Daddy Issues– Chapter 8

~A Teen Wolf fan-fiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn~

The next morning, Teagan walked down the hallway toward her locker.

As she opened the locker door, she placed her hand over her mouth to yawn. After all the drama with Jackson and Avery's cruel joke about werewolves, her sleep was restless as she was hit with nightmare after nightmare.

"Rough night?" Avery asked, as she walked up to her best friend, seeing her yawn.

Teagan nodded her head and yawned again as she reached inside her locker to grab the books she would need that morning.

She glanced over at Avery and remembered how scared she looked the night before and wondered how she was doing that day.

"How are you this morning?" Teagan asked.

"I didn't get much sleep either last night." Avery answered.

"Why?" Teagan asked concerned, she really hoped Avery wasn't going to start with the whole werewolf thing again.

The joke wasn't funny the first time and wasn't going to be funny this time either.

"Cause I was way too excited to sleep." Avery said, as she clapped her hands and bounced on the balls of her feet.

"What has you so excited?" Teagan asked with a laugh. She had just seen the girl the night before and couldn't think of anything that could have happened in that short period of time.

"You would never believe who was waiting for me at home last night. I guarantee you will never be able to guess, but go ahead and try." Avery said, with a smile.

"Uh... hmm, I don't know… Stiles?" Teagan guessed.

Avery shot her a look then asked, "Why in the hell would Stiles be at my house?"

Teagan shrugged then said, "I don't know. You two just looked cozy yesterday, plus there is the whole 'he likes you' thing."

"Ok let me rephrase that, why would I be happy about Stiles being at my house?" Avery asked.

"I don't know." Teagan said again, with a shrug.

"Exactly cause I wouldn't be happy about him stalking me, although I wouldn't put it past him. He probably does sit outside my house and watch me, the little perv." Avery said, thinking out loud and getting completely off the subject.

Teagan giggled at her friend then said, "Don't pretend like you don't like the attention. I know you A, and I know deep down, you love the fact that Stiles is all into you."

"We're getting way off the subject here." Avery said, not confirming or denying the comment.

Teagan laughed again, knowing that she was right, then said, "Okay, so if it wasn't Stiles at your house who was it?"

"Derek." Avery said with a wide smile.

"Seriously? He was at your house? Why?" Teagan asked surprised.

"To ask me out." Avery answered happily.

"Wow! That's just... wow." Teagan said in shock. She knew Avery had -had a crush on the older guy years ago, but never thought she would see the day that he would notice her friend, much less ask her out.

"I know, I seriously thought I was going to pass out when he asked me. But I played it cool while he was there, then afterwards did a happy dance in my front yard." Avery said with a laugh.

Teagan smiled, happy to see her friend so happy, then asked, "But wait, what about Stiles?"

"What about him?" Avery asked confused, then added, "and what is your obsession with him lately? Jeez, maybe you should be dating him."

Teagan rolled her eyes at the comment then said, "I'm not obsessed. He just seems like a nice guy and he really likes you A and I don't want to see anyone get hurt. Believe me a broken heart is not fun at all."

"I understand what you are saying, but don't worry, I have everything under control. Besides I'm more worried about your heart than anyone else." Avery said feeling concerned about her friend.

She glanced over Teagan's shoulders and saw exactly what her friend needed, looking back at Teagan with a smile, she said "But he looks like he can cure a broken heart."

Teagan turned her head to see what Avery was talking about and saw Isaac standing at his locker down the hall from them. She looked back at Avery and open her mouth to disagree but before she could Avery spoke up and said, "Go talk to him."

When Teagan shook her head, she added, "If you don't I will."

Teagan kept her mouth shut and raised her eyebrows, calling Avery's bluff, which she should have known was a bad idea.

As Isaac shut his locker and begin to walk toward them, heading for his homeroom, Avery shot Teagan a smirk then turned her head to call out Isaac's name, taking the boy by surprise.

He was even more surprised when Avery motioned for him to come over. He didn't think Avery had ever spoken to him before, much less knew his name.

He had thought about just ignoring her, thinking he had heard her wrong, maybe she called out a name similar to his and he misunderstood, but when he saw Teagan shoot him a friendly smile, he couldn't stop himself from walking toward her. It was like he was drawn to her.

"Hey Isaac." Avery said with a friendly smile to the scared boy.

Isaac pulled his eyes away from Teagan to look at Avery then said shyly, "Hi, uh A-Avery."

"Settle a bet for us." Avery lied, then added, "You think my friend Teagan is cute right?"

"Avery!" Teagan hissed, feeling her cheeks turn red from embarrassment. Leave it to Avery to try to play matchmaker.

"Ok fine. I can take a hint. You two crazy kids have fun." Avery said, as she took a few steps backwards, shooting the two a wink as she turned around and walked away.

"I'm sorry about Avery, she's really..." Teagan began to say.

"Bold and not very subtle." Isaac said, finishing her sentence.

"Exactly." Teagan said with a laugh, then added, "Avery has always known what she wanted and she always goes for it. I've always admired that about her. Even when she was little, she wasn't shy and she always took risks, which was the complete opposite of me. I think that's why we became such good friends. She pulled me out of my shell and taught me to be brave, you know?"

Isaac nodded his head then said, "You really missed her while you were gone, huh?"

"I did. A lot, actually, I mean sure we kept in touch but it just wasn't the same." Teagan said.

"What else did you miss?" Isaac asked, wanting to keep their talk going for as long as possible.
"I missed all of my friends. I missed that rundown theater off of Lincoln Avenue that always showed old classic movies on Sundays. Oh and that Chinese place on the corner of Dalton and Brady street." Teagan answered, then added, "And as much as I hate to admit it, I actually kind of missed lacrosse too. The other school didn't even have it. It was so weird."

"So does that mean you are going to the game this weekend?" Isaac asked nervously.

Teagan paused for a moment before answering, as much as she did miss watching the games she wasn't sure if it would be a good idea.

She wasn't sure if she could handle seeing Lydia cheer for Jackson the way she use to or see them making out afterwards. She was so lost in her own thoughts it took her a minute to realize Isaac was talking again.

"... and coach said since I had improved a lot since last year that I can start in the first game." He added.

"That's great!" Teagan said honestly, then added playfully, "Well I guess since you are starting I kind of have to go now to cheer you on right?"

"Really?" Isaac asked surprised.

"Yeah, really. I'll be there." Teagan said, smiling. After the times recently that Isaac had been there for her, the least she could do was be there for him for his first game.

Isaac smiled back happily right as the bell rang, signaling the start of the school day. With a smile still on his face he suggested they walk to class together, which she accepted.

He reached out to grab her books as the two walked down the hallway together, never knowing someone had their eyes on them the whole time.

Jackson stood down the other end of the hallway and watched them, feeling his anger rise. He gripped his textbooks tightly and clenched his jaw when he saw her throw her head back and laugh at something the loser said to her.

He was not about to just sit back while Lahey took her from him. It was time to put Lahey in his place, remind him that Teagan was his and would always be his. With a plan in mind, Jackson smirked then turned around to walk down the hallway.

~(Later that night)~

Avery ran the straightener through her naturally wavy hair again as she looked in the mirror and smiled to herself.

For her date with Derek she had chosen a tight pair of dark burgundy jeans and a black corset styled, strapless shirt.

She applied another coat of eyeliner before she headed down the stairs, Derek would be there at any moment.

"Dad, have you seen my leather jacket?" Avery asked as she walked into the study.

"Which one?" Her dad, Richard asked her.

"The black one." Avery responded as she looked around the room.

"Aren't they all black?" He asked with a sigh as he closed his laptop and rubbed his eyes.

Her dad owned a bank and was always busy.

"Ha-Ha." Avery said with an eye roll.

"You're awfully dressed up." He said as he followed her from the room.

"I have a date, remember?" she said.

"No." He said as he shook his head.

"I told you before I left for school this morning." Avery said as she stopped searching for her jacket and frowned at him.

"I'm sorry, honey. I've had a lot on my mind lately with work and all." He apologized.

Avery nodded but didn't respond.

"Who's the lucky guy?" Richard asked her.

"Derek Hale." She answered.

"Isn't he a little older than you? He's got to be in his 20's by now." Richard said with a concerned look.

"Yeah, he's in his 20's." Avery responded smiling.

"You don't think that's a little too old… you're only 16." He said.

"I can take care of myself, have been for some time now." She breathed out as she headed into the kitchen.

She smiled as she found her leather jacket on the back of a chair at the table.

"Tell me about him." Richard said.

"Derek?" Avery asked.

"Yeah." He said nodding.

Avery smiled at her dad showing interest in her life.

"Well, I don't really know a lot about him yet but…" Her voice trailed off as her dads phone beeped, he pulled his phone from his pocket and looked at it.

"That's great honey." He said, not paying attention to her anymore.

"Yeah, I mean even though he kills women and tortures animals in his spare time; I think he's got potential. Don't you dad?" She asked to see if he was still listening.

"Yeah, he sounds great. Listen Avery, we'll talk about this later there's a problem with an account at the bank." He said as he called a number and put the phone up to his ear.

Avery tried not to be upset, she was used to her dad not paying attention to her or anything she did.

Most fathers wouldn't let their daughters dress in the revealing clothes she wore, and all of her friends had curfews while she could stay out as late as she wanted.

She cursed herself in her head for thinking he really might listen to her.

When she heard the doorbell ring she grabbed her purse and headed towards the entry way of their large house.

Richard opened the door and nodded for Derek to come inside as he rattled off some numbers to his bank manager on the phone.

Derek awkwardly stepped inside; he had hoped nobody would be at home but Avery, because he'd figured her parents would have a problem with the age difference.

"Derek, hey." Avery greeted with a smile as she walked past her dad ignoring him.

"Ready to go?" he asked her.

"You two have fun." Richard said to them.

Derek looked at him with a blank expression; this wasn't how he'd expected him to react.

Avery's dad headed into the other room without another word to them.

Once they were outside of the house and heading to his car, Derek said "You look great."

She smiled wide and said, "Thank you."

He tried to take his mind off of how her clothes were hugging her curves; he had only asked her on the date to convince her to help him with Scott.

But when they were in the car she looked over at him as he glanced at her and their eyes met, he could hear her heart start to race and he glanced down at her chest.

Shaking his head at himself he looked back at the road, sticking to his plan would have been a lot easier if she were wearing different clothes.

The car ride to the restaurant was silent and it was making Avery uncomfortable.

"I, uh, I didn't really expect you to take me up on the whole rain check thing." She admitted, breaking the silence.

Refusing to look over at her, he said, "Me either."

A look of confusion spread over her face at his words.

"Oh…" She said, her voice barely over a whisper as she turned her head and looked out the window.

After going to the restaurant and taking their seats, Avery watched him as he stared at the menu.

It almost seemed like he was purposely trying to avoid looking at her.

Slowly she took a compact from her purse and looked at herself in the mirror; she didn't see anything wrong with her make up.

"What did you mean when you said you didn't think you'd take me up on the rain check?" She bluntly asked him.

He glanced up at her, it was only the 2nd time they had really spent time around one another both times her forwardness caught him off guard.

"I'm sure I didn't mean it the way it sounded." He said, as his eyes again went to where her cleavage was showing at the top of the tight, corset styled shirt.

Immediately he looked back down to his menu.

"What does that even mean, don't you like me?" She asked him.

"Ready to order?" He asked, ignoring her question as he waved a waitress over to them.

She ordered her food and continued to stare at him as he appeared to look everywhere but at her.

"So… when you left Beacon Hills where did you go?" She asked him, trying to make conversation and hold his interest.

"Different places." He vaguely answered.

"Anywhere really cool?" she asked, wishing he'd look up at her.

"Not really." He replied.

"Is there anything you want to know about me?" She asked with a sigh at his apparent disinterest.

He was silent as he tried to figure out how he would bring up the werewolf subject to her.

When he didn't answer her, a look of sadness spread over her face and she looked back down to her plate of food the waitress had sat down for her.

She ate her food in silence, glancing up at him every so often to see if he was watching her, but he wasn't.

"You're friends with Scott McCall, right?" Derek asked her.

"No." she said, happy he was at least talking to her.

"What about his friend Stiles, you're friends with him right?" Derek pushed her for information.

"Not really." She said with a shrug.

"Great." Derek muttered shaking his head.

He'd thought for sure they were friends.

"Is there a reason you're asking me that?" She questioned, saddened as he looked back down to his plate and ignored her.

"Doesn't matter." He responded.

Taking a drink of her water she pushed her plate to the end of the table and crossed her arms on the table in front of her.

"So Derek, tell me… have you been this disinterested in everything since your family died?" She asked, her eyebrows raised.

He looked up at her shocked.

"What did you just ask me?" He asked, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I mean you walk around with some Everest sized chip on your shoulder, and you seem to not really care about anything. So I'm just curious, were you always like this or is this a result of losing your family?" She asked, her tone emotionless.

He wasn't able to find words as he stared back at her.

"Oh I'm sorry, was it a bitch move to bring up your family on our first date? Because I think it was a bitch move to ask me out on a date when you apparently have no interest in me at all." She snapped.

"You don't know what you're talking about." He said, getting angry at her.

"I do too." She argued, feeling her cheeks darken from anger.

"You think because your dad ignores you it's comparable to losing almost my entire family?" He asked, growing angrier with her.

"Are you kidding me right now?" She gasped, her light brown eyes wide as she tucked some of her straightened blond hair behind her ear.

"This was a mistake." He said, his voice almost in a growl as he scooted to the end of the booth.

"Damn right it was a mistake. If I'd wanted to be ignored by a guy, I would have just stayed home with my dad." She said as she stood up and faced him when he got out of the booth.

"I'm sorry you lost your family, and I'm sorry for bringing it up. But I lost my family in that fire too." She said as tears burnt her eyes.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He demanded to know, as his eyes bore into hers.

"Do you really not remember my mom being friends with your aunt?" she asked shaking her head in disbelief.

His angry look softened at her words.

"She was at my house the day of the fire…" He remembered out loud.

"Yeah, and even though my dad is still alive. I lost him that day too because he's buried himself in work to forget how much it hurts." She said as she blinked back tears determined not to mess her eye make-up up by crying.

Derek took a deep breath and slowly let it out as he started to say, "Avery…"

She turned and headed out of the restaurant.

It was only moments later that Derek caught up with her in the parking lot.

"I forgot about your mom." He admitted.

"It's fine…" She said trying not to think about her mother.

"It's really not. Look, I asked you out because I thought you were friends with Scott and Stiles, and I needed your help with something." He admitted to her.

Avery scoffed, "Great, well I guess that explains you ignoring me all night."

"I know that you know what Scott is." He said as he stood close and spoke in a low voice.

"Perfect, let me guess you're a werewolf too?" She said shaking her head in disbelief.

He nodded.

She let out a loud dry laugh. "This night just gets better and better." She said as she rubbed her forehead.

"If Scott plays in the game this weekend he could really hurt someone, maybe even kill them." Derek admitted to her.

"One of my best friends is on the team…" She said, thinking about Jackson.

"Then you understand why he can't play in the game." Derek said.

She listened to him as he explained that he was a werewolf by birth and in control of himself, unlike Scott who was freshly turned and not in control.

She nodded, "You didn't have to fake a date with me, you could have just asked for my help."

"I'm sorry." He said, his tone honest as he looked at her.

She looked around them in the parking lot.

"Let me take you home." He said as he nodded towards his car.

Nodding she walked over and got into his car without another word to him.

The entire drive back to her house was silent.

Derek kept looking over at her, the reason for the date might have not been personal for him. But now he was really wishing he'd just came to her for help with Scott and asked her out on a real date.

She was different from anyone else he'd ever met, and it was a nice change to have someone actually want to be around him.

Once they got her house he got out of the car with her.

"What are you doing?" She asked as she walked towards her front door.

"Walking you to the door." He stated.

"I'm able to find my own door thank you." She said quietly, wishing he'd just leave her alone.

She felt like such an idiot for being excited for their date.

The security light on the porch turned on when it sensed their movement, and she turned to face him.

"I was acting disinterested in you because I needed to stay focused." He admitted.

"Job well done." She said with a nod.

"But it's impossible to ignore you." He continued.

She looked at him confused.

"What are you saying?" She asked.

"The truth is, I could barely keep my eyes off of you tonight. I wish it had been a real date." He admitted to her as he looked at her in the eyes.

She felt her heart race at his words, but he had really hurt her feelings that night so she didn't let it show on her face.

"Goodnight." She said softly as she turned and faced her front door, taking her purse from her shoulder she tried to find her keys.

Grabbing her arm he spun her around until she faced him.

Not saying a word to her, he leaned down pressing a heated to kiss to her soft, pink lips.

She dropped her purse on the porch as she reached up and held onto the back of his head and neck, and leaned her body against him.

His hands rubbed firmly down her sides; he put his hands on her hips and pushed her backward until her back was against the front door, never separating his mouth from hers.

She moaned against his parted lips at him taking control of the situation.

The sound made his body tense, and their breathing grew labored as he continued to rub his hands over her clothed body.

Finally breaking the kiss, he looked at her as they both fought for their breath.

"Maybe we can try going on a date again." He said, his voice low as his face was still just inches away from hers.

Avery looked at his still damp lips before she swallowed hard and nodded, "Only if you promise not to bring Scott or Stiles up."

He nodded in agreement before he fiercely reclaimed her mouth with his own.

Immediately her senses were on fire, he slid an arm around her pulled her away from the door and held onto her lower back keeping her body pressed tight against his.

Avery quickly broke the kiss when she heard the front door open.

"I thought I heard a car." Richard said as he looked between his daughter and Derek, who were both still trying to catch their breath.

"I was getting ready to come inside." Avery assured him as she leaned down and picked up her purse.

Richard nodded and walked back inside of the house, leaving the door open for his daughter.

She smiled at Derek before walking inside her warm house and shutting the door behind her.

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