Chapter 3

Scott's POV

Derek has me on a tight schedule: Training every Tues, Weds, Sat, and Sun (Which meant no Allison), and no Allison on Thurs. It ticks me off sometimes that he has to act like such a babysitter.

Sunday mornings are always to slowest to me. It's always the day he tries to convince me to stay away from Allison on my days off, saying she's nothing but a hindrance in the training process. Please, when is the last time he was with a woman? And six-in-the-morning is not the best time to try and communicate with me.

I saw a man slowly make his way over to the clearing, his black leather jacket on top of a white shirt, and stone washed jeans too familiar to me. But something was wrong with him...
He was smiling.

"Hey Scott!" He called out in a disgustingly happy tone, making my stomach do a backflip.

"Uh, hey Derek... Is there anything you'd like to share?" I asked like a teacher.

"Oh, uh, no." His voice was his usual I-going-to-kill-you-if-you-do-anything-wrong voice.

Then something hit me- well, more or less reached my nose. He stunk of somebody. I cringed and scoffed, "Aw, dude! You stink, like, bad. Who were you hanging out with? You smell worse than the time Stiles was hugged by the lunch lady..."

"Nobody..." Something was itching at him. "How 'bout... we skip training today, and you can go hang out with Ka-Uh, Allison."

"And, you have nothing to say to me about Allison? Like, how she holds me back or... Who did you say?"

"No, why would I say anything about her?" He shifted his weight uncomfortably. "And I said Allison."

"No, you almost said someone else."

"I said Allison." Anger crept up on his voice. "Now go before I change my mind."

"Don't have to tell me twice."

A few hours earlier...

Derek's POV

She stared into my eyes, her fingers delicately placed on my abs as mine held the back of her neck.

She pushed herself away, softly, and reached in her pocket to get her keys. "I, uh, have to go. I will see you... soon." She yanked the door of her car open, and quickly pulled away and was heading back to her home.

I watched, with my mouth open, as she disappeared behind the trees.

My heart returned to normal, and I laughed to myself. "This is going to blow up in our faces, so bad."

Kate's POV

Present

His face was next to mine, his blue eyes hard as ice. I glanced from eye to eye, and watched as his face softened, and the wolf in him slowly fade away and something in him stop his actions. Then I pulled the trigger. The one thing that started the mess.

I replayed the whole night in my head, and failed to notice that Allison came in..

"Kate!" Allison said, surprised, when she saw me in the kitchen. "Where were you last night? You left after dinner and didn't come back."

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie. One of my friends needed some help last night."

"Who was this friend?" My answer was cut short by the sound of her phone, the ringtone was I'm Yours. "Sorry. It's Scott..." She was surprised. "Usually he has work. Hello? ... No, I'm not busy. ... Sure, what time? ... Alright, I'll meet you there at 10. Bye." She looked at the clock, and was disappointed to see it only read 7:30.

"Why is he up so early?" I asked, changing the topic.

"Oh, he's up by five because he has work. He is the one that has to open the shop."

"He works for that vet, right?"

"Yea. Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering."

She left the room, and I slipped out the back door.

Derek's POV

I slowly made my way back to my charred remains of a house. I looked at it from a distance, and I could picture the beauty it once held. I could see the light green exterior, the brown windows, and the wooden porch... I could see the window to my room, overlooking the forest, and right next door was Laura's room. The one song she played when she was a teenager filled my ears.

I lost my fear in your arms
I lost my tears in your car
I lost my will in your candle lit eyes
And all my love in your yard

I started to sing along.

Baby would you leave me if you knew that I was making it up?
And underneath the love you got to wonder am I giving you up?
No way am I, it goes on.

I walked into my room, threw my jacket on the blacked floor, taking a seat on my bed. She loved her music, anything with a good beat. She used to dance around in her room, on her pink rug and the speakers on full blast. I remember hearing her racing heart as she jumped around, her laughs as she knocked things over. I smiled as I thought about her but realization hit me, and I let a small tear roll down my face silently. "I'm betraying you. I am falling for the people that kill us."

Bump Bump Bump

The slow beating of a heart pulled me from my thoughts. "Who's there?" My voice was shacking, from being caught off guard. I sounded like a scared little kid. "Who's there?" I put more power into my voice.

The familiar clacks of her boots gave it away.

"It's just me, little pup. Don't get your tail in a not. I was just... checking in."

"And?"

"Yesterday... I should have killed you. It would have made things soooooo much easier!" She was laughing. "Look at you, crying over your dead sister. It's been, what, two years? Maybe three?" She put a finger on her lips. "An' ittle wittle Dewek bwams himswef! You poor wittle pup! And you got no other family to turn to. What happen Derek? What happen to your family?"

I was snarling. "You shut up."

"Aw, I mad the baby mad. And he has no momma to turn to."

I stood up, and step towards her, growling. She laughed and pulled out her pistol.

"Don't test me, Hale. You know better than anyone: I won't think twice about putting a bullet in you."

"Then why didn't you kill me yesterday?"

"That's why I'm back today."

She tilted her head with her gun, trying to find the best spot to shoot me and let me suffer.

"If you love something, let it go." She laughed as she pulled the trigger.

Scott's POV

I had asked Allison to meet me at my house at 10, to have a small date because I have no "work" today. It was only 8, and my mind was racing with thoughts.

Kissing her.

Holding her.

Undressing her.

I was smirking to myself when a creak of my bed was heard from across my room. I turned to see Stiles.

"Uh..."

"I have a key, I let myself in, and you were too busy daydreaming to notice. Does that answer your questions?"

"Yeah."

"Shouldn't you be training?"

"Nah, Derek canceled. Said I could hang with Allison. Soooo..."

"Hey, you can't kick me out! I just got here!"

"Out, please."

"Fine..."

We made our way down the stairs, and I opened the front door to be nearly scared to death.

"What the hell man!" I screamed at Derek.

"I need your help..." He was covered in sweat, his shirt was drenched, and had blood stains on it. His arm sported a nice bullet wound. "Now."

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