UNBREAKABLE // teen wolf

Chapter 22

It's finally Tuesday, hooray. I'm currently sat on Allison's bed scrolling through all the messages my brother has sent these past few days. I purposely left my window slightly ajar so if my brother was home, I could climb through it to avoid him. He has been messaging me none stop, since yesterday afternoon, trying to apologise for the meltdown he had on Saturday night.

I threw my phone at the bottom of the bed, not wanting to worry anymore, and laid back with a smile on my face when Lydia started dissing every piece of clothing Allison picked up.

"Lydia, I never actually asked. Who did you set me up with?" I questioned sitting up with a curious face.

"you'll see." She gave me a not-so innocent smile before standing up and heading towards the cupboard our other friend was stood in front of.

"hm, pass" The red head shook her head and pushed a shirt, that was connected to a hanger, away from her and brought a new one to her face.

"pass" Another.

"pass" Again.

"uh. Pass on all of it." She shook her head in a disapproving manner.

"God, Allison, respect for your taste is uh, dwindling by the second." Lydia laughed trying to brighten Allison up. she turned towards the cupboard again and pulled out a black t-shirt with sequences scattered around the front. cute.

"this" Lydia smiled and held it towards Allison, to take out of her hand. The Argent took it out of her hands and held it in her own doing a do-over. She turned towards the mirror and held it against herself.

"Sexy enough for Scott?" I wiggled my brows at her as a blush coated her pale cheeks. Suddenly, the door to her room opened and in walked the one and only, Chris Argent, werewolf hunter and also Allison's dad.

He walked in with a jacket in his hands, not noticing the stares he seems to be getting. Disapproval from Allison, flirtatious from Lydia and just a great old blank stare from me. What do you want me to do? Smile and laugh? No thanks, he tried to kill my friend.

Lydia threw herself on the bed, at the bottom of my feet, and started ruffling her hair up along with putting a small hand on her hip. Jesus save me, please.

"Dad, hello" Allison's soft voice called out to him. He gave us a small smile confused on what was wrong until it dropped and apologetic was washed over his features.

"Right. I'm sorry. I completely forgot to knock. " He pointed over his shoulder towards the door.

"Hi, Mr. Argent" Lydia twirled a piece of hair around her finger. Ew, one he's married, two that's our best friends dad, and three he's way too old.

"Dad, do you need something?" Allison gave him pleading eyes to leave. So would I. I mean if my best friend started eyeing my father up, which is completely impossible because he is 6ft under, I would want him to leave too.

"I wanted to tell you that you'll be staying in tonight" He smiled. Lydia dropped her arm totally forgetting the whole facade she was holding, now replaced with a glum face.

"What? I'm going out with my friends tonight." Allison said back.

"Not when some animal out there is attacking people." Mr. Argent spoke up. Because you know exactly what it is don't you? That's where you're going, and why you have a coat on.

"Dad, Dad.." Allison tried to argue.

"It's out of my hands. There's a curfew. No one's allowed out past 9:30PM." He finalised.

"S-sorry, but it everybody has to be home before 9:30PM, why are you wearing a coat?" I questioned with a knowing look. He stared at me for a few seconds before struggling to take his coat off. He walked out the door and slammed it behind him.