Teen Wolf: The She Wolf.

Chapter 19.

Scott sighed, as he walked into the house.

"I'm home, Mom!" Scott shouted, as his Mother came round the corner.

"Now, you wanna explain to me why you attacked that boy?" Melissa asked sternly, as Scott only sighed.

"It's nothing, Mom. Don't worry about it." Scott said, as Melissa shouted after him.

"Don't turn away from me when I am talking to you! And, what do you mean not to worry about it? You attacked a fucking innocent boy!" Melissa yelled, as Scott flinched when his Mother shouted at him, as he quickly ran up the stairs, slamming his bedroom door open, sniffling while leaning against his door, trying to calm down, but he just couldn't.

His body filled with Anger, Saddness, and scared.

He kept on breathing in and out, but his breath was just un-even, before he opened his window and jumped out, ditching his bag in his bedroom, before jumping down from his window and taking off running into the forests, his claws, and fangs coming out, while he started running on all fours.
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Scott was panting, while slowing down. Looking around, he stood up on his legs growling while looking around frantically, he heard voices behind him, spinning around his eyes widened as he ducked behind a tree, his fangs and claws vanishing.

He breathed heavily, while some hunters walked past him, taking a breath of relief, still feeling angry he looked around, before trying to focus his senses then quickly taking of running the opposite way of the hunters, causing them to notice him, and for him to dodge arrows and everything.

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After 20 minutes, Scott was panting heavily before exiting the woods, he had lost the hunters, but then quickly started running again towards his house, he was scared that he didn't even notice the car in the drive.

Scott jumped into his bedroom window, causing a thud on the floor, panting still he quickly slammed  his window shut, before his hand went to the wall beside the window, resting his head onto his hand.

"Scott..?" Scott quickly spun round, sighing when he saw his Sister there.

"Get lost." Scott snarled, looking down at his trousers where they were filthy from the woods, covered in dirt.

Dylan only looked at her brother with soft eyes, before sighing and ducking out of the room, shutting the door behind her, before moving into her bedroom, where Lydia and Malis was.

Scott sighed, before starting to blast music, and sitting on his bed, throwing a tennis ball off of the wall and catching it over and over again, before he heard voices downstairs but ignored it, Scott quickly stopped throwing the ball when his hands flew upto his head, clinging them onto his ears, ignoring the knock on his door, and not realising the door creaking open.

Scott still breathing heavily.

"Scott?" Scott's head flew up, breathing heavily eyes widened, when seeing Stiles stood by his door.

"Hey." Stiles said softly, as Scott looked down at his hands, digging his claws into his wrists, "What's wrong?"

Scott only looked down.

"Looks like you had a mud fight." Stiles said, motioning to Scott's trousers, "Hey, come on Dude. Please. Did you get into trouble about attacking Gabe?"

"I can't tell her Stiles." Scott spoke up, "But... I just told her to not worry about it, but she... she said to me that I had no right to attack a fucking innocent boy!"

"A fucking innnocent boy!?" Stiles exclaimed, supirsed that Melissa would of said that, "Hey... uhm, tommorow we have a pack meating."

Scott just looked off to the side, when his door opened again, appearing Dylan. Malia and Lydia behind her, while Stiles stood up, from where he had sat down on the bed.

"Hey." Dylan said.

"What did I tell you?" Scott muttered, standing up from his bed, while opening his window, "There's a window here, and a door there. Pick one."

"No." Dylan said, "Come on Bro... Mom told me. Look, she didn't mean it."

"She doesn't know, Dylan. Now, get out." Scott snarled, his fangs changing while glaring at his sister, who only glared back.

"I am not fighting you, Scott." Dylan said, "But, fine. If you want to be alone, I'll leave."

Dylan walked away, while Malia and Lydia looked at Scott one last time, then to Stiles before walking away, Stiles sighing.

"Hey, I'll see you tommorow alright?" Stiles asked softly, as Scott nodded.
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Scott sighed. He had went to bed last night, around 12. He spent most of the night thinking. He sighed, when his alarm went of, it being 9, he is wide awake, as he had a pack meating he stood up, and grabbed his jacket since he didn't change last night, and just sprayed himself with deodrate.

Scott sighed, before exiting his bedroom, while holding his helmet and keys.

"Scott?" Scott sighed, as his hand froze on the front door handle, at hearing his Mothers voice, "Where are you going?"

Scott just ignored her and opened the front door.

"Don't you walk through that door!" Melissa shouted, as Scott did it anyway and jumped onto his bike, pulling his helmet on he could sense his Sister watching him, but he sped of, letting his thoughts cloud his head.
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After 20 minutes, Scott has been in Derek's home for 15 minutes now, and Derek was talking about something although Scott wasn't listening and was zoning out, while looking out of the window.

"Scott!" Scott flinched, when Liam suddenly shouted his name.

"Dude, we have been shouting you're name for the past like... 5 minutes! What's wrong with you?" Malia asked.

"Nothing. Now, what do you want?" Scott asked, when suddenly a knock was at the door.

Derek raised an eyebrow.

"Are you excpecting anyone, Derek?" Issac asked.

"Nope." Derek said, getting his claws ready just in case, as the door flew open, them all relaxing when realising it was just Dyaln, but they all looked confused as she was glaring at Scott, and Scott just avoided eye contact.

"You." Dylan snarled.

"What did I tell you, Dylan? Stay out of my way." Scott snarled, while walking towards his Sister.

"No. Like I said before, I am you're older Sister. Mom said she was sorry, and--!" Dylan got cut of, by Scott growling.

"I don't care about that, okay!?" Scott shouted, before shoving his way past Dylan and exiting the room, while Dylan only looked at Stiles, sighing.

"Don't worry about it, Dylan. He'll... be okay." Stiles said softly, while resting a hand onto his shoulder, then hugged her, "Just, leave him alone for a bit. For him to clear his head."

"But, he's my little brother, Stiles... I love him, and I can't loose him. I just can't!" Dylan said, sobbing into Stiles shoulder, as he shushed her.

"Hey, trust me... he's strong. Plus, we're here to help him, right?" Stiles said softly, as Dylan sniffled and pulled back, slowly nodding, "Hey, how about we go back to your house?"