Losing It ~ TeenWolf

Part 49

Charlotte

The next couple of days I spent at Stiles's, avoiding my parents. I didn't mind too much though because so hated them anyway.

Even on the Monday I didn't have anything to worry about as I had brought most of my school books with me.

Stiles drove us to and from school and I really think that his dad was starting to like me.

During dinner on Sunday, Stiles's dad talked to us about all of the deaths and disappearing kids. He knew about the supernatural so we didn't need to lie.

I told him vague details about my past with Duron and now his daughter, Monroe. We told him that she was behind it and had actually heard about her.

I even told him about the assassins that came after me, I missed out the part where I killed him.

It was now Tuesday and we were all sat at the lunch table, I had bought a packet of crops for the cafeteria and slowly made my way through the bag, I was really nervous to play the game.

Half way through lunch when we were all sat down, me, Liam, Theo, Stiles, Lydia, Scott, Malia and Isaac, Liam cleared his throat and looked at me.

I could tell he was nervous, I could smell it, to be fair I think we all could.

"Um... I have something I need to tell you guys..." he said and looked over at Theo for reassurance, shit, I knew exactly what he was doing.

"Is everything ok?" Scott asked, genuinely concerned, I think that in his head he thought someone was dead or something.

He looked over at Theo again and the pure fear in his face was almost laughable, almost. Theo gave him a slight nod and Liam exhaled loudly.

"Shit, what happened?" Isaac asked thinking the same as Scott.

I almost snorted right then and there. It wasn't funny and I shouldn't have been laughing but I couldn't help myself.

"Um... me and Theo are... dating..." Liam finally said, as quietly as he could.

I turned to look at everyone and their faces visibly dropped, but not in sadness or anger and anything similar, almost, relief?

"Jesus Christ, you scared us." Lydia said.

"We've known for months." Malia said, brining her straw to her lips and slurping loudly on her drink.

"Yeah, it was kind of obvious. We could always smell you and Theo in each other's houses." Scott said.

"You... knew? Why didn't you say anything?" Liam asked, now seeming more embarrassed than anything else.

"We didn't want want to say it and make you embarrassed." Stiles said.

"Like you are right now." Lydia added.

"Are you not... surprised?" Stiles asked looking at me.

"Oh, no, I knew as soon as I came." I said.

"How long have you guys known?" Theo asked.

"We sort of figured it out.. four months ago?" Malia guessed.

"How long have you guys been... going out?" Isaac asked.

"Best part of a year." Theo shrugged.

"A year?" Scott asked, his eyes widening.

"Well... a year in total but we haven't been togethor the entire time, we broke up a few times but..." Liam left the end of his sentence hanging as he shrugged.

"Have you been sleeping at each other's house recently? You reek of each other." Malia said scrunching her nose in fake disgust.

"Well, yeah. I.. I didn't want to be at home." Liam said looking at me and I looked away immediately.

I sighed to myself knowing that Liam just gave everything away.

"What happened at home?" Lydia asked.

"Our dad came back." Liam said.

"Your dad." I said spitefully with a scoff.

"Our dad." Liam corrected.

"That man is as good as dead to me." I answered.

"Jesus, what happened with your dad?" Isaac asked.

"Sean," I said trying to exaggerate my point. "Was an arse hole who left our mother. He was rude and abusive and plainly just a prick."

"He's still your our dad." Liam said.

"Hes the reason I have this scar," I said, letting out a laugh of shock, pointing to the scar on my cheek. "And this one." I pointed down at my thigh. "I'd kill him myself." I said dryly,

"It's not his fault, he's bipolar. He isn't medicated." Liam said angrily.

"How hard is it to go to the fucking clinic and pick up a prescription?" I asked bitterly.

"Speak for yourself!" Liam almost shouted. "You are the one refusing to get tested! You are the one who skips her meds! Fucking hell, you don't even take the right ones." He yelled, standing out of his seat.

I stood up too and slammed my hands on the table. "What the fuck? You have no idea what it's like to be on those meds, it's so fucking draining." I yelled.

"You need them!"

"And you need to shut the hell up, right now." I yelled and I walked off.

Storming off with my back pack over my shoulder I heard Stiles follow behind me.

I turned around and faced him, as soon as I saw his concern, my anger lessened slightly.

"Please can I just be alone for a minute? I just need a little time to breathe." I said calmly.

"Are you going to be alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I just need a second to think."

"Ok, I'll see you after school?" He asked.

"Yeah." I smiled and he walked back to the table with the others.

I walked into the cafeteria and then through the school, making my way to the lacrosse field. I placed my bad down on the stands and pulled off my jumper, I was wearing a tank top underneath with some shorts on - I didn't realise how cold it was going to be so my legs ended up turning into this place mix of blue and purple.

I walked over to the clearing of the woods and exhaled slowly before taking off, running down the pathway.

I had a lot to think about.