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Chapter 9

Walking down the hall to meet Isaac at our lockers Stiles comes running up to me.

"Hey, Scott still hasn't gotten the necklace." Stiles says frustrated.

I nod my head at his response because I knew Allison wasn't going to talk to him anytime soon especially with her being all over Jackson, how disgusting.

"I could of told you that." I say with an eye roll.

Stiles looks at me with a dumbfound expression.

"She's been with Jackson. The two have been getting pretty cozy." I reply with venom.

"Seriously?! Does Scott know?" Stiles asks in surprise.

"I don't know but I think he has to have an idea. If I've noticed he's had to have noticed."

Stiles still looks at me with an awe expression written on his face.

"Wow, okay. No ride today?"

"No, I brought my car. I'll see you at home." I reply with a smile.

I opened my locker door and started placing my books inside. When I started to take out the books I needed for homework I heard Lydia's annoying voice calling after Jackson.

"Jackson, this little text? Not funny!"

I roll my eyes because he is probably just telling her he couldn't go shopping with her.

"I wasn't trying to be funny. I would of put a 'ha ha' at the end. And see, there is no 'ha ha' at the end." Jackson replies snarky.

I chuckle as I close my locker and lean against it waiting for Isaac.

"Lydia, please give up my spare house key at the earliest convenience. As we are no longer dating!?" Lydia recites the text.

I suddenly feel my eyes bulge out of their sockets. Did he just break up with her in a text? What has happened to Jackson? He wasn't always such a douche bag. I suddenly feel my heart pang in pity for Lydia. She seems to really be taken back by his sudden change of heart. She might be a wench with her claws in Jackson, but Jackson loved her claws. He loved her, or least I thought her did.

"Well, Lydia, in preparation for some big changes, I've decided to drop some of the dead weight in my life. And you're just about the deadest." He says with a condescending smirk on his face.

I know my mouth is probably wide open and in all honesty I don't care. I'm just in shock to be witnessing Jackson tear down Lydia.

"Are you breaking up with me?" Lydia asks dumbfounded.

"Dumping, I'm actually dumping you." Jackson says with a chuckle.

What the hell is going on here? It's like Jackson and Lydia have reversed roles from two years ago. Lydia yells out something to Jackson as he walks away with a smirk. She's left looking around with a hurt expression. Lydia turns around and looks at me now with anger etched on her face.

"What?!" She yells out.

I suppress an eye roll and let out a sigh.

"You didn't deserve that." I say as I walk up to her.

"I didn't ask for your opinion."

I place my hand on her shoulder and her eyes widen.

"I know but even I think that was wrong. You might be a bitch but even you don't deserve that." I say and see Isaac standing behind Lydia.

He is smiling at me with brightness to his eyes. Lydia opens her mouth to reply but I cut her off.

"This doesn't make us friends."

I grab Isaac's hand and drag him away from Lydia.

"Were you just being nice to Lydia Martin?" Isaac asks in a teasing tone.

"Quiet or we won't 'study'." I say with a smirk.

Isaac starts laughing and starts motioning likes he's zip his mouth shut. Laughs erupt from my chest and I pull Isaac toward the car.

I fell back on to my bed with Isaac's lips on mine. One of his hands running through my hair and his other holding himself up. I ran my hands through his curls and around his neck as our mouths battle for dominance. My body felt like it was going to explode with him lying on top of me and between my legs. Isaac pulled back from my lips so we could catch our breath. His eyes scanned mine as he smiled and I felt my heart leap from my chest. I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute and it wasn't because I was turned on, and boy was I turned on by Isaac right now. It was because my feelings for Isaac were becoming stronger. I knew I was falling fast but I couldn't help it. Isaac was becoming more to me and it scared me.

"Now what an awesome reward that was wasn't?" I ask seductively.

Isaac smile becomes wider and he nods his head.

"Who knew, that knowing the difference from an ionic and covalent chemical bond could feel so good." Isaac says as he brings his lips to mine.

I eagerly capture them and deepen our kiss. Isaac's hand runs down from my hair to my hip and grasps it tightly. My blood immediately starts to heat up and I can feel the heat running through me. I let out an involuntary moan and Isaac grinds his hips into mine. I immediately gasp as Isaac's lips run down my neck to where he begins to plant kisses along my collarbone. My hips immediately buck in response and Isaac lets out a small moan. I suddenly open my eyes to see the lights in my room flickering hysterically. I close my eyes and take a few breaths.

"Isaac, as much as I'm loving this, we need to get to another question." I say trying not to show my nerves.

Things needed to cool down or I was going to pop light bulbs. Isaac looks at me and gives me an understanding smile. Isaac plants a peck on my lips and caresses my face. I smile into our kiss and he slowly gets back up.

Isaac looks down at his watch and then stands up quickly.

"I need to go! I'm going to be late, if I don't hurry, Coach won't play me." Isaac says as he grabs his backpack.

I grab Isaac's hand and stop him.

"Don't worry, leave your books here. We finished our homework anyway." I say.

I get up and walk him outside to his bike. Which he left here this morning. He gets on his bike and I give him one last kiss before he leaves. The kiss isn't a quick one either its long and filled with passion. As we pull apart I see Isaac's eyes are glistening with strong emotions.

"I'll see you at the game?" Isaac says as plants a quick kiss on my lips.

"Of course I've got to cheer on my boyfriend." I say playfully.

Isaac's eyes light up at my calling him my boyfriend.

"Boyfriend?" he asks.

"Yes, boyfriend…unless you don't want to be my boyfriend." I say playing a fake pout on my lips.

"No! Yes! Of course!"

I interrupt Isaac by placing my lips on his. He kisses me back urgently and pulls me into his arms hugging me tightly. He pulls away and gives me a quick smile and is on his way.

I watch Isaac pedal away and as I turn I see a dark figure pull into my cousin's window. I immediately run upstairs and pull open Stile's door. I look around to see nothing. I know I had seen something. I knew I had. As I'm about to walk out Stiles and I bump into each other.

"Oww! Dang it Aria your head is hard." Stiles says as he touches his cheek.

I stumble back a little and give Stiles a little smile

"Sorry, I just thought I saw something"

He sighs and pushes passed me.

"It's okay, I just got to do something real quick." He says as he pulls his computer out.

I walk over and stand behind him.

"Hey, kids!" Uncle Jack yells out.

"Yo…Derek." Stiles says out loud.

I roll my eyes at him and hit Stiles across the head.

"Seriously!?" I yell at him.

Derek motions for us to be quiet and for Stiles to go out there with his dad.

I push Derek into Stiles closet and I follow behind him. Stiles pops out of his chair and rushes to the door.

"What'd you say?" I hear my Uncle Jack ask.

"What? I said 'Yo…Dad'" Stiles lamely replies.

It's silent for a bit and I yell out!

"Yo…Uncle Jack!"

Derek looks at me like I'm crazy and I smirk at him.

"I'm saving your ass. Turn around." I say to him.

He looks at me like I'm crazy but does so anyway. I pull off my shirt and pull on Stiles' jersey.

"Aria, where are you?" My uncle calls out

I walk out of the closet and pull on Stiles' helmet.

"Do you think if I join, it will make my Dad have a heart attack?" I ask as I pose with Stiles' lacrosse stick.

He starts laughing and forgets about Stiles' mishap in saying Derek's name.

"Honestly, it would probably have the opposite effect. He loves sports." My uncle says as he pulls off the helmet from my head.

"Well don't want any bonding time with him so I better get this off."

"Aria, you know it wouldn't hurt to try and forgive him." My uncle says.

I stop in my tracks and I feel the lump in my throat tighten. I know he is just trying to be a good brother but things sometimes aren't fixable. I turn around and grab my uncle into a tight hug.

"You're all I need. You might not be my biological father but you're my dad." I say as my voice cracks.

My uncle hugs me back and sighs. I pull back and give him a smile before I run back into Stiles' room. I close the door and take a couple of deep breaths. I walk into the closet and pull Derek out. I close the door in his face and take off Stiles jersey and pull back on my maroon Ramones shirt. I run my hands through my messy hair from the helmet and let out a shaky breath. The closet door opens and Derek pulls me into a hug.

"Don't say anything. I understand." Derek says as he hugs me.

My heart skips a beat and I know it shouldn't when I was just with Isaac but its Derek. I've always had a crush on him. Feelings like that just don't go away.

Suddenly the door opens up and Stiles looks at me and Derek with an expression on his face. He is about to say something when, Derek, in one swift motion has him pinned up against the wall.

"If you say one word…" Derek says but is cut off by Stiles.

"Oh, what, you mean, like, 'Hey, Dad, Derek Hale's in the house groping Aria, bring your gun'?"

Derek releases his grip slightly and takes a step back from Stiles.

"Yeah, that's right. If I'm harboring your fugitive ass, it's my house, my rules, buddy."

"Hey, it's my house, too" I say out.

Derek looks back at me and then looks back at Stiles, and fixes his jacket. Stiles counter reacts and does the same to Derek.

Wow, Derek is acting pretty calm and collective considering Stiles demeanor. Just as Stiles walks passed Derek he lunges a little causing Stiles to flinch.

"Oh, my God!" Stiles yells out in fear.

I let out a chuckle and sit on Stiles bed.

"Scott didn't get the necklace?" Derek asks.

I look over toward Stiles and he shakes his head.

"No. He's still working on it. But there's something else we can try."

I get up from the bed and stand next to Derek.

"The night we were trapped in the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there."

"So?" Derek asks.

"So it wasn't Scott." I say catching on to Stiles theory.

"You want to find out who sent it, don't you?" I say with a smirk playing on my lips.

"I think I know somebody who can." Stiles says smiling at me.

"Who?" Derek asks curiously.

"Danny." Both Stiles and I say at the same time.

Derek looks at us both confused. I let out a chuckle.

"Some boy from school." I say.

"I'm going to call him. No funny business while I'm gone." Stiles says.

Derek gets in his face and growls.

"Okay, I'm just going to go."

Stiles flinches away and practically runs out of the room. Derek turns to look at me and arches his eyebrow.

"You know it's not safe for you to get involved with that boy." Derek says.

He walks around Stiles room looking at everything but me.

"How do you know I was with a boy?" I ask.

He lets out a sigh.

"I saw you outside with him. You need to stay away from him."

"What do you mean? He knows nothing." I say with frustration.

Why would it matter as long as I can keep Isaac out of the loop he will be fine. Derek is just being over protective.

"Aria just stay away from him. If you care about him you will stay away from him. If not I will make you." Derek says in a frustrated tone.

I walk straight to Derek and grab his face and pull it to look at me. I feel my heart beat a little faster and his eyes widen in surprise.

"Don't do this to me. Don't try to give me an ultimatum." I say surprisingly calm.

I was calm on the outside but on the inside of my head I could picture myself suffocating Derek. Slowly taking away the oxygen from his lungs. Derek surprise me by leaning closer to my face. His face inches from mine and I feel my mind go blank and my heart stop. What is he doing? He looks from my eyes to my mouth and starts to slowly lean forward.

The door burst opened and I jump back and away from Derek. Stiles looks between the two of us.

"Hell, no! Aria!" Stiles yells at me.

I know my face is flustered because I can feel the heat in my cheeks. Derek looks at Stiles and rolls his eyes at him.

"Is he coming?" Derek asks in a frustrated tone.

"Yes, but I think, Aria, you need to change." Stiles says.

I look down at to see my tube socks that meet at my knees, my light denim cutoff shorts, and my off the shoulder Ramones tee.

"What is wrong with my clothes?" I ask confused.

"Your lack of clothing is causing wolf boy to droll and wag his tail." Stiles says looking at Derek.

Derek stalks toward Stiles but I walk in-between. I look at Stiles and give him a scowl and then turn to look at Derek.

"It's cool. I was going to change anyway for the game tonight." I say.

I walk toward the door.

"You're going to go see him, aren't you?" Derek's voice reeks of jealousy.

That's when it hits me. He's jealous. HE'S FREAKING JEALOUS! WHAT THE HELL?! I look at Stiles and his face is mirroring my expression. I turn to look at Derek and give him the best unknowing face I can.

"Yes, I am." I say.

I walk out of Stiles' room and into mine. I try to comprehend why Derek would act this way? I walk up to my closet pull out an outfit and pull off my clothes. This is strange. I don't understand what could possibly make Derek act jealous.

I pull on a black high waist skater skirt and pull on a burgundy sweater over. I grab my black high top chucks and pull them on. I walk to my mirror and pull my long waves into a sideways messy fishtail braid. I put some lip clear lip gloss on my lips and smile.

I turn around and see on the floor mine and Isaac's books sprawled all over the place. My heart drops into my stomach. Isaac is my boyfriend and I think Derek almost kissed me. I sit on my bed and feel a tear roll down my cheek. I'm a horrible person. How could I let that almost happen, when it's perfectly clear that my feelings for Isaac are real and strong? I can't dwell on this so I make myself busy by picking up all our books and putting our homework away. I do this slowly trying to buy myself time till I have to return to Stiles room. When my room is spotless I let out a shaky breath and walk out and into Stiles room. What I see next was not what I was expecting.

Derek is shirtless digging through Stiles' drawers as Danny steals glances toward Derek. Danny's checking Derek out and he notices me looking and straightens up. Stiles looks up at me and smiles.

"Actually, Miguel isn't my cousin he's Aria's, but we are so close he's like family." Stiles looks at Derek. "They even resemble each other, right?"

Danny looks between us and looks a Stiles.

"I guess."

"Uh, Stiles?" Derek grunts out.

"Yes?"

"This…no fit." Derek says as he clutches a shirt.

Derek looks like he is about ready to rip Stiles throat and drink his blood.

"Then try something else on." Stiles says.

I chuckle and walk toward Derek.

"I'll help you, Miguel."

I smile at Derek and help him rummage through Stiles two sizes too small shirts. I pull out a striped blue shirt and Derek looks at me and rolls his eyes.

"Hey, that one looks pretty good, huh?" Stiles says to Danny.

"What do you think, Danny?" Stiles asks again.

"Huh."

"The shirt."

Danny looks at Derek and then at Stiles.

"It's…It's not really his color." Danny pipes out shyly.

Derek lets out a low growl only I can hear and takes the shirt off. He walks back to the drawer with a permenant scowl etched on his face.

I look at Stiles and smirk knowing exactly what he's trying to do. Stiles is a sneaky little rat when he wants to be. I turn back to Derek and the shirts.

"You know he's only trying to get us help." I whisper.

Derek looks at me and rolls his eyes.

"I don't care. I don't like him exploiting me." Derek says as he pulls out another shirt.

He turns toward Stiles in frustration.

"Stiles! None of these fit."

Stiles looks toward Danny and gives a huge smile. Derek and I turn around toward the drawer and he keeps throwing shirts on the floor aggressively.

"I can get you one of my uncle's if you'd like." I whisper to Derek.

He looks at me with pleading expression. I let out a chuckle and go to my uncle's room. I pull out a shirt from his drawer, a plain grey shirt I'm sure he wouldn't miss. I walk back into the room and Stiles gives me a thumbs up. I give Derek the shirt and he pulls it over.

"Thank you." He sighs in relief.

"You're welcome." I chuckle out.

We walk to stand behind Stiles and Danny.

"There." Danny sighs. "This text was sent from a computer. This one." Danny says as he points at the screen.

My eyes widen at what I'm seeing.

"Registered to that account name?" Derek asks.

Danny nods his head as Stiles is rambling.

"No, no, no, no. That can't be right."

We all stared at the screen that read Melissa McCall. This wasn't right.

I sat in the backseat of the Jeep as Stiles is on the phone with Scott. I looked out the window as I rubbed my amulet.

"Hey, is there something on the back of it?!" Derek yells into the phone that is still attached to Stiles' hand.

"There's gotta be something. An inscription, an opening, something." Derek yells out.

"Not necessarily. My amulet doesn't say anything. It doesn't even have my family crest." I say as I pull my necklace up for the boys to see.

"The lapis lazuli is your family stone. Anyone who knows about your kind would know who you are by seeing that." Derek says as he runs his thumb over it.

"I know. Look, if you see my dad can you tell him Aria's with me and we are going to be little late, okay?" Stiles says sadly.

I know he knows we aren't going to make the game and I feel so bad. Stiles was going to miss his first and possibly only chance of playing first line and I had just confirmed Isaac as my boyfriend and the next thing I'm doing is letting him down.

"You both aren't going to make it." Derek says looking between us.

"We know." I say defeated.

"And you didn't tell him about his mom, either." Derek says looking at Stiles.

"Not till we find out the truth." I say looking at Stiles.

His eyes conform the words I just said.

"By the way, one more thing. " Derek says nonchalant.

"Yeah." Stiles replies.

Derek grabs Stiles head and bashes against the steering wheel. I gasp in surprise but know exactly what that was for.

"Oh, God! What the hell was…" Stiles groans in pain.

"You know what that was for. GO!" Derek yells at him.

"Derek that was a little too much." I reprimand him.

He looks at me and then Stiles.

"GO!" he yells and points to the building.

I start to follow Stiles but Derek grabs my wrist.

"No, he needs to go alone." Derek says.

"No! He's not!" I yell out and pull my wrist out of his grasp.

I followed Stiles into the hospital and there wasn't anyone at the front desk. Stiles pulled out his phone and called Derek.

"I'm going to look around." I walk toward the back of the front desk.

I walk further to the back and see legs sticking out from a doorway to another room. I walk slowly toward the feet and I can feel my heart racing against my chest. When I get to the door I see a woman with her throat torn out and a pool of blood around her lifeless body. I instantly pull my hand over my mouth. I step back and turn around to see Peter Hale.

"You must be Stiles." Peter says.

He's the alpha.

"Run! STILES! RUN!" I yell out as I start running toward him.

A red haired nurse gets in my way and gives me a menacing smile.

"What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over."

I grab Stiles arm and pull him behind me.

"Aria, it's good to see you." Peter says with a evil smirk.

"You…and him." Stiles points to the red head and Peter.

"He's the Alpha." I look at Stiles and turn to Peter. " You're the Alpha."

"Oh, my God. I'm gonna die. We're gonna die." Stiles cries out.

Derek jumps out of nowhere and knocks the red head out.

"I was going to do that." I say.

"That's not nice. She's my nurse." Peter says.

"She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people. Get out of the way." He says to Stiles and I.

"Oh damn." Stiles says and ducks.

I turn to stand by Derek.

"No Aria. Go." Derek says.

I look at him and then at Peter.

"You need me." I protest.

"GO!" Derek yells at me.

"Aww isn't this sweet." Peter says with a smirk.

"I won't let you kill her like you did Laura." Derek yells at him.

"You don't think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family?" Peter asks.

Derek growls at him and charges at Peter. He grabs Derek and crushes him into the wall. I ran toward Stiles and helped him up. We stumble a bit and finally get our footing.

"Go!" I yell at Stiles.

"No, Aria you're coming with me." I pull my hand out of Stiles wrist.

"Go I'll be fine." I push him out of the doors.

"Conclusit." I whisper.

The doors immediately shut and lock Stiles out, he begins banging on the door.

"Aria!"

I turn around and stalk toward Peter and just as I'm about to hit him he grabs me by the throat. He has both Derek and I by our throats dragging us down the hall.

"My mind, my personality were literally burned out of me. I was being driven by pure instinct."

I could feel my air slowly leaving me and I kept hitting his hand to let go of me. Right when I felt like I was going to pass out Peter drops us on the floor. I gasp and cough feeling the oxygen hit my lungs.

I see Derek get up and I stagger next to him.

"You want forgiveness?" Derek asks.

He punches Peter and goes for another but Peter blocks it. He counter reacts with a head bud that sends Derek staggering back.

I look at Peter and feel my magic working its way through me. The lights around us start to flicker erratically.

"I just want you to understand." He says as he kicks Derek and sends him flying.

I pull my amulet out and look at Peter menacing.

"Do you know what it was like for me during those years? Slowly healing, cell by cell. Thanks to Aria's lovely mother I slowly came back to consciousness. Yes, becoming an Alpha, taking that from Laura pushed me over a plateau in the healing process. I can't help that." Peter explains.

Hearing him openly admit to killing Laura sends me over the edge.

"Messueritis seminant dolores debetis. Intolerabilis dolor est, quod natura dat vobis." I start whispering and the lights began to pop around us.

Peter suddenly starts to groan in pain. I keep chanting the words over and over. My body begins to feel weak but I don't stop. I keep on and I can feel the sweat running down my forehead.

"Aria, stop you're bleeding." Derek shouts.

Peter continues to groan in pain and is slumped on the floor. Suddenly two giant hands grab my shoulders.

"Aria, stop he's unconscious!" Derek yells.

I look at Derek and feel the word around me tilt and become hazy. I see Derek eyes looking at me with anguish and him yelling, but I hear nothing. Then suddenly the world is black.

Lights and shadows move across my vision.

"Aria?" a deep voice calls out.

Whose voice is that? I've never heard it before, but it sounds warm comforting.

"Aria, follow my voice." The voice continues to say.

I suddenly feel as if my heart is being cradle tenderly. I feel my beats get faster and the world around me coming through.

"Good follow me, Aria."

The lights and shadows start to focus into shapes of a body. I can feel the oxygen entering my lungs and I gasp. The air entering my lungs stings but has never tasted so sweet. I jolt straight up to come face to face with a guy I've never seen before.

"Hello." He says with a warm smile.

He is looking at me worriedly through his deep blue green eyes.

"Aria! Thank God!" my father says as he walks into the room.

He pulls me into a hug and I look around confused as to where I am.

"Dad, where am I?"

Then realization hits me Derek, oh God, Peter.

"Der-"

I don't get to finish my sentence because my father interrupts me.

"He's fine. He brought you to me. Were at my loft." He pulls back and rubs my hand. "You almost died, again."

I look at my dad and I look around. What does he mean I almost died, again? I'm here I'm alive.

"What?" I ask.

My father motions to the boy and he nods his head.

"You were on your last breathes when they brought you to me." He says with a small smile.

"Who the hell are you?" I ask.

He lets out a chuckle and looks at my dad.

"You're right she is feisty." He says as he pats my father's back.

I arch my eyebrow and tilt my head to the side examining this guy.

"Sorry, excuse me. I've been rude. I'm Orion. Your healer."

Translations

Conclusit-Shut

Messueritis seminant dolores debetis. Intolerabilis dolor est, quod natura dat vobis. -The pain you reap you must sow. Unbearable pain is what nature bestows upon you.

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