After the practice, we end up going back to the woods, trying to locate the body that Scott had found the previous night.
"Damn Scott! You were amazing out there! You definitely impressed Alison" I tell him as we start walking across rocks in a small pond. Scott and Stiles go first. As I start going Stiles, looks back and holds out his hand to help me across. I mean, I can totally walk across alone since I am very agile and my balance is amazing, but I won't deny the help. I smile and take his hand, letting him help me across.
"I don't know what it was. It was like, I had all the time in the world to catch the ball and it's not the only weird thing. I-I hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear, smell things" Scott starts to say worriedly. Even I start to get worried because I know what can do this. I know Scott was bit by something that he claims was a wolf. I hunt things. My parents got killed by these things. I ignore the dread feeling in the pit of my stomach and keep listening, hoping for the best.
"Smell things? Like what?" Stiles ask.
"Like the mint mojito gum in your pocket, or the vanilla scented shampoo from Jessie's hair" At that, Stiles starts looking through his pocket as I grab some of my hair and smell it. I know I use vanilla scented shampoo but I can't smell anything but damp grass right now.
"I don't even have mojito gum-" Stiles pulls something out of his pocket and sure enough, it's the gum. Scott puts out his arms in a manner as if to say told you as we keep walking farther into the woods.
"So all this started with the bite?" I swallow nervously, asking him the question I don't want the answer to.
"Well, yeah, what if it's like an infection? Like my body is flooding with adrenaline, probably going into shock or something"
"You know what? I think I've heard of this before. It's a specific kind of infection". Scott stops in his trail and looks back to Stiles worriedly.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, yeah I think it's called lycanthropy" I stop dead in my tracks behind them. I really hope he's joking. He has got to be joking. Stiles doesn't really know does he?
"What's that? Is that bad?"
"oh yea it's the worst, but only once a month" so he doesn't really know because if he did he would know they can change at any time.
"Once a month?"
"Mhm, yeah on the night of the full moon" and then he howls. Scott shoves him back as Stiles chuckles. I nervously chuckle behind them.
"Very funny Stiles, now let's go" I say really wanting this conversation to change.
"Hey, you're the one who heard a wolf howling"
"there could be something seriously wrong with me".
"I know! You're a werewolf!" I shutter at the thought. No it can't be. Not Scotty. Not the boy I've come to know and love as a best friend, a brother even. Please no, I beg.
"Okay obviously I'm kidding. But if you see me in shop class melting all the silver I can find, it's because Friday is a full moon" Stiles continues. I roll my eyes at him.
"Stiles will you stop it, now you're just being silly" I tell him while fake smiling. Scott stops and looks around.
"No, I could've sworn this was it. That's where the deer came running, I dropped my inhaler down here". Scott bends down pushing around leaves.
"Maybe the killer moved the body"
"Well that's not creepy at all. May we go please? Before someone with a saw comes running out of the woods wearing a mask and cuts us into tiny little pieces" I ask them. Stiles laughs and gives me a reassuringly smile. Cause that'll keep me safe.
"Well if he did, I hope he left my inhaler, those things are like 80 bucks" As I start to look around, I notice someone standing in front of us. Maybe he's here to kill us, I think, and this nightmare will be over. I pat stiles arm who looks over and sees the same thing. He hits Scott's shoulder and Scott stands up quickly. The dark haired, not going to lie really hot man, starts to walk over to us.
"what are you doing here?" he asks. "Huh? This is private property".
"Ah, sorry man, we didn't know" Stiles is the first to reply.
"Yeah we were just, looking for something but, uh, forget it" As Scott finishes his sentence, the guy throws something at him. Scott catches it with ease and I look down to see his inhaler.
"Uhm, alright, thanks, we're just going to leave" I shove both boys back with my hands as we see the man turn and walk away.
"Yeah, I gotta get to work" Scott mentions.
"Dude! That was Derek Hale. You remember right? He's only like a few years older then us". So that was the mystery man's name.
"Remember what?" I ask.
"His family, they all burned to death in a fire like 10 years ago". I look back solemnly.
"He lost his family 10 years ago?" I ask again not sure why. I heard what Stiles had said. 10 years ago he lost the closest people to him. I keep looking, seeing him in the distance. 10 years ago I lost two people closest to me. I look back to see Stiles and Scott giving me sad looks. They know of course that my parents died. Although, they think they died in a car accident.
"I wonder what he's doing back?" Scott ask.
"I don't know. Come on" Stiles starts to walk back the way we came. I look back one last time not being able to see him anymore. I feel for the guy. As shady as he is, I can relate. Losing someone, it leaves a hole that you can't ever fill.
At 9 o'clock, I hear the front door unlock and I hear my brother come into the living room.
"Hey, did you eat?" He asks me looking exhausted.
"Yeah, KD, I left you some in the fridge if you want any".
"Nah, it's okay. I ate at the hospital but thanks" He sits down beside me, smelling clean. He probably showered and changed at the hospital.
"You know, if you're too tired, we don't have to do this tonight. We can do this tomorrow. I don't mind" I tell him. He smiles and shakes his head. He puts his hand into his hospital bag and pulls out M&M's. I smile widely and snatch them from him.
"Nope. We're doing this tonight. Besides, I have the night shift tomorrow so I can sleep in". He gets up and goes into the kitchen. I hear him opening cabinets and hear the blender go on. He comes back out with two large glasses filled with chocolate banana milk shakes. I turn on the tv and play the home movies. The first few clips are of my brother. After a couple of 40 minute movies, you see me, my brother and my family. We are as happy as can be. My brother is singing horribly to the song as I dance just as bad. My parents are clapping and laughing along. No one would guess that the parents occasionally leave to go hunt.
"I miss them more each and every day" I had already let my tears fall 30 minutes into the movie.
"I know. I do too. They're still here though in some way. Watching over us". My brother wraps his arm around me and I lean into his touch. I love these moments. Where it's just the two of us because I don't have to hide who I am.
As the home movie ends, I look over to see my brother sprawled beside me on the couch, passed out. I laugh quietly and shut off the tv. I put a blanket over him and clean up our mess. Then I go up to my room with just me and my thoughts.
These days are hard and I'm glad I have my brother to be there with me. I have Lydia and Alison now too. They're great friends although Lydia can be a bit selfish, but aren't we all in some way? Then there's Scott who is one of my closest friends and he's changing into something that I can't stop.
I go into the washroom and wash my face. I go into my bed in my pyjama pants and oversized shirt that belonged to my dad and grab my phone. Then there's Stiles. The incredibly smart, funny, silly Stiles. I had started to see him differently lately. In small ways. Like how his eyes are beautifully hazel colored and how many freckles he has. How he always manages to put a smile on my face. I go to my contacts and click on his name. I stare at it for a bit, wondering if I should call him. I put my phone down. No, I don't want to bother him this late. I'm just sad and feel lonely, that's why you want to call him. No other reason.
It was a very long night of twisting and turning reliving the most horrible day of my life. Finally, it was morning and I could go to school.
Please let me know how I'm doing so far. Thanks for reading!