HARSHER THAN THE BARK

A/N: This one's a little short but there is in fact some Scarlett/Derek time and those times are always my favourite times to write about so I hope you like it:)

"Why am I getting the feeling that you don't like being around me when I'm with Jackson?" Lydia asked Scarlett as they walked the halls of the school with Allison.

"What? That's not true at all." Scarlett protested.

"You are a terrible liar Scarlett McCall." Lydia said, giving her friend a look.

"It's not that I don't like being around you guys it's just I feel like I'm intruding." Scarlett admitted. That was part of the reason at least. Honestly, she felt uncomfortable around them because they were always all over each other. Of course, she used to do the exact same thing and looking back, she felt really bad for Lydia that she had to go through that. Not to mention that Jackson was a creep.

"Well, you aren't. Besides, Allison's apart of this group now."

"Yeah, we can intrude together." Allison said with a smile. Scarlett smiled back but then her smile faded a bit.

"But Allison, you're dating my brother now which means that I will not only be intruding on one couple but two."

"You won't be intruding at all. I'm perfectly fine with you being around when I'm with Scott. He is your brother after all."

"Which makes it more awkward. No offense Al but I'd rather not see the two of you playing tonsil tennis with each other." Scarlett shuddered at the very thought. Allison laughed and Lydia smirked.

"Nobody wants to see that." Lydia added in.

"There's always Stiles…" Allison said and Scarlett glared at her.

"Ew. I see Stiles as another brother. Oh, how could you even suggest such a thing?" Scarlett asked, horrified by the idea of her and Stiles. Sure, she thought Stiles was cute and all, she had even had a tiny crush on him once upon a time, but now if they were to get together it would feel like incest.

Allison laughed again and she was too distracted too notice Scott backing up towards her before it was too late and she had crashed into him, dropping all her stuff.

"Well, aren't you two just the cutest and clumsiest couple ever?" Scarlett asked with a smile as the two of them crouched down to pick up Allison's stuff. Scott sent his sister a glare but the smile remained on her face.

"Yeah…I'm gonna go find Jackson." Lydia announced. "I'll see you two later."

Allison and Scarlett both said goodbye to her before everything got quiet as the principal's voice sounded over the speaker.

"Attention students, this is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses but while police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled. Thank you."

A loud groan of disappointment erupted from the sea of students. Scarlett was confused so she looked to Scott for answers.

"What incident?"

"You didn't see it?" He asked.

"Well obviously not."

"Um, someone…was attacked on one of the buses. I-it's a real mess." He said, sounding slightly worried. Scarlett guessed that he knew more than he was letting on so she decided she'd ask him about it later.

Chemistry. Scarlett generally liked the subject but she dreaded the class due to the fact that their teacher was a total asshole.

"You wanna tell me about this whole bus thing now?" Scarlett turned her attention to Scott who was sitting across from her.

"I-I had a dream last night."

"Uh-huh…"

"And in that dream I was with Allison-"

"Wait, if this was a sex dream then I really don't want to know about it." Scarlett cut him off, wanting to save herself the trauma of having to listen to that if it was.

"No, it wasn't. Let me finish." Scott said and Scarlett remained quiet. "We were on one of the buses and all of a sudden I shifted and attacked her…"

"Actually he killed her." Stiles said from behind them.

"It all felt so real. I think- I think maybe it did happen." Scott said with a pained look on his face.

"But Allison's fine so obviously you didn't attack her."

"Maybe it wasn't her but it could've been something else." Stiles suggested.

"Maybe it was my blood on the door." Scott said, sounding hopeful.

"It could've been animal blood." Scarlett said while she wrote down the notes from the board.

"Yeah, maybe you caught a rabbit or something?"

"And did what?" Scott questioned in a whisper.

"Ate it." Scarlett and Stiles said at the same time, smirking at each other. Usually, it was only Scott and Scarlett that could do that. She was spending way too much time with them both.

"Raw?" Scott sounded horrified.

"No. You stopped to bake it in your little werewolf oven. I don't know, you're the one who can't remember anything." Scarlett smirked at Stiles' sarcasm.

"Mr Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper then you should probably take the headphones out once in a while. And I think you and the McCall twins would benefit from a little distance, yes?"

"No…" Stiles tried to protest but Mr Harris motioned for both boys to separate, leaving Scarlett by herself.

"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much." Scarlett scoffed under her breath. Such an asshole.

Everyone resumed writing down their notes until a girl got up shouting, "Hey! I think they found something!" All of the students, including Scarlett ran to the window to see someone on a gurney being taken to an ambulance

"That's not a rabbit." She heard Scott say. They all jumped when the man sat up and started screaming.

Scarlett walked back towards where Scott and Stiles were standing.

"This is good, he got up. He's not dead." Stiles said trying to reassure Scott although that didn't take away from what was staring them in the face…

"I did that." Scott said.

"Hey guys." Scarlett said, joining her brother and Stiles along with the rest of the bigger group of people that she was friends with.

She took a seat next to Stiles and gave him a smile. Both of them looked completely confused about what was happening.

"So, I heard they're saying that some kind of animal attacked him." Danny announced to the group. "Maybe a cougar?"

"I heard mountain lion." Jackson said.

"A cougar is a mountain lion." Lydia said, clearly pissed that Jackson didn't know such a thing although she covered it up quickly by playing dumb. "Isn't it?"

Scarlett rolled her eyes. She hated the fact that Lydia had to act so stupid all the time for Jackson's benefit. She was probably the smartest girl in school and him; well he was an idiot for the most part.

"Who cares? The guy's probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway."

"Nice to know you have a heart." Scarlett said, giving Jackson a pointed look. He gave her a glare in return.

"Actually I just found out who it is." Stiles said, speaking up for the first time. He held out his phone, "check it out."

They all leaned in to get a better look at the video which showed the outside of the school and the bus where the incident took place. It was completely wrecked. There was blood everywhere and the door at the back was hanging off.

"The Sheriff's Department won't speculate on details of the incident but confirm the victim, Garrison Meyers, did survive the attack. Meyer's was taken to the local hospital where he remains in critical condition."

"Hey Scotty, does he look familiar to you?" Scarlett asked her brother when the video finished.

"Yeah, we know him."

"You do?" Allison question, the surprise evident on her face.

"When we used to take the bus when we lived with dad, he was the driver." Scott answered, jogging Scarlett's memory.

"That's right! God, what a shame." Scarlett said.

"Can we talk about something slightly more fun please?" Lydia asked with a bored tone. "Like…oh, where we're going tomorrow night."

Scarlett looked up in surprise. They were going somewhere tomorrow? How did she not know about this?

"What?" Scarlett asked.

"Well, Allison said that she and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night…" Oh, so it was a date night. She was definitely not joining in on that.

"Oh uh, we were thinking of what we were gonna do." Allison said, unsure of what was happening.

"Well I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos so if the four of us are hanging out…we are doing something fun. Of course, you're welcome to come along Scar." Lydia said sweetly.

"Yeah, no thanks. I'm perfectly fine with staying at home watching movies." She said with a smirk.

"If you change your mind just let me know."

"Will do." Scarlett nodded.

"Hang out? Do you even wanna hang out with them?" Scott asked Allison quietly.

"Yeah, sure. Sounds like fun…" She replied.

"You know what else sounds fun?" Jackson asked, picking up a metal fork. "Stabbing myself in the face with this fork."

Scarlett may not like him but she couldn't help but laugh a little at that. Too bad for her, Jackson noticed and smirked making her smile drop completely.

"Oh! How about bowling? You love to bowl." Lydia suggested, talking to Jackson now. The whole conversation was kind of awkward. Especially for Stiles and Scarlett who just looked at each other before shrugging. They obviously did not want to be listening to the plans of the couples. It just reminded Scarlett of how completely single she was… it wasn't necessarily a bad thing, she liked the idea of being free to do as she pleased but at the same time she hated being left out. At least if she had a boyfriend she wouldn't feel so alone all the time. For reasons she could not fathom, an image of Derek popped into her head and she wondered what it would be like if he was her boyfriend before she quickly dismissed the thought. That was just never going to happen. Like, ever.

Scarlett watched the couple standing together with admiration and slight envy. They looked so in love and she was no sap but she could honestly admit that she wouldn't mind a relationship like that. It just seemed that lately, she was always the one left out. Everyone else was in a relationship, even Scott had Allison. And that was saying something because Scott never had luck with girls.

"Hey guys, what can I get you?" She asked the pair with a smile. The girl went to answer but the guy stopped her.

"Wait, I got this. A chai tea latte for my girl and a plain black coffee for me." Scarlett fought the smile that threatened to appear on her face at the cuteness.

"Anything else?"

"Uh yeah, what's today's pie?" The guy asked.

"Cherry." Scarlett answered with a smile.

"Ooh, my favourite." The girl said.

"Got it." Scarlett wrote down the pie. "I take it you guys are sitting in?" They both nodded and the girl went to go grab a table. Scarlett felt nostalgic for a moment. She and Jackson used to come here all the time and although he would never order for her, they always shared a slice of cherry pie. It was kind of silly but it was just their thing. She didn't miss being with Jackson, she just missed the relationship. It had been sweet when they were alone but he was a total dick around his friends. The only friend of Jackson's that she actually liked was Danny. And she was still friends with him. Like Mary, Danny was someone that everyone loved. He was a big sweetheart and of course, he was gay. If he wasn't then Scarlett would have been with him a long time ago.

"I know that look missy, what's eating at ya?" Mary asked when Scarlett went about making the drinks.

"I kind of miss not being single…watching that couple makes me sad but at the same time it makes me happy. I mean, what is that?" She asked feeling so confused.

"It's called being human, sugar. Used to happen to me all the time before I found Tucker."

"Yeah, how's he doing by the way? Haven't seen him around for a while." Scarlett asked as she took out the cherry pie.

"He's great. He's actually working as a mechanic now." Mary said with a smile.

"Oh that's good. Isn't that what he always wanted to be?"

"Yup, man loves his cars." Scarlett laughed and put the pie and coffees on a tray, taking it over to the guy.

"Here you go." She smiled at him.

"Thanks." He nodded to her and took the tray away to the girl while Scarlett went back to take more orders.

"Is there a reason that we're here this early in the morning? I mean, could it not have waited until later?" Scarlett asked as she yawned.

"No. I need to speak to Derek now and you had the car." Scarlett pouted but kept walking beside Scott up to the old Hale House which had an eerie feeling to it at this hour of the morning. Somehow, it seemed creepier than it did at night.

Scott stopped a little bit from the house and started talking.

"I know you can hear me." He said. Right, wolfy super-hearing. "I need your help."

It started raining and Scarlett made a dash for the house, not wanting to get soaked. Scott followed behind her and they waited at the door until Derek opened it and stepped out. Upon seeing him, Scarlett was immediately hit with the memory of him kissing her. The way his lips felt, how tightly he held her waist, the feeling of his hair as she ran her fingers through it…

She forced herself to snap out of those thoughts and hoped that he didn't catch the insane blush that had spread across her cheeks. But, of course, he did. He always caught it.

"Okay, I-I know I was part of you getting arrested…we both were and that we practically announced you being here to the hunters." Hunters? What hunters? Scott never said anything about freaking hunters. "I also don't know what happened to your sister but I think I did something last night. I-I had a dream about someone…but someone else got hurt. And it turns out that part of the dream might have actually happened."

Derek's eyes flickered to Scarlett before flickering back to Scott. "You think you attacked the driver?"

"Did you see what I did last night?" Scott asked, his voice raised.

"No." Derek replied simply.

"Can you at least tell me the truth? Am I gonna hurt someone?" Once again Derek's eyes flickered over to Scarlett but for once, she wasn't looking at him. She was staring at her feet pondering what Scott said.

"Yes."

"Could I kill someone?"

"Yes." Scarlett's wide eyes snapped back up to Scott and then to Derek and then back to Scott.

"Am I gonna kill someone?"

"Probably."

"Oh…freaking fantastic." Scarlett mumbled. Now she knew for sure that Scott was a danger
to everyone and that worried her because before all this she couldn't imagine him hurting a fly, much less killing someone.

"Look, I can show you how to remember." Derek said, walking over to Scott who had decided to lean on one of the beams holding the porch up. "I can show you how to control the shift, even on a full moon." Having Derek around seemed like a pretty damn good thing to Scarlett, not to mention she didn't mind getting to gawk at him all the time.

"It's not gonna come for free."

"What do you want?" Scott's voice was strained and Scarlett really felt for her twin. He just seemed so confused but then again, Derek was there offering his help and she thought that Scott would be an idiot not to take it.

"You'll find out."

"How very cryptic…" Scarlett said under her breath. She thought that he wouldn't hear it but then she remembered the damn wolfy super-hearing and smiled innocently at Derek when he gave her a look.

"But for now, I'm gonna give you what you want. Go back to the bus, go inside. See it, feel it…let your senses; your sight, smell, touch. Let them remember for you."

"That's it? Ju-just go back?"

"Do you wanna know what happened?"

"I just wanna know if I hurt him."

"No you don't." Derek said almost immediately. "You wanna know if you'll hurt her." Scarlett knew that he was referring to Allison and she felt the slightest pang of jealousy in her chest. She had come to love Allison and considered her a really good friend but it seemed as though she was taking her place in Scott's life. Not in the girlfriend way, obviously, but in the way that Scott had always looked out for her no matter what. He always put Scarlett first and now it was all about Allison. She understood that he was probably in love with her but did he not care at all that he might hurt Scarlett? His sister? His own flesh and blood?

As if he sensed what she was feeling, Derek turned to look at Scarlett with…what was that? Sympathy? In his eyes. She looked away quickly. Not wanting to keep staring at him.

"I'll…be in the car." She announced before putting up her hood and jogging back to the car while Derek and Scott finished their conversation.

"Am I on speaker?" Scarlett asked as she finished painting her last nail in the royal blue colour that she adored.

"Yup." She heard Lydia and Allison say through the phone. They were both at Allison's getting ready for the big date. She was happy for Scott and Allison but it was a little shitty considering Lydia and Jackson were going to be there. She got the feeling that Scott was more than a little bothered by it because of course it was his first date with Allison and it was supposed to be special for them.

"Have you decided what to wear yet Al?" She asked, blowing on her nails in hopes of them drying a little quicker.

"No…not yet. How about this one?" Allison asked Lydia.

"Pass."

Scarlett then heard Lydia say 'pass' again.

"Allison I think we maybe need to go shopping at some point because I'm not hearing anything positive about your current clothing options." Scarlett said with a laugh. She picked up the remote for her TV and turned it on, smiling when she found The Notebook. It was her guilty pleasure…okay, maybe she was a total sap.

"I think you're right."

"Here, let me see…" She could tell that Lydia was rummaging through Allison's clothes as she so often did with Scarlett's. There was a continuous stream of 'passes' from Lydia and Scarlett rolled her eyes.

"This."

"Oh my God, has it actually happened? Has Lydia Martin approved an article of clothing?"

"Indeed it has. But, as much as we love you and wish you were coming…we need to get going so I shall speak to you later. Bye!" Lydia said.

"Bye guys, have fun…" Scarlett heard a faint 'bye' in the background from Allison.

"Oh we will." She could just imagine Lydia's devilish smirk as she hung up the phone.

Sitting there, watching The Notebook made Scarlett feel even lonelier especially because she was in by herself. She wondered what she could do to fix that.

It was kind of a last resort and she never thought she'd have to do it but what the hell. He probably wasn't busy either. She picked up her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she found Stiles' name and called it.

"Hello?" He answered on the first ring.

"Hey Stiles…what's up…?" She asked, not knowing what else to say. She was planning to invite him over so she didn't have to watch movies alone but she didn't want it to sound weird or anything.

"Not much…what's up with you?" He replied, sounding confused.

"Okay, this is awkward now. Do you wanna come over? I'm lonely and I could use a friend." She said, sounding pretty pathetic.

"Uh-" She heard a knock at the door.

"Wait, Stiles. Someone just knocked on the door…stay on the phone please." She pleaded walking out of her room.

"What? Who is it?" He asked.

"I don't know!"

She unlocked the door and slowly opened it, trying to control her heart rate. She sighed in relief but she was also extremely surprised to see Derek standing there.

"Umm, I'll call you back later Stiles."

"Wait! Scar, who's at the door?" He asked her frantically.

"Goodbye Stiles." She hung up and locked her phone, turning her attention back to Derek.

"So uh, what uh…what brings you here D-Derek?" She asked, not trying to sound rude or nervous. He smiled a little, liking the way his name sounded when she said it.

"Feel like going for a drive?" He asked. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"You are aware that there's a curfew right, Mr Hale?" She asked light-heartedly. He half-grinned.

"Don't tell me you've never broke the rules before." He said with a smirk.

"I've done no such thing." She said, acting offended.

"Well there's a first time for everything right?" He asked her, raising his eyebrows.

"But I'm in my PJ's…" She gestured to her shorts and tank top.

"Be spontaneous." He said with a shrug. She laughed and it was a beautiful sound, almost…musical.

"Okay." She shrugged. "But I need shoes and a leather jacket of my own. Feel free to come inside."

He walked into the house and watched her go to the couch where her black leather jacket was sitting, along with her converse. She yanked on the shoes and then the jacket, putting her phone into the pocket. She walked briskly back over to him and grabbed her keys.

"Lead the way."

"Don't get me wrong, I love Allison. I really do but she's kind of stealing all of Scott's attention and God that sounds so selfish of me to say but it's the truth. Scott and I used to be inseparable and now…he's always off with Allison or Stiles and I tag along, sure, but what's the point? And it's not as if I can go talk to my best friend about it because she's so fucking caught up in the bag of dicks that is Jackson Whittemore!" Scarlett ranted, enjoying getting all of the pent up emotion out to someone. Albeit she wished it wasn't Derek because she must have seemed like an emotionally compromised teenage girl, which she was, but Derek didn't seem to mind too much.

"So really, if I'm understanding this correctly…all of that just means you're lonely." He said, glancing at her as he drove.

"Exactly." She sighed. "At least someone gets it. By the way, I really do appreciate you letting me get all of this out. You probably want to blow your brains out by now with all of this teen drama though."

"No, not really…Well, it could do with a little less dramatizing but I get the loneliness." Scarlett looked at him sympathetically. Of course he got it. His whole family was dead and now his sister was as well. Scarlett didn't understand how he coped.

"I'm sorry." She said after a moment of silence. He gave her a questioning look. "About your sister…I mean, you've been through so much crap with everyone thinking it was you who did it and I bet no one's actually thought about how you're feeling about it. And yet, you somehow manage to put on such a brave face all the time. I admire that. I would be a complete mess if anything happened to Scott, bar the whole becoming a mythical creature thing."

Derek's face turned hard again. She was right. No one had asked him how he was doing but that was probably because there was no one to ask. It's not as if he had friends or even a family. It was just him and he hated it. And somehow, this girl saw that. She acted like she cared and hey, maybe she did. He found that hard to believe though. Scarlett had her own life and her own problems and here she was worrying about him. It was almost laughable.

"Thank you." He said tightly. She gave him a sincere smile and his eyes softened.

Realising that he needed gas, he pulled into the gas station that they were conveniently just passing.

Derek cut the engine and got out of the car, walking around it to get to the pump. Scarlett sat back and sighed. She was enjoying this. Just being around him felt…normal. She wasn't nervous like she usually was. They were just talking and it felt good because she needed someone to talk to about all of this crap. She inhaled the scent of the car again because it was so good and she faintly smelled his cologne which was also pretty goddamn amazing.

A red SUV pulled up right in front of them and she had a bad feeling about it. Her window was crack open slightly and through it she heard Derek talk to her.

"Get down." He sounded tense and her eyes widened before doing what he said and sliding off of the seat, crouching onto the floor as far down as possible.

Outside, she could hear the muffled voices of another man. She was getting kind of freaked out and she wondered what the hell was going on.

She gasped when someone smashed the glass on the driver's side but she covered her mouth to keep from making any more noises. She felt a bit of glass cut her face and she cursed out whoever the hell just did that.

"Oil looks good to me." The man said. Oil? What the hell? Luckily, he failed to see her.

She touched a hand to where the glass was and pulled it out, biting her tongue as she did so. There was blood on the glass that had come from her cheek and she felt like crying because it actually really hurt.

After a few more minutes, she heard the car or cars, more like, drive away and she got back up into the seat. Derek came back around to the driver's side and he looked so pissed.

"Shit!" He swore. Scarlett felt incredibly bad for him. This guy just couldn't catch a break. He opened the door and looked at her. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine but who the hell were they?" She asked, still covering her cheek. Derek went about brushing the glass off his seat and Scarlett looked at him wide-eyed. "Um, I'm pretty sure you're gonna get a few cuts from that…"

"It'll heal." She kept giving him a worried look and he sighed, getting into the car. "It'll heal faster than normal."

She seemed to realise that he must be talking about another werewolf perk. Healing fast. That was handy.

"They were hunters."

"Werewolf hunters?

"No, deer hunters." She glared at him for his use of sarcasm and then she pouted which suited her extremely well but not as well as her full-on smile. "They're all dicks. Now, I need to get the window fixed. There are just some lines that you don't cross and they fucking crossed them."

Scarlett smirked. He sounded like a teenage boy getting pissed about his car. Which was odd because she seemed to be seeing a whole other side to Derek and she had a feeling not many people got to see that side so she was touched that he felt he could relax around her.

"My friend's fiancée is a mechanic…if I ask nicely I'm sure she'll persuade him to fix it for free." Scarlett said, attempting to cheer him up.

"No, you really don't have to." He said, starting the car.

"I want to. Plus, they both owe me for covering two of her shifts so they could go away for a weekend together. No biggie." Scarlett shrugged, smiling at him and he felt a little better. It was amazing that just her smile could do that for him.

As they drove Scarlett could faintly here Pumped Up Kicks playing on the radio. She bit her lip and leaned forward, turning up the volume so that the song filled the car. Derek watched her do so and he wished she would stop biting her lip because she had no idea what it was doing to him and frankly, he didn't either.

"I love this song." She said to him. Then she started humming along, not at all willing to embarrass herself by singing in front of him.

He smirked and laughed, glancing at her as she hummed away. She looked so calm and normal, leaning her head against the window as she stared out of the windshield. While he was looking at her he happened to notice the cut on her cheek. He thought he smelled blood...turned out he had.

"Does that hurt?" He asked.

"What?"

"The cut."

She had kind of forgotten that it was there. "Not really."

"I shouldn't have brought you. I'm sorry." He said, letting his emotions show through for a split second before masking them again. He seemed to have done that a lot tonight. It was just something about her made him feel as if he didn't need to always hide his feelings behind a stoic expression and pretend that he didn't feel anything at all. Maybe it was because she was so open about hers.

"Don't apologise. You didn't know you were gonna get ganged up on by some psycho hunters. And besides even if I could go back in time, knowing that was going to happen, I would've still gotten in the car with you."

Derek couldn't help but feel touched by that. It was simple but she had still said it. He had basically been the reason that she was injured, yet she would still have gone with him.

"Oh, before I forget…gimme your phone." She said, holding her hand out. He went to question it but then he decided against doing so. He fished his phone out of his pocket and placed it in her hand. "Thank you."

She unlocked it and made herself a contact and added her number before texting herself so that she had his as well.

"I'll text you when I've spoken to Mary about the window." She handed him back his phone and he put it back in his pocket just as they arrived at Scarlett's house.

He pulled into the side and she unbuckled her seatbelt, smiling at him before exiting the car. Before she shut the door, she bent down again. "Thanks for the ride Derek. It was…interesting." He cracked a smile at her saying the exact same thing she had said the last time she left his car.

"Goodnight Scarlett." He said.

"Night Hale." She shut the door and made her way back up to the house. Once again, he made sure that she was safely inside before driving off. He had become protective over her and he wasn't a hundred percent sure what that meant exactly. Not yet anyway.

"Hey momma bear." Scarlett said with a smile when she walked out of her room.

"Hey, what're you doing up?" Melissa asked. Like her daughter, she too was dressed in her pyjamas.

"Just some homework."

"Oh okay. Scar, were you and Scott okay tonight?" She asked, sounding worried.

"Yeah, fine. Why?" Scarlett asked, knowing that she was lying. The reason she had come out of her room was because she heard her mom coming and she knew that Scott wasn't home yet and he had asked her to stall for him.

"I feel like I leave you two alone too much."

"Mom, you leave us alone because you have to go to work. Don't feel bad about it. Besides, Scott and I just bond more when you're not here." She said with a laugh. The laugh was fake and she couldn't be farther from speaking the truth. Of course she and Scott weren't bonding. Quite the opposite actually.

"That's good. Speaking of, I'm gonna go check on him." Scarlett didn't protest. If Scott wasn't home then that was his fault. She stalled for as long as she could.

She was about to go back to her room when she heard her mom frantically screaming, making her run to Scott's room.

"Mom!" She shouted, switching the light on. Melissa was holding a bat and Stiles was on Scott's bed. "What the hell?"

"I was wondering the same thing." Melissa said, putting her hands on her hips. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?! Do any of you even play baseball?" He asked, gesturing to the bat.

"Hey." Scott said, coming up behind Scarlett making her jump.

She whacked him in the chest. "Don't do that!"

"Could you please tell your friend to use the front door?" Melissa asked Scott.

"But we lock the front door; he wouldn't be able to get in." Scott explained.

"Exactly." The two females said at the same time.

"And do either of you care that there is a police enforced curfew?"

"Yeah, guys. You really should respect the rules." Scarlett patronized them.

"And you." Melissa pointed a finger at Scarlett.

"What'd I do?" She asked innocently.

"You lied to me about Scott being home."

"He asked me too! Isn't that right?" Scarlett asked, not wanting to take the fall completely when he had in fact asked her to stall for him.

"No…" Scott shrugged.

Scarlett was seething. "Fuck you Scott." She scoffed, shaking her head and stomping out.

"Scarlett Lacey McCall, you watch your mouth!" Melissa shouted after her. She had never heard her daughter use the f word before and she was worried even more because she had said it to Scott which seemed extremely out of character for her.

Scarlett ignored her mother and slammed her bedroom door. Oh, she was so beyond pissed. Where the hell did Scott get off lying like that? They were supposed to always have each other's backs and now…well now he was just being a dick.

Scott could just forget about asking Scarlett to cover for him when he wanted to be out late. At first, she was all for it because Allison was his first real girlfriend but after him saying that…she was through. No way in hell did he get to treat her like shit and expect her to be the ever-loving sister in return.