Part 2

It has been a week since Jackson barged into The Hale house and practically begged Derek Hale to change him into a werewolf. A week since he acted like a total asshole. Not only was I a ass, but my last comment I said to him about his house was a little cruel even for myself, and I wasn't stupid I could man up and admit I was an asshole. What I said was really cruel and I wasn't proud of it. I grew up in foster care, going from crappy home to another until I was adopted by the Whittmores. I was lucky to be born into a great family.

Jackson was going to go back to see Derek. He did in fact, say 'he'd be back'. He was going to go apologize, maybe send a 'I'm sorry I was an asshole gift'. He figured Derek would just crush whatever he gave him in his hand or under his shoe. Or maybe he'd laugh at him. So he decided against giving a derek a gift, he didn't want to ruin his pride even more.

Jackson was digging around in his locker, taking out a biology book along with a algebra book. He wasn't looking forward to either class? Especially math, he hated it. Jackson slammed his locker hard, then locked it up. Jackson turned around, saw Derek and let out a small gasp, which he was thankful he didn't scream like a girl.

Jackson cleared his throat, stood there and ran his hand thru his hair. "Derek."He said, placing his hand into his pocket. 'Nows your big chance to apologize dude.'he thought, clearing his throat again. "Hey what's up?"He snorted, couldn't believe that's what he said. He blushed, frowning when he felt his cheeks heat up, he glanced downwards. 'See I am trying. I didn't say one mean thing and I'm even looking down like a good boy. And wow just wow. Look up Jackson. Look up right now!'He thought, ignoring his little annoying voice inside and continuing to look downward at Derek's pants.

Jackson gulped as Derek grabbed him and pulling him inside the bathroom. He watched the alpha wolf glance around looking for watching eyes. He waited, and didn't have to wait long for Derek to get all scary Jackson held his breath till Derek shoved him against the wall, he then blew his breath out.

"Are you ready?"Derek asked, in a bored tone.

Jacksons eyes went wide at what Derek asked him. "What? You are going to."He said, glancing around to make sure that nobody could over hear him, which is stupid because Derek already checked the bathroom. He whispered,"You are going to bite me now?"

Jackson sighed loudly, running his hand through his hair. "What if someone overhears or something?"He asked. He knew the bite was going to hurt, he can't promise he won't scream like a little bitch. That would embarrass him and ruin his rep. "I've always been ready."He admitted, standing up straighter.

"Why are you nervous? Do you plan on screaming like a bitch?"Derek asked, amused. He shoved the male against the wall and stood closer to him. "Would you be embarrassed being seen with me Whittmore?"He asked.

Jackson gasped when Derek trapped him against the wall and his body. He blushed deep red and his heart started beating really fast when he heard Derek's husky voice. 'Was he planning on screaming? What kind of question was that and why was Derek's voice so husky?'he thought, inwardly scowling.

"I've never been bitten by a werewolf before."Jackson admitted and laughed,"Hell I've never even been bitten by a regular dog."He frowned. He has never had a dog before. "I can't promise that I'll be silent."he whispered, even though the way Derek asked him sounded like a different way. Like a sexual way?

Jackson eyed the wolf in front of he be embarrassed if someone caught him like this with Derek? Why though? They aren't making out. Jackson cleared his throat,"No I'm not afraid, nor would I be embarrassed if someone walked in here. I don't want to get you into trouble though."He admitted.

Derek snarled at the teenager in front of him. He put on a tough guy face, but it was really a front. Derek knew that Jackson was really terrified of him and it amused him. "You are such a wimpy brat Whittmore!"He chuckled, shaking his head. Derek then stopped laughing and his eyes glowed red as he glared at the younger male, shoving him against one of the walls.

Jackson gasped when Derek slammed him against one of the walls, inwardly wanting to slap himself when he felt his face heat up in a blush.'Wow he turned all wolf and let his eyes glow red. How hot is that?'He thought, shaking his head, glaring at Derek. 'DO shut up pretty boy!'He thought, with a sigh. 'Really Jax? You are blushing? This werewolf hates you and could get rid of you in a heartbeat and nobody would probably notice and you are blushing because you got shoved against a fucking wall? Really?' He thought to himself, not once showing off his true emotions to Derek. He took a deep breath, stayed put where he was at, not pulling away and glaring at Derek.

"Wimpy brat?"Jackson asked, snarling. "Scott is the wimpy brat, not me! Scott is the one fucking around with your hunters daughter. He is the one that would betray you in a fucking heartbeat Derek. Anything for his precious girlfriend, who would betray HIM in a heartbeat."He ranted, and sighed loudly. "How can you trust him over someone like me? He doesn't obey you, he disobeys you. He doesn't even want to be a werewolf. He hates you because its your fault that he will be stuck as a werewolf his whole life. Where I am practically BEGGING you to turn me into one damn it!"

"Why should I do anything that you beg me too if you can't even respect me? All you do is act like a little bitch!"Derek growled. "You would never follow any of my orders! You wouldn't ever do anything but disrespect me. Why would I want a little brat like you in my pack?"Derek sighed, "So far you have not proven to me why I would ever even consider welcoming you into my pack."

Jackson closed his eyes, took another deep breath wanting to calm himself down more. He turn opened up his blue eyes glaring at Derek, then made the mistake looking down Derek's body. He seriously could hit himself right then and there, hopefully Derek would do it and it would knock him out, because he was acting like a horny teenaged brat. 'You had to look down didn't you?'he thought, quickly looking back up towards Derek's red eyes. "I'm not one of your pups Derek, I don't 'have' to follow any orders right now. I don't even have to respect you. I am simply a teenaged boy, standing in front of you like a moron, begging you to change me."He sighed, pulling his hair slightly in frustration. "Amuse me then, what orders am I supposed to be following dearest alpha Derek Hale? How am I supposed to prove to you that I could be a great werewolf for your pack?"

"I meant what I said last week Jackson. In order for you to become a werewolf you must respect my three wishes."Derek said, clearing his throat.

'That was all I had to do? Those three simple things?'Jackson thought, 'Wait a minute being nice to Scott McCall was not easy.' Jackson ignored his bantering in his mind. "That is all that I need to do in order to become like you?"Jackson asked, frowning. "It doesn't seem too easy. I have never gotten along with Scott, even when he was a human I hated him. I hate him even more then I did before. It isn't like I ran to the cops and told on him to get rid of him though. That has to mean something, I also didn't turn you in."He sighed. "I could have."He added.

"I can't help that I have trust issues. I do not respect too many people. I don't trust many people either. I was let down as a child growing up, but I put my life back together. I am who I am now for all of the hard work that I put into it."He admitted. "The only people that I really respect somewhat are my parents, and I don't have a normal relationship with my parents as most kids my age do. I didn't even respect my ex girlfriend, nor did I trust her for a long time."He glared at the wolf, "And you haven't given my much reason to respect you either! All you do is threaten me and treat me like a little brat that needs to be spanked."He snorted, and ignored Derek's smirk on his face.

"As for being in your pack, I have no problem being in your pack. I'm not Scott. I don't need to go behind my packs back and sneak in the hunters house for some pussy."Jackson snorted. "I can't promise that any of these things will be easy for me. Its not like I can become BFF's with Scott McCall, just because you tell me that you don't want me picking fights with Scott. I can fight with him without turning wolf. I don't always throw punches, I'm not afraid to bitch at people when they piss me off instead of a physical fight. I know when the right time to fight with somebody is and when is not a right time. Him and I do go to school together after all. You can't expect us to have tea parties and become such great friends."

Derek snorted, "If I ever walk in on you having a tea party with Scott or anybody for that matter I will kill you myself Pretty Boy! I'll break both of your necks and dump you in the Beacon Lake."He rolled his eyes.

Jackson glared at Derek for calling him Pretty boy, ignoring his threat "Are you going to make all of your future little puppies follow these rules before they get to get turned? Or is it that you just like pissing me off and pushing me away so much?"He asked. 'He'd probably turn everyone else in a heartbeat, no question asked either.'He frowned inwardly.

Derek shrugged his shoulders, "We will see Jackson. I have no plan on turning anybody anytime soon. You are the one that keeps on begging me to turn you. I may decide not to have my other future werewolves follow rules. I have to force you to follow my orders because I know that its not something that you are used to. You are not capable of doing it!"Derek said, sighing. "And if you want something bad enough, then you are going to have to make me believe that you want it."He smirked at Jackson, gazing up and down his body. "Beg me if you want."He whispered, chuckling amused.

"I want you to beg for what you really want."Derek stated, placing his hand on Jackson's chest, caressing him. He heard Jackson's heartbeat pick up once again and he smelt his arousal. "Then maybe I'll consider turning you."Derek lied. "I will know that you are lying by the way, you can't ever lie to me."He said.

Jackson listened to what Derek said, raised his eyebrows in confusion. 'Beg for what I really wanted? What the fuck did that even mean? What did I want? I want to be a werewolf!'He thought, forcing his eyes to turn away from Derek, not wanting to gaze at his sexy body. He couldn't deal with his teenage bullshit right now, he had business to handle. 'That is not true though Jax is it? You don't only want to become a werewolf, you want to be ravished by a werewolf. Just fucking admit it damn it!'He thought.

Jackson shook his head hard, trying to think of something else. He let out a growl, turning his hard gaze back onto Derek. "What are you talking about? You want me to beg you? Beg you for what? What I want is to become a were-wolf?"He sighed loudly. "Damn it what do I need to do to get you to fucking turn me? Aren't your kinds supposed to want to turn more people into wolves in your pack? More strong humans you can bite and turn them all wolf?"He snorted. "And what the hell do you mean that you'll know that I am lying? Are you a mind reader now?"He asked, snorting. "Do you know Edward Cullen?"He joked, snickering. 'Holy fucking shit the asshole better not be a damn mind reader or I am totally screwed.'He thought.

Derek growled at Jackson's 'Twilight' comment and punched Jackson in the jaw as soft as he could without breaking the humans jaw. 'Would Jackson ever learn to shut that pretty mouth of his up?'He growled.

Jackson didn't think for one second that Derek would stop from tearing him to shreds, even if he begged the wolf to not kill him. He deserved that punch and was thankful that his jaw was not broken and he was not bleeding. SO he'd not be joking about Twilight again, he did not want a death wish. He wanted to be a werewolf, not in the ground forever. He just could not resist the joke though.

Derek then walked closer to Jackson, got into his face and sniffed him. "I can smell it you know?"He whispered, licking his lips. "Its a very powerful smell you know."He smirked.

Jackson's heart beat even faster when Derek got in his personal space, shoving their chests together. He frowned inwardly, not once taking his hard look from his face. He didn't understand what Derek was talking about. Smelling how badly he wanted to be a werewolf? Was that even possible? He understood Derek hearing his heartbeat, he probably even heard him drive towards the Hale house the other day. He figured that the wolf would be able to even sniff him out from other humans. But smelling how badly he wanted to be a werewolf? That confused him deeply.

"Smell what?"Jackson gulped. "I already told you that I wanted to be a werewolf."He added confused. "I don't want 'anything' at all but for you to bite and turn me!"

"I can hear that you are lying through your heart. I told you to never lie to me!"Derek snarled.

Derek can hear that he is lying through his heart?He couldn't help but frown for half of a second at that, then cleared his face once again of emotion. What the hell did this wolf even mean? He was making no sense at all and he was beyond frustrated. Derek wanted him to beg for what he really wanted? 'What did I really want? I want to be a werewolf.'He thought. He snarled hating what the wolf said about McCall. He would always be better then him in his mind, even though he hated Scott even more and was jealous of the bastard. He was still more popular then the bastard.

"I have no clue on what you are talking about!"Jackson snarled.

"You don't even deserve to become a werewolf Jackson. You are worst then McCall. All you do is complain and lie. At least Scott is honest. I know that he doesn't want to be a werewolf, he never did, and that he was forced into his situation by my Uncle Peter. I'll even admit that the reason he is still a werewolf is because of me!"Derek said.

"Don't ever compare me to Scott fucking McCall again!"Jackson said, glaring at Derek. He took a deep breath, eyes still staring into Derek's eyes, trying to ignore their closeness to each other. "I'll always be better then that jackass. He can have it all but he is too busy chasing a girl that will kill him one day."He shook his head angrily. He knew he was better then Scott, he had to be. He'd never betray anybody.

Derek ignored Jackson's bitching and glared at him. "Once again I will ask you to respect me and fucking BEG ME Jackson!"He growled. "Quit lying."

Jackson stood up even taller 'if possible' and looked into Derek's eyes and spat, "What are you talking about? Beg you for what I really want? What is it exactly that you think that I want? Or I'm sorry what do you 'know' that I want Derek Hale?"

"I know that there is something that you want even more then to become a werewolf Jackson."Derek said, smirking. "When I said that I could smell you and knew that you were lying, I didn't mean that I could smell that you wanted to become a werewolf. I meant that I could smell your arousal."Derek admitted, smirking as he tweaked one of Jackson's nipples, twisting it harder then a normal human would.

Jackson gasped as his nipple was twisted and then slapped Derek's hand away hard. "What the FUCK DOG? That is what it will take for you to bite and turn me? Well fuck that old man, I am STRAIGHT!"He snarled, lying through his teeth. "I will not be your fucking whore! Or Your bitch!"He folded his arms in anger. "Are you a pedophile or something?"He scowled.

Jackson gulped, "Oh shit shit. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that!"Jackson cringed, and continued to ramble. "I honestly can't help the shit that comes out of my mouth sometimes."He glanced downwards frowning. "I'm so sorry."He bit his lower lip.

Derek then growled at Jackson's statement, showing his true werewolf face, and once again shoving Jackson against one of the walls, and he felt his werewolf claws come out to play and he scratched Jackson across his neck in anger. The teenagers neck started to bleed, and he dug his fingers deeper into his neck wanting to hurt the jackass. Derek heard Jackson yelp and wince in pain, and he wasn't sorry at all for hurting or scaring the teenager. Jackson Whittmore was a spoiled asshole and he needed to learn to respect him. He did just get done telling Jackson after all that respecting him was one of the things he needed to do in order for him to change the kid.

Jackson knew he was done for when he saw the look into Derek's eyes after hearing his nasty whore comment, even after his embarrassingly rambling there was nothing that was going to stop the werewolf's anger, he couldn't help but to wince embarrassing loudly when Derek retracted his claws and dug them into his neck and abdomen. Not loud enough for anyone outside of this bathroom would hear though. Loud enough that it would most likely amuse Derek for being a pussy for wincing in pain. He also knew that once he was bitten by Derek, he'd scream like a bitch and the alpha werewolf will probably laugh while he screams. He can be a bastard like that, but if the situation was the other way, he could not promise he wouldn't laugh either. In fact he most likely would.

His neck and abdomen hurt like a bitch right now and he could already feel blood running down him. There was no way he would be able to get back to class now all bloody. People would wonder what happened to him, accuse him of being in a fight even though it obviously looked like a wild animal attacked him. He inwardly snorted at that, because a wild beast did attack him. Derek Hale alpha Werewolf. Though Jackson deserved it. He really did, that was the only reason he apologized.

Jackson frowned when Derek pulled his hand away from him. His eyes watched the werewolf turn back into his true human form and sighed. He thought Derek was hot as a human and a werewolf, he honestly was not sure which he liked more. Red or Blue eyes, he could get lost in them both. Jacksons frown turned into a gulp as he watched Derek pull his shirt over his head and tossed it at him. Jackson caught the shirt, not looking at Derek and hoping that he could make up for his stupid mistake.

With his hand now on his bloody neck, trying to stop from bleeding, his other hand on his stomach, his head bowed down, knowing Derek wouldn't want him staring at him. Jackson listened to Derek speak and sighed with a relief when the werewolf said to meet him at his place tonight instead of Derek biting him right here and now in the bathroom. He saw Derek turn around and leave, before the door shut he decided to thank him and apologize to him again. He knew that Derek would hear him even if he was down the hallway already. Jackson cleared his throat, "Thank you and I'm sorry."He bit his lip so hard that it bled.

Jackson then started to clean himself up, stop the bleeding and then when he went home he'd put a bandage on or something. There was no way he was going to go to practice today, it was not because he was scratched either. He was going to get bitten by a werwolf tonight and even though he desperately wanted to be one, be part of the pack, and begged over and over for this, demanded it really, he couldn't help but be a little nervous. It was a common reaction though, he may want to be a werewolf but he was still a eight-teen year old human. A human that had an awful child hood growing up. He was used to pain though, he knew that the bite was going to hurt. It could even kill him, he was willingly to get bitten anyway.

Jackson had his own reasons, some people might get pissed or not understand, but at the end of the day it was 'his' life and he wanted this life. He wanted a better life. He didn't want to be a werewolf to be better then Scott McCall or to be better at Lacrosse. What was the point of those reasons? Scott 'was a werewolf' already and he was already one of the best players on the team. In fact if McCall didn't get bitten by a werewolf he'd still be the only captain and the best player on the team. It was not about that. He couldn't really explain it. He just knew that it would make him a better person and more happy.

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