Comfortably Numb Chapter 9: Rock it Jackson, a teen wolf fanfic

Authors Note: I'm adding this in for the person who decided to be a bit rude. Yes I changed Jackson's last name. If you're a fan of the Gorillaz's which is the band the song was picked from then you get the reference. Also yes I've seen Teen Wolf. While this story was just recently posted here on FanFiction it has been up on my AO3 account long before they had announced what Stile's mothers name was and I changed Boyd's sisters name because again it wasn't announced. This is fanfiction, it's already going off cannon so really people don't be silly. And it is my right as a author to change names and thing to suit my universe. So please think before you comment.

"Rockit"

I'm walking to the something
Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
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I'm drinking too much bla bla,
bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
Fall out
I'm feeling really bla bla, I want to bla bla bla,
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And in the end it means I bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
The end

Jackson couldn't hear the words being said to him as people spoke around him. It couldn't be true..not Stilinski. He'd never do that, the kid had to much going in his life. He was the only one who could make something out of his self where the rest of them would only remember high school as their glory days. When the talk of filing sexual and homophobic charges came up his head shot up.

"That's a fucking lie! My best friend is Danny!" he snarled.

"And yet you harassed Mr. Stilinski when he expressed the possibility of being gay." one of the officers said.

"He was fucking joking, like how he asks Danny that stupid question all the time."

"No Mr. Whittmore he wasn't." the officer replied showing Jackson the pictures from when Stiles had been attacked and beaten.

"We have eye witnesses to you, Ms. Martian, Mr Mahealani and others harassing him as well as records of psychical altercations, not just at school."

"That boy and his friend kidnapped." The Elder Whittmore tried to interrupt

"We believe Mr. Whittmore that was done to stop the bullying being done against Mr. Stilinski since we have on record your son earlier that day attacked and harassed him. We even recovered several video recordings from the school's cameras of your son purposely targeting Stiles." the officer said cutting the man off. "If anything your son should have had a restraining order against him years ago from the records we've found."

"I'll have my lawyers."

"You can't pay his way out of this one Mr. Whittmore." The officer said getting irate at the man's interruptions. "A young teenager is dead. Said teenager has been protecting his tormentors for no apparent reason. Now if you would kindly shut up, I need your son to answer some questions and confirm some things."

I got myself together
Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla.
Watch out
I didn't need the patience, life bla bla bla bla bla
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Don't you sit to close, or I'll bla bla bla bla bla
Break up
Stick it up your nose
Bla bla bla bla bla bla
The end

Jackson sat there answering their questions honestly and without problems or protest much to the officers and his father's surprise.

"You've been very helpful Mr. Whittmore." the office said.

"It's actually Niccals." Jackson interrupted.

"I'm sorry?"

"My last name is actually Niccals. Stiles found it out for me when my adopted parents wouldn't give me any answers." Jackson corrected his fingers closing into fists. "He found out about my parents and I..I repayed him by..it's too late for sorry isn't it?"

The officer looked away, of course the first one of all the kids to show real regret, would be the one everyone would assume to hate Stiles the most.

I didn't mean to do it (Rock it, rock it)
It loved me in my head (Rock it, rock it)
I tried to be a charmer, (Rock it, rock it)
but I got a bit hopeless instead (Rock it, rock it)
The world is very sexy (Rock it, rock it)
It's part of my collapse (Rock it, rock it)

Jackson couldn't even look at his parents as he left the station. His mother tried to say something but Jackson didn't respond to her but he did accept the hug.

"We just wanted to protect you." she said softly.

"I know." he finally said softly as she brushed some hair from his face. He couldn't even look at his father. "It was all a lie, choosing me."

"It was better you didn't know." Mr. Whittmore said.

"What better to know you tried to pass off the car accident as mine or my parents fault instead of the drunk who hit them?" Jackson couldn't help but snap back. "I trusted you! Stiles had finally convinced me that I didn't have to be fucking perfect for you! Then I found out the truth!"

I'm walking to the something (It's part of my collapse...)
Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
I'm drinking too much bla bla,
bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
Fall out
I'm feeling really bla bla, I want to bla bla bla,
Collapse
And in the end it means I bla bla bla bla bla bla bla
The end

"That's..it's not have we meant for you to find out." Mrs. Whittmore said softly

"You lose one son and so you replace him with the son of the people he killed." Jackson spat turning and heading away from the police station.

The elder Whittmore looked like he'd be slapped and stepped back both watching the boy they had raised as their son feeling more quilt then they had in years

Jackson had started running the moment he was out of sight and he didn't stop til he was deep into the preserve. He didn't realize he was crying til he felt something warm dripping down his face. Every horror filled moment, every time he'd teased and hurt the other boy played in his mind. Despite everything, Stiles still helped him, still talked to him, still brought Lydia to him to save him. He had even found out about his parents even when no one else would tell him. Not even Danny who he knew had seen his records. He slammed his fists into the ground and roared loudly.

'A kaimara is born out of the need for vengeance. It's genetic.'

"I know..I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth about his mother." Stiles said standing no more then five feet from Jackson as the other roared and tore into the earth and everything around him.

'Is that quilt I hear?' she asked.

"No maybe just some remorse that he couldn't see passed his self. He..he could be somebody..lets just hope this wake up call does it." Stiles replied as Jackson howled along with the others.
Rock it
Rock it
Rock it
Rock it