starts pouring the sauce, but her dad instead of walking into the kitchen jogs upstairs taking out his cot.
"Dad?" Allison ask frowning.
"Yeah honey?" His muffled voice says from the shower.
"Have to work late night?"
"Um... No"
She sits onto his beige quilt while she awaits for him to get out of the bathroom, when he does she notices he have shaved.
"Oh my god you have a date" She says standing.
"Um… Allison…" He starts. "It´s not a date, I´m just dinning with an old friend, that´s all"
"Is she coming over? I haven´t cooked enough" She says biting her lower lip, "Maybe if…"
"Allison" Her dad tries to calm her.
"It´s not a date, and no one is coming over, I just need to hang out, forget about work, I´m sorry I should have tell you before, think I just forgot about it"
He addresses the drawers and picks a shirt and a pair of pants, too casual for him, he´s totally messing it out.
"Dad, it´s fine" She says with a smile.
"It´s been 10 years already, I totally understand, I really do" She smirks once more even though she´s feeling a little sad inside, but she must understand, she have to understand that her needs someone in his life besides her, and isn´t this what she wanted after all?
"Thanks honey" He says hoarsely.
"But is not a date"
Allison chuckles and gets out of the room at the time her phone starts ringing.
…
Someone knocks the door, hasn´t his dad told him to wait for him in the restaurant? Stiles finishes wiping the plate and jogs toward the door, and there before him is Jackson and then he understands what is going on.
"Jackson" He gasps.
"What?" He frowns at him.
"What are you doing here?"
"We came to encourage you" The guy say and Stiles looks behind him at the entrance, from his Volvo´s windows he spots Allison and Lydia waving at him.
"Allison?" He mutter, you traitor
"Come one" Jackson says, "Don´t you wanna lose your fear to the coyote that you guys probably saw in the woods?"
"Ah coyote? Really?" Stiles frowns. "Do you get that coyote's doesn´t…."
"Just get your ass to the woods and everything is gonna be fine" Jackson says as he roll his eyes.
"Fine" Stiles grunts taking his keys out of his pocket, as Jackson walks back toward his car, before getting into his jeep Stiles walks toward them.
"If we die in the woods I´m gonna make sure none of you rest in the afterlife" Says with a glare striding toward his car, can´t believe Allison actually went, maybe that´s the reason that piss him more, he has to go to not look like a coward and because he doesn´t want her to get hurt, maybe he should tell Scott to go with them, but he need to rest and if they get caught by the police his mom would get in trouble because of him.
…
"Longshot you came" Melissa says as she step aside to let him in, she takes his coat at let it in the rack.
"How are you?" She asks.
"I´m fine, what about you?" He replies as he handles her a bottle of wine.
"Just fine, finally got a real case" Complains. "Where Allison? Why didn´t you bring her?"
"She´s at a friend´s house studying" He explains, he sits and Melissa walks into the kitchen to take the pasta, maybe she call Scott to sit with them, he must be feeling better by now, but she doesn´t want to push him, he´s been having a hard time with school, getting sick and being the captain maybe she just let him rest, in other hand she could call Stiles and his dad to join them, it must be hard for the boy to cook for his dad every day, she takes the phone and calls to the hospital, a nurse picks the call and when she asks for Doctor Stilinski she says he´s out for dinner, Melissa walks toward the window and glance at Stilinski´s place, all lights are turned off, maybe they are having dinner outside, Melissa takes the plates and starts serving a dinner for two and sighs.
….
They step inside at the same time, all lights out so Jackson turns up the light of his camera, instantly a spot in the woods gets bright, Stiles feels a wave on anxiety taking over him, looks at Allison in the dim reflected light and knows she´s not feeling better than him, this is a bad idea.
"This is Jackson Whittemore" Jackson says pointing the camera at his face. "And tonight we´re looking for Bigfoot, Yeti, or whatever is making this city a little more interesting" Snorts.
"Is not funny" Stiles mutters, they start walking toward the place where Allison and him saw the eyes for the first time, the cold wind blows making them shiver, a whistle that gives Goosebumps, it's all right he mutters for himself, Stiles just concentrates in keep walking it was going to be over soon Jackson would get bored and won´t be afraid of look like a coward in front of his friends, his friends, where the hell were his friends?
"Allison" He says loud but not much. "Lydia! Jackson!" How the hell they split apart? He´s starting to think that the woods are alive that they shift every time they´re there, he´s blind once more like that day, his pulse accelerates, the thing might be there, looking at him from any those threes Stiles looks around and steps back a twig screeches beneath his feet and he startles fall on his back letting out a gasp, he needs to get out of there, he needs to.
"Stiles" Hears a voice near him.
"I´m here" Shouts hoping they were closer than the eyes, he rolls and stands and see the light of the camera approaching him, runs toward them and stumbles with a root, Isaac is right he´s too clumsy.
"Are you ok?" Lydia asks hurrying to help him stand.
"I´m fine"
"How the hell you got lost?" Allison says.
"I don´t know I just…"
"What´s that?" Jackson asks swaying the light blinding Stiles for a second, his heart skips a beat what? What have Jackson see? Stiles phone starts ringing.
"It´s a shirt" Lydia says kneeling to grab the cloth in which Stiles is standing, Jackson points the camera at it, is one of the Lacrosse´s team uniform, a white tee with a white wolf painting on it or at least a part because it is ragged by…
"Those are claws?" Allison says pointing at the cuts.
"And blood stains" Lydia adds, her lips wobbling.
Stiles phone rings again.
"Hello?" Says.
"Stiles where are you?" His dad voice asks. Shit.
"Dad Um…. I´m on my way… I didn´t answer because I´m driving and you know it´s dangerous"
"Come on son hurry up, I must be back at work in less than an hour" His dad complains, and Stiles cuts the call.
"I gotta go" Says
"What? Why?" The others asks.
"I´m sorry have dinner with my dad" He says pretending being angry. "I wish I could stay, anyway I think I should keep the shirt Scott´s mom is an officer maybe they can use it"
"Um… No it´s useful for our project" Jackson replies.
"You won´t just giving it to him, he´s right the police needs to know about it" Lydia says bossily, Stiles takes the shirt and waves away, running out of the woods, fleeing from that place, how relieved he feels, he gets into the street near the school where is car is parked, a team´s uniform? Why? And whose it belonged? Where that player hurt? He hasn´t heard about anyone else getting hurt because of the party, then he chuckles those uniforms have the player´s name in the back, Stiles turns the ragged cloth and reads the word Lahey above the number 05 in the back of the team´s uniform.
….
"Maybe we should go" Allison says, she´s starting to feel a little nervous now that Stiles is gone.
"No way we finally found something" Jackson replies.
"I don´t know it isn´t a good idea" Allison mutters.
"You´re not seeing the big picture don´t you?" Lydia asks and Allison stares at her shadow in the darkness, she is pretty sure her friend is smiling with her smart-ass face right now.
"That shirt… it was from one of the guys in our school"
"Yeah so what?" Jackson says frowning.
"That someone else was attacked and survived" Allison points out. "Maybe Isaac…"
"That´s exactly what I was thinking Lydia says"
"What are you doing here?" Says a voice, and they jump Jackson drops the camera, Allison hearts starts pounding at her ears so loudly that probably the whole town must be hearing it by now, a dark shape approaches them and grabs the camera from the floor.
"Are you ok?" Derek Hale frowns at them.
"Dude you scared the hell out of us" Jackson reproaches.
"Um… I´m sorry I just went to pick up a few things from my house" He says with a grin, is he laughing at them?
"Anyway, you shouldn´t be here, the police told me there is a wild animal in the woods no one can enter until they catch it" Explains. "Come one, I´ll drive you home"
Allison, Lydia and Jackson exchange glances, she knows her friends wants to stay a little longer but they won´t if someone else knows they´re in there they might get in trouble, if Derek decides to call the police…. Allison is the first to join him, and notices he´s carrying at box of supplies so she knows he´s not being lying, then Lydia steps next to her and Jackson have to give up he won´t stay alone, he knows it is an stupid idea, they start they´re way back to the streets and then she notices that Derek is splitting in another direction, his car might be somewhere else, shit she thinks, she has no car, Stiles is already gone and Lydia and Jackson have already entered in their porn mode back them.
"Need a ride?" Derek asks when he´s a few feet away, Allison would like to say no, she could walk or pick a cab but if she doesn´t get it at time? Her dad would kill her if he finds she walked back home, so she nods, waves goodbye Lydia and Jackson and follows Derek out of the woods.
….
"I´m sorry, I´m sorry" Stiles says sitting in front of his dad in the red and uncomfortable cushions in the restaurant, the air is hotter to be warm and smell like lasagna, he smiles it is the first time in a long time that something is so familiar and yet the longing doesn´t hurt, instead, it makes him happy, he almost can see his mom next to him, firing paper balls to him to him with a straw, and his dad furrowing his brow and then laughing, they were happy. His dad is grinning right now, maybe he´s recalling too those days.
"It´s all right, but I had to eat because it's almost time for my shift" Explains. Stiles glance at the table a half pizza is waiting for him.
"I can´t eat all that" Stiles chuckles.
"Take some for Scott them" His dad suggest and then Stiles eyes must had shade because his dad frowns at him.
"Are the things right between you two?" Ask concerned, and Stiles recalls their arguing that afternoon, it was silly a tiny thing but they haven´t have any of those ever, well not ever but haven´t happened since they were seven or eight he can´t remember.
"No, It´s just that Scott is like a total different person" He gasps taking a piece of pizza.
"It´s normal you boys are growing up, people change, and he´s been really stressed with the school the training…"
"Yeah, maybe it´s just that" Then he recalls, "Speaking of friends" adds taking the yearbook from his backpack. "Look what I´ve found" His dad stares at the yearbook and gaps and then laughs, that´s the night Stiles hears for the first time how his parents met.
….
When Derek stops the car, she knows she´s in trouble, how stupid she have been, her dad is standing outside the house still as a stone grimacing.
"Um… Hi dad…"
"Get in now!" He grunts.
"But…"
"NOW" Allison lets out a low cry of surprise and looks back to Derek standing next to her and apologizes to him with her eyes, then pass by her dad without looking at him and stares from inside at them.
"The woods are a dangerous place, you shouldn´t let her wandering around especially in the night" Derek says his blue eyes fixed on his dad.
"I´ll keep that in mind" Her father grunts.
"Have a good night sir" Derek says getting into his car and driving away, Allison steps back and falls in her ass when her dad opens the door, she hasn´t see him that way before his eyes.
"What the hell Allison!" He growls.
"Dad I´m…"
"A liar!" He says furiously.
"It´s not like that, let me explain you"
"It´s that your boyfriend?" He asks angrily, tears climb to her eyes, her sight turns blurry and numb.
"No dad, I was with my friends I swear"
"What the hell were you thinking? In the woods? At night? I don´t want you to see him ever again"
"Dad"
"I´m serious Allison" He warms her dangerously walking upstairs and slamming the door behind her.
Allison dry her tears with the heel of her hand, she wants to go upstairs to her room she wants to be as apart as she can from her dad, he´s being so unfair with her again, every time it is about her social life he becomes a monster. Before she notices is in the basement lying in the old couch next to the pool table. Why he have to be that way? He can have friends, and dates and whatever he wants but she can´t just hang out with her friends? She isn´t dating Derek anyway, he´s handsome and all that but she likes Scott… She likes Scott? She´s so angry but yeah, she can afford to admit it she likes that stalker, she likes the way he looks at her, how he press his lips in a thin line when she´s around, but it doesn´t matter her father doesn´t want her to have friends, neither would let her have a boyfriend even if that boyfriend is Scot, she wants to run to get out of her house, to go away and never come back, her dad wanted to keep her locked down as if she was a criminal she so angry right now, she stands her fist clenched she´s the one who cleans so if she breaks something will regret it tomorrow so she grab the only thing she finds that can´t break of spill in the floor, her dad darts, and start throwing them to the board in the opposite wall imagine his dad face in the middle, she throws one, two, three, miss all her tries, and now she´s happy she could do her dad´s longshot in the woods because she doesn´t want be like him in anyway, breaths out she feels calmer now, it´s better get in bed and try to forget that awful day throws her last dart and approaches the stairs passing by the board to gap after noticing that her last try hit straight in the bull´s eye.
….
He had a good time with his dad, almost forgot how it feel to be happy in family, he knows his mom wasn´t there but it almost was as if she had, Stiles opens the door, shit he forgot to turn on the lights before getting out, but Jackson and the girls showed up so fast, and then he recalls, the shirt, the name Lahey written in the back, he´s sure he heard it before but where?, takes off his shoes and walks upstairs, get into his room and sits into his bed staring at the shirt, who is Lahey? He squeezes his mind but is unable to remember looks up and see a shadow in the door lurking is his imagination or its breathing? A pair of shinning ice-cold blue eyes flute open Stiles shrieks and back in his bed, whatever who is, is next to the door he won´t be able to get away unless he jumps from the window, his heart tries to get out from his mouth, it´s chocking him he´s out of breath, no is not his heart the eyes are now inches from him and his hand it´s pressing his throat, squeezing so thigh he´s starting to see white dots he can´t breathe he can´t…
"Listen to me boy" Says Derek´s rough boy. "I don't know who the hell you think you are"
"I don´t give a shit about it, but you and your friends better to stay out of the woods you hear me?"
Stiles tries to reply but there´s no air his lungs are burning he´s going to die, he can feel it, he´s going to die.
He nods.
"Good" Derek murmurs with deep voice and releases him.
The air enter into his lungs again, Stiles comes back to life, gasping stumbling backing toward the door, crawling on his ass while he coughs, he´s trying to get away from him as fast as he can but he can´t stand his legs won't stop trembling like jelly his brain is still too out of air to remember how to scream for help, so he keeps backing away staring at those deep and shiny ice- cold eyes until the wall hits his crown and he stands straightening helped by the wall, he reaches the switch, turns on the light and Derek is gone.