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Lauren Mcall older sister of Scott and eldest daughter of Mellisa moves back home after three years of not being allowed to see them. How will she handle all of her problems already with these new supernatural problems...
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Mom finishes cleaning them up. I'm ashamed of you Lauren, he calls out Couldn't even hid a little fucking blood, what daughter you are. Ruining her day- her life. She woke up to THIS to you, I'd be better if you were just dead- but you you deserve something- more painful, slow, agonizing I don't see the figure anywhere, they are still in my head thank god. I grab my bag and headphone slipping them in my ears playing music. I walk past Scott- I'm assuming he heard all of it because of the look he's giving me "Hey Laur" "Hmm" "Stiles called he's going to pick us up today" "Mhm" I don't feel like taking so i don't I just go to wait on the porch Scott's POV "Scott please take care of her today" mom tells me her voice wavering "I will I promise I'm not letting anything more happen to her not when I can prevent not again" "Scott you know what happened wasn't your fault" "If I could of stopped him- if I would've known she wouldn't of been like this- she wouldn't of tried to kill herself. She could of been happy If I had protected her how I should of I should of stopped him" " Scott. None of this is any of our faults except his- you know what she would say if she knew you were blaming yourself." She takes a deep breath "Take of of each other and if anything happens call me" "I will I promise" Laurens POV I was sitting on the porch music blasting in my ears I didn't want to hear them talking about me- I can't- I don't want to do this Darling- it's nothing to be a shamed about we all have our demons I'm guessing that voice is Oliver calling out to me. I turn the music up more drowning him out. Mom walks out in front of me taking my headphone out of my ear. "I'm going to work" "Mhm" I nod looking away "I love you" she pats my shoulder "If you want to- you can come to work with me or I'll take the day off we can watch movies on the couch- eat junk" "No" she sighs walking away "Love you" I mumble.
Stiles gets to the house not long after, I go sit in the back while Scott sits in front. I turn the music off keeping the headphones in. Just looking out the window. Apparently Jackson's got a separated shoulder and then Derek stopped by for a little chit chat with Scott about killing him if he plays the game. We get to school as soon as the car stops I open the door walking straight for my locker not bothering to look at anyone. I put some of my books in my locker and grab the ones I'll need for today. Not long after Scott and stiles come in to the school gesturing for me to follow them. Don't have anything better to do so why not. We walk towards coaches class this is going to go just great!
"What do you mean, you can't play the game tomorrow night?" "I mean - I can't play the game tomorrow night" . "You can't wait to play the game tomorrow night?" "No, coach, I can't play the game tomorrow night. "I'm not following." "I'm having some personal issues." "Is it a girl?" "No." "Is it a guy? You know, our goalie Danny is gay." "Yeah, I know, coach, but that's not it. " "You don't think Danny's a - good - lookin' guy?" "I - think he's good - looking. I - but I - I like girls. And that's not it, anyway! I - I -"
"What, is it drսg? Are you doing meth? Because I had a brother that was addicted to meth. You should have seen what it did to his teeth - They were all cracked and rotted. It was - it was disgusting." "My - God. What happened to him?" "He got veneers. Is - is that what this is about? Are you afraid of getting hurt, McCall?" "No - I'm - Having some issues dealing with aggression." "Well, here's the good news. That's why you play lacrosse. Problem solved, had me thinking it was something bad" "Coach, I can't play the game tomorrow night."
"Listen, McCall, part of playing first line is taking on the responsibility of being first line. Now, if you can't shoulder that responsibility, then you're back on the bench until you're ready." "If I don't play the game, you're taking me off first line?" "McCall, play the game." Coach demands telling us to leave his room unless we need anything else.
