Deucalion claps his hands together, "So, I heard about Issac. I'm proud of you."
"Proud of me? Well you really have a sick way of showing it. You almost killed Derek, then I- I almost killed.. Issac.." Aria asks, hysteria rising in her tone, "I almost killed him!"
Deucalion smiles at her, "Precisely. Derek would have just been collateral damage, nothing to worry about."
Aria twitches her eye, "You're fucking nuts. Both of you, especially you - with your fucked up nails and all."
Kali takes a step towards Aria but Deucalion quickly halts her with his arm. Kali looks at Deucalion who mouthes to her, 'wait'.
"Now Aria, if I had known threatening Derek would have done the trick, I would have done that a long time ago." Deucalion stands up, "I was curious as to how you were doing."
"Doing check ups?" Aria asks.
Deucalion smiles, "Well, I have to know if my most lethal Alpha is making progress. In fact, that's why we're here. Now, Aria, no hard feelings, okay? Try to be open minded about this."
"About what-" Aria's about to ask when she's thrown to the ground by Kali. Kali gets off of her, arching her back and roaring at Aria.
"Come on goldilocks, show us what you've got." Kali snarls.
Aria gets up, holding her healing lip, "Okay, so you guys are just fucking psychopaths, that's even better-" Aria's cut off when Kali punches her in the face. Aria turns towards Kali with a look that can only be perceived as death in her eyes. "So that's how we're doing this.." Aria lunges towards Kali, just punching away. Her fist connects with Kali's face with astounding accuracy. Her eyes are burning red and she can feel it. She can feel her teeth coming in, her ears becoming pointed. Then she feels Deucalion's hands on her, pulling her off of Kali.
"Aria! ARIA!" Deucalion is shouting as Aria tries to hurt Kali some more. "Kali, go!" Kali flees quickly at his command. He throws Aria against the wall and picture frames hit the floor, the sound of glass breaking echoes throughout the room. "Get yourself under control!"
Aria breathes heavily, staring at him, her chest rising up and down rapidly. "Don't ever come back here. Or else next time, I'll kill her." She looks down, assessing herself for damage. When she looks up, Deucalion is gone.
She doesn't tell Derek about Deucalion's visit. For some reason, she feels it'd be better if she kept it to herself. She wasn't proud of herself, for nearly killing Kali. Her anger was going to be the death of her.
Derek and Aria stand across from each other in the clearing. One of them randomly lunging at the other every so often. Aria would catch Derek easily, taking his wrist, spinning it around, and sending him crashing to the ground. It had become a dance, Aria lunging and dodging, Derek doing the same.
"I think we need to test you." Derek says, helping Aria pick herself up from the ground.
"Ice cream is my weakness." Aria admits.
"Not that kind of test."
"Thank goodness." Aria takes the leaves out of her hair, "So, what kind of test?"
Derek offers her a smile, "I think it's time for you to see Stiles."
Aria leaps up ten feet in the air, squealing, "I've never been so happy to see him." She admits, scratching her cheek, blowing out air, "Pfff, I mean, yeah, great.. cool."
Derek rolls his eyes, "You can hug me and tell me how much you love me and all of that."
Aria happily does so, wrapping her arms around him, "You're the best."
"I know, I know." He repeats.
He arrives at lunch time. Aria pretends not to see the bags under his eyes and the newfound twitchiness in everything he did. Somehow she knew this wasn't about her. She takes Stiles into her room, he frowns immediately when he sees her bed.
"It smells like Derek's cologne in here." Stiles eyes her nervously. "You didn't bring skirts, did you?" He jokes weakly.
Aria rolls her eyes, "Come on, sit, talk to me." She pats the space next to her on her bed, "How are you doing?"
"Would be a lot better if you'd come back home already." Stiles smiles weakly. Everything he did, he seemed weak. Whenever he freakin' blinked, it looked like it caused him pain. "Dad misses you like crazy."
"And you?"
"Do I look that good to you?"
"Do you want an honest answer?"
"You'll give me one whether I want you to or not." Stiles laughs.
"You look horrible. You haven't been sleeping." Aria lightly pokes the bags under his eyes, "You look like you're a dead man."
Stiles bites his lip, "Yeah, I just, I can't sleep. I lay in bed, and I just can't. I lay there until the sun gets up, hoping I might have drifted off by accident, but no, I don't. I never do."
Aria smiles sadly, "Well, when I get home, we can watch horrible movies together until you do fall asleep."
"Don't make me sit through Pretty Woman again."
"Shut up, that movie is gold."
"Aria."
"Stiles."
"Can we at least watch the Avengers?"
"You and your superheroes."
"You love Chris Hemsworth! We all win!" Stiles protests.
Aria nods dreamily, "Ah yes, we do all win. We should watch Thor too. When I get out of here, we just have to go and rent a bunch of movies, go all out."
Stiles looks sad then, "Can you just come home already?"
"Yes, she can actually." Derek says from the doorway, "She's going home with you, Stiles. I think she can handle it."
Stiles attacks Aria with a hug. His arms wrapping around her so tight, breathing seems like a faraway dream. She looks at Derek over Stiles's shoulder, and just that once, she wished Derek could read her mind.
She wasn't ready to go home. She'd almost killed Issac and Kali within a month. What made Derek think she was ready to go back into the real world? Aria had almost killed someone only a day ago. How exactly do you tell your boyfriend you're a homicidal maniac? Uh, you don't.
Her bed is just as she had left it. Undone. Aria happily sank into the familiar vintage floral sheets that smelt like her honey body wash. She glances up to see Issac in her doorway.
"Knock knock." He says.
Aria pulls herself up quickly, "Uh, hi, how are you doing?" Aria asks nervously, folding her legs together on her bed.
"Good." Issac nods, "Pretty good. I just thought since you came home and all that we should talk." Issac sits on her bed. "About obvious things."
"What first? The last month has kind of been hell for me."
Issac looks away, "Hard stuff first then."
"Look I'm sorry - I didn't know what I was doing-" Aria begins, but he quickly cuts her off.
"That's actually not what I meant. When we were.. locked up together.. I.. I kissed you." Issac begins to stutter and his cheeks begin to flame, "I came to apologize about that, I know that you and Derek are a thing now and it was wrong of me to put you in that position of having to tell him."
Aria had totally forgotten about that. She hadn't told Derek. Should she feel guilty? They never really sat down and talked about their label, their relationship, or whatever they were calling it.
"I mean, it's fine, no harm, no foul." Aria says with a small smile, feeling guilt plague her. "Stuff like that happens."
"It's just.." Issac breaks off and he moves closer to Aria, putting a hand on her knee, "I still.." He breaks off again, "I don't know how much longer I can keep going like this."
Aria's heart is speeding up, beating like a hummingbird, "Like what?" She asks.
"I can't be your friend because I might be falling in love with you."
Aria's eyes visibly widen and she looks away from him for a second. Her mind trying to process what he just said. She knew she was kind of attractive, kind of funny, kind of just an overall awkward human being - but this, this was crazy. "That so?" She squeaks.
"Aria, look at me, please." Issac begs. So Aria turns to look at him. He lightly places a hand under her cheek, he leans in slowly and her heart won't stop beating so loudly. She can hear it pulsing in her ears. His lips lightly touch hers, and they're gone just as quickly. Her eyes flutter open to stare at him. "I should go."
"You should." Aria breathes. "Definitely, should go." She says, touching her lips, "Mhm, definitely."
Issac turns around to leave and Aria gets up to shut the door behind him. But his lips find hers again, his hands impatiently pull at her, wrapping around her waist and pulling her flush against him. He's everywhere and Aria is so confused and lost she can't breathe or think rationally. His lips are rough and impatient, demanding yet seductive in each stroke.
Aria lightly pushes on his chest and he immediately stops kissing her, only to press his forehead against hers while heavily breathing.
"Please don't put me in this situation." Aria breathes hastily.
A/N: Hey guys! Pretty intense chapter, eh? So, right now, I'm giving you guys full rein. I need you guys to answer two questions for me, okay? Please leave your answers in the reviews! Your input would be much appreciated and taken into thought when I begin to write the final chapter which may or may not be coming soon!
1) Daria or Isria?
2) What chapter should I end this on? I don't want this to become an 100+ chapter story!