TEEN WOLF [NEXT GEN]

•Chapter Three: Shots🍻•

Beacon Hills Preserve was silent the night after Lydia Martin's disappearance, her husband sending all of his deputies out to look for his missing wife, his kids sat at home as they waited for their father to get home. The two siblings sat in silence.

"Do you think they will find mom?" Allison asked her brother, he had one head phone in whilst the other was staring at the wall on the other side of the room, he didn't want to think about it at all , he just wanted his mom to be ok.

"Hopefully" Mischief said shrugging slightly standing up and walking into the kitchen , opening the bottle cupboard and grabbing the bottle of whiskey off the shelf before walking past his sister who gave him a concerned look before walking up the stairs to his room.

He sat on his bed and jugged two big swigs of the bottle leaving the bottle on the side before putting his head into the pillows. Mischief always had this side of him that he never got from his mom or dad, It was this dark part of him that just kept him isolated and alone, he liked it that way though in a way, so instead of being at home, since he was 16, he'd sneak out the house and go to this club , it had been in Beacon Hills for years and it was where Mischief can just let go of everything he was feeling, and since then even now being 19, his parents still didn't know. If it wasn't for the fact his sister was here alone , he would have gone there already, so he could forget his problems for a little bit longer.

'they prefer Allison over you Mischief'

"shut up" He said as he shoved his head into the pillows more, covering his ears.

Sudden he heard the front door go and jumped up out of bed , and to the top of the stairs where he saw his dad coming back from work , his sister in the doorway of the living room.

"Any news?" Allison had said as she hugged her dad.

"No, Sorry Princess" Their father had said kissing her on the top of the head before sitting with her in the living room. Stiles didn't even notice his own son at the top of the stairs.

'I told you , your dad prefers her over you'

"Screw this" Mischief mutters going to his room again , grabbing his jacket and wallet and the whiskey before climbing out the side window and down the street. It only took 15 minutes to walk to the club, in that space of time , he placed his headphones in and blocked out everything around him.

As he arrived at the club, there were loads of people surrounding the place, everyone dressed up in fancy shirts and dresses whilst Mischief was so known there that he just wore his own clothes at this point and didn't make a big deal about it.

As he entered the climb , he sat down in his usual spot and asked for his usual drinks , along with the whiskey that was in his side of his pocket. There were multiple different people dancing , drinking , making out , it was brilliant.

Normally Mischief would be dancing around , drinking so much he would feel like he was on ecstasy then find someone and make out with them, but tonight all he could think about was his mother.

"why the long face?" A voice shouted over the music blasting out of the speakers. He turned round, The boy looked the same age as Mischief with dark black hair just going over his eyes, with bright green eyes that looked like they were piecing into you, he was taller than Mischief and looked at Mischief with this confused look like he was trying to see into his mind.

"wouldn't say it's long but I mean I know something else that is-ugh sorry force of habit" Mischief hiccupped slightly as he smiled at the guy back before he smiled slightly too but you would miss it if weren't looking.

'ask him for his name'

"What's your name?" Mischief asked smiling and turned his seat round and fully faced the boy in front of him.

"Jayden what's yours?" Jayden said looking at Mischief smiling slightly

"Mischief"

"wait your name is actually Mischief?"

"yep"

"wow it's pretty cool to be fair , I like it , it suits you" Jayden said smiling at him.

The two talked most of the night, The two got along really well and soon began to dance, the two had linked onto each other before dancing to the rhythm together, now Mischief had forgotten about his problems for a minute. Jayden was different.

Hours later Mischief had left the club, not before exchanging numbers with Jayden before walking home, he swayed from back and forth along the pavement as he stumbled over his feet.

'you need to sober up mischief'

"I know i'm trying trust me" the first time speaking to the voice out loud fully

'you need to sleep'

"I can't" Mischief said before walking up the driveway not looking up until he heard the voice of his dad.

"where the hell have you been?!" His dad whisper yelled crossing his arms.

Mischief knew he'd messed up but he was too drunk to care at this point.

"Out " Mischief said before walking straight past his and up the stairs to his room, he knew his father was following him but he didn't care, he lay down on his bed and just placed his head once again between the pillows as he heard his dad whisper yell at him so he wouldn't wake up Allison.

"Dad can you please yell at me tomorrow , I just wanna go to sleep" Mischief said before hearing his dad slightly sigh before leaving the room but then before he did , his dad's phone went off .

"Hello?" Stiles answered

"Stiles it's Scott, look they got Malia"

"What?"