Healing Love- Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Forty Six- Sensational

"Im gonna go to the ice rink and see if hes there. And if hes not at home, one of you call me, got it?" Scott commanded and then stood in front of Rosie, making her stop suddenly. "Be safe."

"I don't get why we need two people to look at his house when we know where hes going to be. At the ice rink." She complained, almost stomping her foot like a stubborn child.

"If you get hurt I wont forgive myself. Now you guys ready?" To his question Stiles huffed. "What?"

"Maybe we should let him. Boyd you know, man? You said Dereks giving them a choice right?" Immediately Scott grabbed Stiles' arm and pulled him further down the corridor.

"We cant."

"You got to admit, Erica looks pretty good." Straight after he said it, he looked at Rosie who had crossed her arms and scowled at him. "I mean better than she did before. No one can ever look as good as you. The word sensational comes to mind."

"That's better Stilinski. But you're right that bitch does look good."

"How good do you think shes gonna look with a wolfsbane bullet in her head?"

"Better than she does now." Rosie mumbled under her breath, causing Scott to now be the one doing the scowling.

"All im saying is maybe this one isnt totally youre responsibility."

"They all are." Scott said sternly as he carried on walking down the corridor, passing students who were oblivious to the supernatural. "And you know this things gonna get out of control. That makes me responsible."

"All right I'm with you."

"Me too. Stiles come on. Well call you if anything happens." Rosie bid her brother goodbye as she exited the school building and went opposite ways to Scott, Stiles following behind her. He over took her so he could open the car door before she got in. "Stiles we are going to scout out a werewolf, nows not the time to be a gentlemen."

"Theres always time to be a gentlemen. Now shut up and get in." Which she did. Stiles got in the other side of the car and began driving out of the car park. "You seem happier today."

"I wonder why." She replied teasingly but Stiles did not catch on.

"No that's what I'm wondering." The gear stick creaked as he changed gear, smiling awkwardly at Rosie as he excused the state of his car.

"Oh I don't know, just been asked on a date with a certain tall blonde haired werewolf." Turning her head, she saw him drop his head and become saddened.

"What? I mean I know we aren't really official but-" He began and Rosie could hear the sorrow in his voice and almost felt it radiating off him. She pushed his shoulder, resulting in a swerve in the road but no one was harmed. "Hey! What was that for?"

"I was joking, no need to get so worked up. I like that we're in the same boat."

"That was mean." His hand rubbed his arm as he drove with it clutched onto the wheel. "What do you mean same boat?"

"I mean I would be upset if you got with someone else, obviously. Now I know you feel the same way about us."

"Well that was a stupid test. Im not talking to you now." He pretended to strop as if Rosies minor examination of him had actually hurt him. Looking through her eyebrows, she pouted her lip and gave him doggy eyes. "No don't look at me like that."

She persisted with the look and even pretended to cry. Stiles get looking from her and on the road constantly as she did so. He gave up his pride and gave in.

"Fine, just stop with that look. Please. You look like you did 8 years ago." A house on the left side of the road came into view as Stiles parked the car and undid his seatbelt. While he was undoing his own, he proceeded to undo Rosies, evidentially showing how he could be a gentlemen. "Come on lets see if hes here."

The two exited the car and walked up to the house which belonged to Vernon Boyd and his family. First they rung the doorbell but there was no answer. With there being no answer, the stress levels between them rose and Stiles began banging the door, shouting for Boyd with Rosie joining in too.

"Stiles lets call Scott hes not here- Wow." Rosie began turning around but was made jump by Erica Reyes standing in front of her. Once hearing her reaction Stiles turned around to a chuckling Erica.

"What are you doing here, Rosie? Stiles?"

"Uh nothing I was just looking for um..." Nervously he answered the werewolf as she didn't take her eyes off Rosie, burning holes into her skin.

"Boyd?" She asked, still staring at Rosie and smiling devilishly.

"Yeah yes um Boyd. But hes not here so me and Rosie are leaving now." He attempted to pull Rosie away by her arm but Erica stood in front of them, stopping their exit.

"You know what you're doing right now that's kind of funny?" Now she looked at Stiles. "You're only looking at my eyes. Isn't that funny Rosie?"

"Whys it funny?" Rosie asked, sneering at Erica as if she did not fear her. While she spoke, Erica kept her smile and eyes facing Stiles.

"Well, because its that kind of look where you're trying not to look anywhere other than my eyes but you want to don't you?" She walked closer to Stiles, pushing Rosie aside. "You want a nice, long, hard look."

"Not really no." He looked at Rosie who stood staring back at him with disappointed eyes. Not sad, disappointed. But she knew the girl stood before him was beautiful in every way possible. Deep down she didn't blame him.

"So its just my eyes? Because me and your girlfriend think that you want to look elsewhere." Her head nodded in the direction of Rosie as Erica licked her teeth.

"Shes not my girlfriend but its because you have nice eyes."

"I have nice everything." The werewolf stated confidently as she discretely moved her chest, teasing Stiles even more as he was giving her the reaction she wanted.

"And a newfound self-confidence. Congratulations Erica. Me and Stiles should get going." Rosie grabbed Stiles' arm and tried to pass Erica, who yanked Rosie back in front of her.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Why not?" Stiles asked as he steadied himself after too being yanked back into place. Erica lifted up a piece of Stiles engine so he and Rosie could see that they were stuck here.

"You're having car trouble." Using the piece of the engine, she hit Rosie in the head, knocking her out. Immediately, Stiles bent down to catch her fall.

"Why did you do that for?"

"She looked at me funny." Then she replicated the hit she had done seconds before and hit Stiles on the head with the car part, leaving the two knocked out on Vernon Boyds front porch.