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EDITED * 7TH OCT 2018 *
|Chapter 4|
I turn on my computer and go to the video call between me, Stiles and Scott. They are already there as usual.
Stiles brings out a plastic gun and ‘fires it’ with a cheeky smile. I chuckle at his dorkness.
“Bonjour.” I say before turning to write my last sentence of my chemistry homework. Don’t want to get on Harris’ bad side.
“Well, stiles what did you find out?” Scott asks and let me tell you, he looks like shit. He has bags under his eyes, looks like he hasn’t slept in ages making me wonder if werewolves even sleep.
“Well it’s bad. Jackson has a separated shoulder.” Stiles says.
So Jackson was the one that was laying on the ground. Damn Scott you got it bad. Especially with Jackson.
“Because of me?” he asks.
“What do you think, twat?” I ask sarcastically as Scott rolls his eyes.
“because his a tool.” Stiles adds and I nod.
“Is he gonna play?” Scott asks. Scott has been asking a lot of questions lately.
“Uh, they don’t know yet. Now their just counting on you for Saturday.” He says and I sigh while Scott shakes his head.
Then it becomes silent and I look back at the screen to see something in the back of Scott’s room. Someone. I think I just peed myself, this is all getting too much.
“What?” I hear Scott ask before he freezes.
‘It looks like…” Stiles types.
‘Someone’s behind you.’ Stiles types and I look at Scott’s camera and yet there it is a guy in the background.
The screen unfreezes slightly and Scott is being dragged.
I hear Derek’s voice before Scott’s call goes down.
I try to call Scott but he doesn’t respond. I am really worried. Who knows what Hottie Hale could be doing to him right now.
The only thing I can imagine is a scared little puppy.
I decide to pray that nothing bad happened to him and wait for tomorrow. I mean… he is a werewolf.
I close my chemistry book and put it inside my back pack.
I go rest after a long long day. Seriously, since the bite in the woods, there’s not one normal day and the only thing I can think about is the formal that is happening in about 2 weeks and what had just happened.
//
It’s a new day and today my dad isn’t working.
“Morning dad.” I tell my dad and he nods before taking a sip of his coffee.
“Morning son.” He answers me removing his eyes from the big newspaper that covered his face. “I missed you, I feel like we haven’t talked that much in the past days.” He says.
I put some scrambled eggs on my plate before I sit down.
“I’m sorry, I have been busy lately with – school and – f- friends.” I say, its not easy. I can’t just tell my dad that my best friend is a werewolf or anybody really.
He nods.
“Maybe we can go eat this Saturday, just you and me.” He says and I nod.
“Sure.” I smile.
It’s just me and dad in this house, my older brother is in university in London and my mother well – She’s gone.
It gets lonely sometimes but I have some people to rely on like Dad, Scott and Stiles.
“I’m going to drive you to school today.” He says and I nod. “Let’s go. Chop chop.” He says, standing up and walking to grab his long jacket.
I pick up my back pack and follow my dad out the door.
//
I walk to school and I see Scott already walking next to the lockers looking down. I slowly make my way up to him.
“Hey wolfie.” I say.
“Keep it down, Dayton.” He warns me and I nod mumbling a ‘sorry’. “I talked to coach, he doesn’t allow me to sit out on Saturday’s game.” He says.
“Wanker..” I mumble referring to coach. He can really be a twat sometimes. A big one.
“You okay?” I ask and he nods before scratching his back. I guess Stiles is rubbing off on him. “What happened yesterday after all?”
“Derek came over to threaten me.” Scott mumbled, trying to keep his voice down while other students walked around the two casually.
“This guy’s becoming too much of a douche and a problem for us to deal with.” I say grabbing into my backpack.
His phone rings and he reads it before Allison walks down the stairs with a award winning smile.
“Hey Scott, Dayton.” She says and I greet her while Scott smiles. Lovey dovey… “Busy?” She asks Scott.
“No, it’s my mom, shes nothing.” Scott says and my eyes widened. Damn that is so not a good impression to make in front of your future wife.
“I mean it’s nothing. I always got time for you.” Gag. Cringe.
“Anyways, I’m going to class, see you later.” I say and smile at both of them before walking away to my next class, leaving them to do their lovey dovey stuff.
I go to my next class which is French, which I have with Allison. I think she’s in most of my classes.
//
I follow Stiles around as he looks like he is about to have a spaz attack, he honestly looks like a ticking time bomb since the whole ‘Our Best Friend is a werewolf’ situation.
He finds Scott in his locker and pushes him towards a wall.
“Calm down, Deputy.” I say sarcastically.
“Tell me what are they saying?” Stiles asks referring to his father which also works with my dad. He isn’t supposed to be in school so it’s obvious something’s going on and that’s not good.
“Curfew because of the body.” Scott says turning back to us.
“Unbelievable.” Stiles says. “My dad’s out there looking for a rabid animal while the jerk off who actually killed the girl is just hanging out doing whatever he wants.” He says and I nod. True that.
“Yeah but we can’t exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek, can we?” I ask turning to look at Stiles.
“I can do something.” Scott asks resting his head on the wall.
“Finding the other part of the body.” Stiles says and I can’t believe my ears. He really has a death wish… or a werewolf wish which I don’t even know is worst.
“Are you insane?” I say as I follow Stiles in a fast pace.
“No, it’s the only way, Dayton.” He says and sighs. “Maybe it will even help the investigation.” He says.
“Or it will turn us into a werewolf or worst – Kill us.” I say and Stiles turns to me.
“Okay first, you know I would never let anything happen to you – or any of us , second I got my plans.” He says with a smirk. How can someone be so sweet yet so annoyingly stubborn?
“Uhm, okay – Is that supposed to make me thing differently about this situation ‘cuz if so, it’s not working.” I say and Stiles sighs.
“Whatever Day, look I’ll see you later ok?” He says before giving me a light squeeze on my arm and walking to his class, while I walk to mine which is History.
History’s honestly the least of my worries at the moment, I thought until I forgot that I had homework and I didn’t complete it which meant I would stay behind today. Great.
//
Stiles is parking in front of Scott’s house and as soon as he parks he jumps out of the car and runs like his in a marathon. He opens the door and runs inside. I let out a small chuckle, he’s honestly hyped and annoyed because I had to stay behind for half an hour to do the homework I didn’t complete, he’s quite mad at me but oh well.
Who invented this guy?
I walk slowly inside the house and walk upstairs to Scott’s room to find Stiles bombarding Scott with questions while Scott is sitting down in his bed, I slowly close the door before throwing my insanely heavy bag into the bed.
“I found something at Derek’s.” Scott states.
“Are you kidding?” I ask. “You went there?”
“What?” Stiles adds.
“There was something buried there, I could smell blood.” He states looking between me and Stiles.
This seriously sounds like something taken out from a movie.
“That’s awesome.” Stiles says and my eyes widen before hitting Stiles in the back of his neck. Twat.
“Ouch. I mean that’s terrible. Who’s blood?” He asks with his hand in the back of his neck. Maybe I hit him too hard. He didn’t need to be a dick though.
How would he know? Unless his senses are really up front.
Scott stands up and now I notice how small I actually am.
“I don’t know, but when we find out. Your dad is blaming Derek for the murder.” He says. “Then you guys help me figure out how I’m going to play lacrosse without changing. Because there is no way I am not playing that game.” He says.
“We aren’t really the best people to teach you to play lacrosse” I say as they both turn to me.
“You’ll figure it out.” Scott says and Stiles has a cheeky smile on his face. What a wanker.
//
We are now in the hospital because Scott is going to check the body.
“Good luck. I guess?” I say and Stiles pulls me to the chairs as I sit down and take a leaflet for health insurance.
I look up to see Stiles freaking out for no apparent reason. I look around and of course, there’s Lydia sitting down reading a leaflet. I chuckle at Stiles’ awkwardness, every little movement he does is so entertainingly funny so I just hand my attention to Stiles for the next minutes. Which sounds a bit creepy.
However I feel a pain inside of me. Emotional pain which I can’t seem to control but whatever it is, it hurts.
I don’t even know what it means but I don’t like it and I want it to go away. I advert my eyes from the boy and grab an actually helpful leaflet about the flu.
I see Stiles walking up to Lydia and me being me, I listen to the conversation even though I try to keep my attention towards the super helpful leaflet.
“Hey – Lydia. You probably don’t remember me, I sit behind you in biology.” Stiles says and Lydia seems to be thinking – about something while playing with a curl on her hair. “Uh – anyway. I always thought – we had this kind of connection? – unspoken of course.” Stiles says and I find this a great way to tell your crush that you want them to get to know each other better. I quickly find out that I have been staring for too long.
“I think we should – you know – get to know each other better.” Stiles says.
“Hold on, give me a second.” Lydia finally speaks before touching her ear and taking an ear pod out. Ouch. “Uh – Yeah, I didn’t get anything of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?” She asks.
Poor Stiles. The poor boy hasn’t wanted anything else then to be in a relationship with the redhead.
Stiles looks shocked.
“Uh – No.” he says and somewhat is able to put a smile on his face. “Sorry – ” he says before backing away. “Just gonna – you don’t care.” He says. “Okay.” She says and he sits next to me.
I let out a small chuckle full of sympathy.
“Shut up.” He mumbles a bit annoyed.
“Don’t worry Stiles… she will come around some day. Don’t loose hope.” I say and give him a light squeeze on the shoulder.
“I’m already loosing hope.” He says and I look at him with pity.
“I know how you feel.” I say he looks at me shocked.
“You do?” He asks and I nod.
“Uh – I don’t know, I don’t think it’s hard to know how it feels.” I say.
“How comes?” He asks and I turn to him finally closing the leaflet.
“I think I know how if feels when you feel like the person you are in love doesn’t love you back.” I say and sigh. “The feeling is this immense powerful feeling of hurt.” I finish off.
“Tell me about it.” He says before getting some random leaflet off the table.
//
I see Jackson come from the doctor’s room and Lydia quickly goes to him and asks him questions. He looks pissed, while holding his shoulder. Probably had an injection.
And of course, Stiles was staring at the scene. I hit his arm to try to advert his attention from the situation or it will hurt him even more.
“Or – do you want to go Pro?” I hear her say before they lock lips and I vomit a little in the back of my mouth while Stiles just stares.
Scott removes the leaflet from Stiles’ face. “Holy – God.” Stiles says before we both stand up.
“The scent was the same.” He says.
“Are you sure?” I ask and he nods.
“So he did bury the other half of the body in his property.” Stiles says and I nod. I don’t trust that Hale guy. I just wonder why he or anyone would even have the thought to do something like this.
“I say we use it.” Stiles says before walking away and we walk behind him.
“How?” Scott asks and Stiles stops and turns around to face us.”
“Tell me something first Scott, are you doing this because you want to stop Derek or because you want to play in the game and he said you couldn’t.” Stiles asks. Good question.
“There were bite marks in the legs Stiles – leg marks.” Scott says.
“Okay, then we’re gonna need shovels.” Stiles says and he grabs both me and Scott out of the Hospital.
I don’t want to die tonight.
//
We are now at the Hale residence and Derek is now leaving his house on his car – good car may I add, does he have a job? Where does he work? Stiles drives forward and stops his jeep.
We get out and he brings out two shovels.
“Why only two?” I ask.
“Because – You’re going to be on watch.” He says and I mentally thank him. I didn’t want to loose energy by digging looking for a body because that is not an easy job.
“Oh okay.” I say casually as I make my way to Rosco.
I sit in his jeep and stay with a flashlight while both boys talk behind me and start to dig. This is going to be a long night.
Sometimes I think that I don’t do nothing – I feel useless, here I am just sitting in the sidelines literally.
“Dayton, careful with my precious.” Stiles says, looking at me in top of his precious jeep. Scared that I might damage it while I roll my eyes.
Stiles helps by being the brains. Scott well – hes strong and has his werewolf abilities. But I’m helping with nothing. I’m just some weight their carrying around. I bet if I left it wouldn’t make a difference, sometimes I feel like dead weight who’s just being carried along because I need attention.
“What if Derek comes back?” I ask.
“I got a plan for that.” Stiles says while digging.
“Which is?” Scott asks while I turn to them.
“Each of us runs one way, whichever one he catches first. Too bad, you will be missed.” He says.
“I hate that plan. I have a feeling he would totally go after me.” I state with annoyance in my tone of voice. Stiles stops digging and turns to me. “Fine – me and Dayton go one way, Scott you go the other. Happy?” he says.
“No.” I say and he sighs frustrated.
I admit, it was a better plan. Somehow being with Stiles would bring me comfort. At least I wasn’t alone, safety in numbers.
They stop digging and I run to them, finally getting off the rosco, looking back to see if I left some damage, which would mean that I would die in Stiles’ hands but thankfully the jeep was all fine.
“Come on.” I say.
“I’m trying, did he have to tie this in like nine hundred knots?” He says.
“Let me try.” I say and start to untie the knots. When I untie all of them look at what is inside it I scream and jump backwards hitting Stiles in the chest while we hold hands with fear out of nowhere, I quickly notice and let go of his hand.
I somewhat felt safe, as much as cliché as that sounds.
“It’s a wolf?” I ask.
“Yeah. I thought you said you smelled blood, as in human blood.”
“I told you something was different.” Scott says.
“We need to get out of here.” Stiles says.
“Agree.” I add.
“Okay, help me cover this up.” Stiles says as I help him and Scott cover everything up.
Stiles looks into something. He looks somewhat confused or shocked. Can’t tell.
“What’s wrong Stiles?” I ask.
“You see that flower?” he says and both me and Scott turn around to see a beautiful flower.
“I haven’t seen one like that before. It’s so – pretty.” I say.
“I think its wolfsbane.” He states. What’s that?
“What’s that?” Scott asks as if he was reading my mind.
“Uh – haven’t you ever seen the wolf man?” Stiles asks and both me and Scott shake our heads.
“Nope.” Scott says.
“Lon Chaney JR? Claude Rains? The original, classic werewolf movie?” He says.
“No! What?” Scott asks getting frustrated.
“You are so unprepared for this.” Stiles says.
Stiles goes and slowly picks up the flower – wolfsbane. There is a rope tied to the flower and Stiles goes around following the rope.
“Dayton, Stiles.” Scott says and I turn to look at him and he is looking straight to where the body was.
I turn to look at it.
“Oh my…” I state.
“Holy – “Stiles also states before coming to stand next to us.
The wolf we saw minutes ago just turned into a woman.
Damn. Somehow we got a feeling that this has just gotten even more real. If that was even possible.
This was no longer some ‘prank’.
//
Here we were now standing and watching as the police is arresting Derek.
I see my dad taking Derek to the police car.
Stiles walks to the car like nothing is going on. “Stiles!” Both me and Scott silently shout.
“Hold on.” I tell Scott and I walk following Stiles into the police car while Scott is silently calling my name.
I get inside the car and turn to Stiles.
“What are you doing?!” I ask the buzz cut.
“Just asking some questions. Calm down.” He says before turning to Derek. “Just so you know. I’m not scared of you.” Stiles states. “Okay – Maybe I am. Doesn’t matter.” He says.
“Stiles hurry up.” I say before I am yanked out of the car.
“Oh hey dad.” I say before turning to my dad. “What are you doing here?” he asks.
“Me? Oh – Uhm I just came for a – run.” I say and he looks at me up and down.
“In your normal clothes?” He asks. “Uh – Yeah.” I say “Couldn’t be asked to change – you know.” I say with a scared smile. Stiles seriously needs to hurry up.
“And why were you in my car.” He asks but is interrupted by Stiles who is yanked out of the car by his dad, the sherrif himself.
Both me and my dad turn to look at them.
“What are you doing here?” Sheriff Stilinski asks Stiles.
“Just trying to help.” Stiles states. True.
“Okay how about you help me understand how you came across this.” Sheriff Stilinski asks. “Both of you.” He says before also turning to me.
“We were looking for Scott’s inhaler.” Stiles says. I swear the sheriff didn’t know about Scott being in the woods that day –.
“Which he dropped when?” His dad asked.
“The other night.” He says. I mentally slap him in the forehead 100 times.
“The other night when you were out here in the woods looking for the first half of the body?” Sheriff asks.
“Yes.” Stiles sighs while I try to send him some kind of sign with my eyes.
“The night you told me you were alone and Scott and Dayton were home?” He asks.
“Yes – no. Oh crap.” He says realising he fucked up.
“I was home.” I say and Sheriff looks at me like he doesn’t believe it but then turns away and Stiles nods.
“So you lied to me.” Sheriff says and turns to his son.
“Depends on how you define lying.” Stiles says.
“I define it as not telling the truth how do you define lying?” He asks his son.
“Mm, reclining your body in a horizontal position?” He says and I chuckle at his comment.
“Get the hell out of here. Both of you.” He says.
“Absolutely, one hundred percent.” I say before grabbing Stiles and pushing him to Scott.
Idiot… but his an adorable idiot.
Here it is the fourth chapter! Quite long though but hey! It was my birthday yesterday! I am officially 17! I feel old man. Can’t wait to be 18 though!
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