Trusting Scott McCall

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The house stood empty as it had for the past five years.

Scott McCall stood staring at it as though waiting for something. He was. He kept waiting for the merry voices and happy sounds that once rang through the halls of the manor to come back.

He spent two hours every night just silently staring at the house, waiting.

Waiting for her to come back.

She was his oldest friend and also his oldest cheerleader. She was the one person who always encouraged him. She motivated him, not letting him use his asthma as an excuse for not excelling at lacrosse.

She had left five years ago. She and the rest of her family had moved when her father had died in the Hale house fire. Her father being a lawyer had been over discussing a new business venture the Hales had been about to take, with Talia Hale, but he got trapped in the fire and had died with the others.

He missed her. God, he missed her. He missed her smile and the way she giggled and her eyes sparkled when she thought of a new prank. He missed her always complaining about the amount of pink in her bedroom when her mom knew that she hated pink. He missed her little comments during classes designed to make him smile. He missed the way she always knew when he was sad at having borne witness to his mom and dad fighting. He missed the way she would bite her lip in concentration while solving a complicated math problem. He missed the way she could make him feel as thought he was the center of her universe.

He missed Ariana Xavier.

His phone buzzed. Looking down at it he saw a message with the name of his other best friend, Stiles under it.

Stiles : Dude, where are you? There's a Dead Body in the forest. I thought that we could take a look. You coming?

Scott frowned. Dead body? In the forest? He glanced at the time. 10.57. It was almost time for him to leave typed out a short reply.

Scott : Yeah, sure. Why not? Be there in fifteen. Meet me at my place.

Scott glanced back at the house once. He was leaving half an hour early. He frowned and mentally promised himself that he'd stay for half an hour more tomorrow. He turned and walked down the block back to his house.

As he left half an hour early, he missed the car that was turning into the drive he had just left. He missed watching the girl he had waited for so long be carried into the house he watched. He didn't see the tall man who managed to open the door without dropping her, carry her up the long staircase and lay her gently in a bedroom once he waved a hand to clear the dust.

She shifted a bit in her sleep. The man smoothed a hand down her back.

'Sleep Aries. We'll talk in the morning.' She shifted onto her other side and went back to sleep.

The man smiled as he watched her from the door.

'Sleep well Ariana. Sleep well'

A/N : Hope you like it. I've added a picture of Ariana's House.