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🐾SCOTT’S POV🐾
“Jackson, wait!” I call running after him
“What do you want McCall?!?” He growls whipping around to face me.
“Why the hell did you push Issac like that?” I ask exasperated. Jackson’s been so irritable lately that I’m not sure he had a motive.
“What does it matter to you?” He jabbed.
“Jackson” I growled.
“Look, I didn’t mean to upset him. He just freaked out” He shrugged.
“Issac hasn’t told you yet has he?” I sighed.
“Told me what?” He asked curiously. Crap, Derek warned me not to tell Jackson, but I can’t exactly take it back now.
“Issac’s mate is Lydia” I stated. I knew I had officially pissed off Jackson.
“You’re lying” He accused. I saw his ears elongate and his eyes began to glow their brilliant blue. I knew if I didn’t fight back or run right now I was dead, but something inside wouldn’t let me.
“I’m sorry Jackson” I said nervously trying to calm him down. I prepared for the blow as I saw him crouch for the attack, but then he took off the other way. I wasn’t expecting that. Why did he back off? Jackson’s never backed off, even when he was human.
“Scott, Derek says we should head home!” Stiles calls pointing to his jeep.
“You go on” I say distracted “I’ll leave later.”
“You sure?” Stiles asks uncertain.
“I’m sure, go home. You look like you could use some rest” I offer turning towards him.
“Ok, see ya at school!” He chants.
“See ya!” I wave and with that he’s pulling out of Derek’s driveway and down the road. I skipped up the front steps and into Derek’s house.
“Where is everyone?” I asked noticing Derek is the only one left.
“Boyd and Erica went home and Issac’s upstairs sleeping off his little tantrum” Derek grumbled shaking his head. I just nodded in understanding.
“So, I heard your little argument with Jackson” Derek said smirking like he knew something I didn’t.
“Yeah, why? What’s so funny?” I asked aggravated.
“Oh nothing” he bit his lip.
“Come on Derek, you can’t hide things from me like you do everyone else, I’ve known you longer. What’s funny?” I demanded.
“It’s just, Jackson was about to rip your head off and you didn’t do anything. Then he had the perfect shot, and he didn’t take it.” He shrugged.
“Yeah so, we both probably didn’t feel like a fight” I defended but why was I being defensive, I had nothing to be hiding.
“It’s just your bickering and how you let each other off so easily. It just seems…” He trailed off.
“It just seems what?” I asked getting annoyed.
“Well Boyd informed me he’s mated to Erica though Erica doesn’t realize it yet. Issac’s mated with Lydia. That just leaves you and Jackson…” He trails off again and I know exactly what he’s hinting at.
“I’m not gay Derek!” I shout.
“Think about it from my point of view Scott.” He offered “Who kept me from killing Jackson in the stairwell a year ago? Who was the only person against killing Jackson when he was the Kanima? Are you seeing a pattern here Scott?”
“I’m not gay Derek! I’m just against killing innocent people!” I defend.
“Really?!? Jackson is the farthest thing from innocent.” He pointed out.
“I-….. He-….” I was at a loss for words. Jackson isn’t innocent, so why had I been so against killing him? Why did I always defend him.
‘Mine’ my wolf growl. Hell no I shouted at it.
“Fuck you Derek, I’m not gay!” I seethed stomping off.
“Scott!” He called after me guiltily but there was no way in hell I was going back. I jumped off his porch shifting, and ran in the direction of my house.
🌕JACKSON’S POV🌕
I glanced up and immediately recognized where I was. I was at the grave sight of my birth parents. I hadn’t been here in years.
“Hey mom… Dad” I sigh softly “I’m so confused by everything that’s happened recently.” I closed my eyes and started to rub my temples when something flew into my ankle. I picked it up and wiped the dirt off to find it was a picture of Scott. I wanted crumple it up and throw it away but something urged me to keep it. Sighing I stood up and stuffed it in my pocket. I spared one last glance at the grave stones before taking off towards my house.
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“Lydia’s on a rampage looking for you” Danny smirked “I guess she didn’t get over it.” Crap, I’d almost forgotten my fight with her.
“Thanks for the heads up” I sighed.
“Oh and by the way coach hasn’t canceled lacrosse practice yet” Danny moaned. I groaned as I remembered it started snowing this morning and hasn’t stopped since.
“Does coach not realize we’re going to freeze our asses off?!?” I complained.
“Jackson, I need to speak with you!” Came Lydia’s angry voice from behind me.
“And that’s my que” Danny smirked evilly and fled the scene.
“Yes Lydia” I said calmly turning to face her.
“I will not deal with you rude comments anymore” she pouted “so I’m breaking up with you.” So how this didn’t really bother me.
“I completely understand” I nodded.
“You do?” She asked taken aback.
“I do, you don’t deserve the shit I give you” I shrugged “but may I say, I think Issac may have a small crush on you.” I don’t know why I was helping Issac. Maybe I just wasn’t that into Lydia anymore. Or I might just feel bad for what I said to Issac weirdly enough.
“Really?” Lydia asked intrigued.
“Yeah. Actually you should got talk to him now” I suggested seeing him across the hall scowling at me.
“Ok, um, thanks for understanding Jackson” Lydia said unsure. I nodded and then took of towards my first class, chemistry.
“Ok everyone, new seats today!” Mr. Harris announced. I saw Scott and Stiles groan because they were sitting together up until now. I was actually looking forward to the change seeing how I was sat next to this really annoying freshman kid.
“First table is Matt Daehler and Lydia Martin. Next table is Alison Argent and Stiles Stilinski. Next table is Danny Mahealani and Arnold Fisher.” Mr. Harris lists off. Haha Danny has to sit next to the annoying freshman kid. Mr. Harris went through a few more tables before he finally placed me.
“Last table is Jackson Whittemore and Scott McCall.” He called out. What?! Last table with McCall?!? Ugh, I’d rather sit next to Arnold. I slowly trudge over and drop my bag on the table.
“The person at your table is also your new lab partner” Mr. Harris informed. I mentally groaned, I officially hate chemistry. I glanced towards Scott to see he was skooted as far from me as the table would allow.
“I’m not gonna bite McCall” I groan. He just stayed silent.
“I’d like everyone to turn to page 413 in their text books and start the lab at the top of the page with their partners.” Mr. Harris ordered. I slid my text book out of my bag and placed it on the table.
“What page did he say again?” I asked.
“413” Scott grumbled.
“What’s your problem?!” I asked annoyed “is it really that bad to be my lab partner?!” I watched Scott visibly flinch at my words. God what’s wrong with him, I’m sucking it up, why can’t he?!?
“Is there a problem Mr. McCall?” Mr. Harris demanded.
“No sir” Scott sighed.
“Really, because it kind of requires you to work with you fellow classmate and lab partner to get the lab done!” Mr. Harris bit. I saw as Scott flinched at Harris’s words too.
“Just shut up!” Scott snapped storming out of the room. I was shocked. Scott was never one to lose his temper. I looked towards stiles and he looked very alarmed. Suddenly he caught my eye and gave me a pleading look. I can’t believe I’m doing this.
“I’ll go check on him” I sighed and left the room too. For some strange reason I felt like I knew where he was going. Actually I know I know where he’s going. I burst thought the doors exiting the school and sprinted off towards Derek’s house.
As I reached Derek’s house I crouched low outside a window as the shouting started.
“I hate you Derek!” Scott screamed “you just had to go and put that thought into my head didn’t you!”
“I merely stated my observations, you’re the one that couldn’t let it go.” Derek said calmly. What in the world are they talking about? Why is Scott so mad at Derek?
“Everyone kept saying lab PARTNERS and classMATES!” Scott shouted exasperated “I couldn’t take it!”
“Scott-” Derek started.
“No Derek, don’t even try to get me to calm down. I will not calm down” Scott cut in.
“Alison is the one that first pointed it out to me. If your girl friend feels that way…” Derek reasoned trailing off.
“JACKSON’S NOT MY MATE!” Scott yelled collapsing to the grown sobbing. My heart stopped as Scott said this. Did Derek think we were mates. We can’t be mates! But at the same time, why do I have such a strong urge to comfort him right now?
“And how do you know he’s not?” Derek asked softly, crouching down to Scott’s level.
“That’s what scares me Derek. I don’t know” Scott hiccuped. All kinds of emotions were running through me right now and I just had to leave. I just stood up and dashed back towards the school.
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