Admiring You | Scott McCall

Confession

Ambrosia pov
I sat listening to a conversation between my boyfriend and the boy I adopted as my brother. "Did you get her to give you the necklace?" "Not exactly..." he says, and I roll my eyes. "Ah... What happened?" "She told me not to talk to her... at all." "Don't forget the part where she tried to throw a wrench in our relationship. She's lucky I don't kools her for that." Stiles looks at me and speaks. "I sometimes forget you were around for over a thousand years anyways. But quick question what does Kools mean?" "Oh it's sixty's slang for beating up someone." "Oh yeah, she's lucky. So, she's not giving you the necklace?" "She's not giving me the necklace!" My boyfriend snaps, so I put a hand on his shoulder. He visibly relaxes but is still irritated. "Well, did you find anything else out?" "Just that I know nothing about girls, and that they're totally psychotic." "I feel like I should be offended by the psychotic part, but I actively threaten the lives of people who piss me off. I also almost Kooled your ex-girlfriend, so you know. You're not far off." "Okay, I came up with a Plan B, just in case anything like this happened." "Just ignore me. So rude." "What's Plan B?" "My own boyfriend!" "Just steal the stupid thing!" "Oh that is easy. I can get it. I'll just swipe it from her at night time. She won't even notice I entered the room." "Good idea." "So now you pay attention to me! You know what, Stiles, you're asking for a shiner." "Stop with the 60s slang it's already weird enough that you're  a thousand years old. Also don't you have to be invited into the house." "One it is 50s slang Stiles, two it's not like I'm part witch and just needs to get close in order to cast a spell to get the necklace. While I'm doing that maybe one of you should go talk to our teacher." Stiles sighs, shaking his head, "My dad put him on a twenty-four-hour protective detail, okay? The necklace is all we have. So I am on board with the steal it train." "Thank you. Finally, someone who thinks like me." "Stiles, the fact we have the same thought process isn't a good thing. I'm a heretic who drinks blood. I'm not the best role model." Scott has stayed quiet for a while, and he finally speaks.  "...Stiles, he's watching us." I know he is talking about Jackson. I can feel his stare. "Scott... You can hear me? You can, can't you? Better hope your little girlfriend can't." I'm still looking down smirking he has no idea. Then, Stiles looks at Scott. "What's wrong?" "Jackson's talking to me. He knows I can hear him. Look at me. Just talk to me. Act normal. Pretend that nothing's happening." "Oh I know, make out with me." "Stiles, if you want to have a threesome with my boyfriend and I, all you had to do is ask." Stiles went beet red in the face and wide eyed it was a hilarious sight to see. "I mean, Scott, are you opposed to the idea?" "Eh." He goes even redder at that, and I just laugh. "Are you trying to pretend not to hear me?" Stiles and I are talking letting Scott get impatient. "Say something. Talk to me!" "You know you could've butted in at any time. Also, Stiles was asking if I we were being serious." "I can't think of anything - my mind's a complete blank!" "Well Stiles that is a new development. I don't think I have ever seen your brain stop. Are you thinking of sleeping with me and my puppy? I bet you are. You can't think of anything else." "Your mind's blank? You can't think of something to say? Also, Love, this is not the time for your teasing." "Who said I was teasing?" "Not under this kind of pressure or with that thought in my head right now, Scott!" Stiles defends himself while I snicker. "FYI, he's not even sitting with them anymore. And we can talk more about this later in ok." "Where the hell is he?" We look around trying to be as inconspicuous as possible about it. Ok, well I wasn't noticed but my boyfriend and best friend were. "Looking for me, McCall? I'm right here. So, what else can you do? Huh? Can you see better? Are you stronger and more powerful? No, I knew there was no way you suddenly got that good at lacrosse... Which means you're actually a cheater, aren't you? I mean, can you even play lacrosse?" I was starting to get angry, and usually Scott calms me down, but he's on the brink of losing control too. I kissed him to calm him down, and he pulled me onto his lap swiftly. "I'll bet my new co-captain's gonna score a bunch of shots tonight, aren't you? And while you're pretending you're not a lying cheat, I'm gonna ruin your life if you don't give me what I want. And you know what I'm gonna start with? Her." I'm getting angry because he keeps bringing Allison into this. I'm gonna destroy any chance you'll ever have with her. And, when I'm done with that, I'm gonna get her all alone, and I'm gonna get my hands all over that tight little body. Then I'm going to go for your rebound girl Ambrosia. What's she?"
I go to his ear and whisper, "Scott, come on, you can't let him do this. You can't let him have this kind of power over you, okay? Especially since that power should only belong to me." "I'm gonna do everything you never got the chance to do, and Scott? They're gonna beg for more. I bet they like to get loud. Maybe they're screamers. How are you gonna feel, Scott... When she's screaming my name?" "Scott don't listen to him. Only you can have that effect on me." His nails are digging into my hips, surly putting holes in my jeans. "Why me?" "Scott, you're my mate. we were made for each other. I waited 1000 years for you to come into my life. I spent 1000 years wondering if I would ever find them. Then you came into my life, and everything fit. I've traveled this world, never getting close to anyone because I'll out live them. Then you came along, and it was like the world made sense for once. The stars aligned, and I got close to you. Scott, you are the love of my life and half my world." "Half?" "You and stiles are each half, and you're both my world. You the love of my life and him my best friend. But you Scott, you are mine forever. You make me feel human for the first time in a millennium. You, Scott, have my heart, and I don't ever want you to give it back." His claws retract, and he puts his nose in the crook of my neck, taking in my scent. "Is that why I have the urge to bite you anytime I smell or kiss your neck?" "Yeah you want to mark me." "But won't it kill you since you're a vampire." "I'm semi-immune since I'm a hybrid. Also, my Witch wide can siphon the magic of a werewolf bite, making it useless against me. Unless I'm pumped full of like witch hazel same when injured if I am pumped full of vervain, it takes longer to heal. Those are my versions of wolfsbane Scott. Also, the mating bite shouldn't. But getting bit would make me get really sick but not die. But it shouldn't after you give me the mating bite. Because I can siphon the bite, I'd only get sick if, for some reason, I was incapacitated and couldn't siphone it. Plus, we don't really know, and it's all a little iffy if the mating bite would affect me the way a normal one does." "Why not?" "Vampires and Witches are never matched with a werewolf." "Maybe because I was bit?" "No the gods know anyone who will become or is one." "How long have you known?" "I suspected it since we meant in the woods. I felt a connection and was drawn to you, Scott." "So you're only with me because we're mates?" "No I wasn't sure until the night of the full moon and Scott I fell before I knew. I cared before I knew, and being mates had nothing to do with our love. All it did was pull us towards each other. We made the choice to date. We fell in love because we wanted to, not because we're mates, I promise." "Why didn't you tell me?" "I-i was afraid that you wouldn't want to be my mate, or that you would reject me since I was a vampire, you know. Do you reject me, Scott?" "Never, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to mark every inch of you, explore, and know every spot that makes you melt, and I want you to become putty in my hands with my touch. I want to mark your neck so everyone knows that you belong to me and to back off. I want to have a life with you, so Ambrosia Salvatore, I don't reject you." I had tears in my eyes he wiped them away. "I love you, Scott McCall." "I love you too, Ambrosia. But won't I age and you live forever?" "No my mating bite will give you immortality, which I won't do until you're ready, although you'll have to think about it thoroughly. It is a big choice. Immortality isn't something to choose lightly." "Well you're going to be stuck with me." "I don't think you quite yet grasp the concept of what I'm saying. What my mating bite would mean, Scott. All you're hearing is live forever with me. Not the fact you'll outlive everyone that you love or have loved."