Peppermint

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Wednesday

I woke up to the fox and wolf curled into my sides pulling the pain. I let them finish before I tried to move. I looked at my door. It was still barricaded, so I looked at the window. It will never be locked. I made a promise that no matter what happened they would always be able to come to me. I looked at my clock just as the alarm went off. I got up and got dressed slowly. I didn't want to go but the others would run here at the first sign that I wasn't coming. I was silently formulating a plan to get through the day after I finished brushing my teeth when I was pulled out of my head by the 2 in my bed whining. I looked at them confused. The wolf got off the bed and bit the hem of my flannel, pulling me back on the bed. I sat back down, and they curled into me, again pulling pain. I must have smelled of pain even though their first pull was more than enough. I let them pull as much as they could bare. I put my shoes on and grabbed my keys before I unbarricaded the door.

I looked at both seriously. "Don't tell anyone about what happened last night." They both nodded at me, and I returned it then headed to Roscoe. I didn't even attempt food because I knew I wouldn't be able to keep it down. I drove cautiously as I didn't want to be pulled over. I got to the school and parked near the twins' bike and Danny's car. I saw some of Scott's pack vehicles parked already too. I carefully got out mindful of my bruised ribs. I took as deep a breath as my body could manage before I entered the building. Hopefully Danny won't be too excited to see me. He won't be able to tell like the twins. I made it to my locker with no real problem. Opening my locker on the other hand, hurt like a bitch. I don't think anyone noticed thankfully.

I saw Danny and the twins out of the corner of my eye. I took a steady breath, preparing myself. Danny was about to hug me when Ethan pulled him back. Fuck they can still smell it. I pushed down the panic attack that was bubbling to the surface. Aiden pulled his sleeves down and grabbed my elbow gently. There were no doubt black veins running up his arm as I slowly felt a bit better.

"Stiles? What's the matter?" Danny asked, concerned and scared. I exhaled a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"I'm okay Danny." I gave weakly.

"Stiles I don't have to have super hearing to know you're lying to me." He spoke. He was more worried because I lied.

"Dad came home last night. He was drunk and we were fighting. It got physical. It's not that big of a deal." The twins looked shocked. They couldn't believe the bastard would actually hurt me. Danny's face went blank. When Aiden let go of me, Danny grabbed my wrist gently and pulled me away.

"Don't follow us." Danny said, determined pushing past the twins with me in tow. Both Ethan and Aiden wanted to protest that, but didn't get the chance to as Danny walked off not looking for a response. He pushed past several people not even bothering to apologize when he shoulder checked a few of them. He opened a typically empty classroom that was surprisingly just far enough that any wolves on the south side of the building wouldn't be able to hear us clearly. There were 2 sophomores making out.

With an intimidating tone he most definitely picked up from Jackson, "Get out." The kids untangled themselves and fled the room. Danny walked over to the door, locking it and closing the blinds. Then he moved to the windows and closed the blinds there too. Even with them closed, there was enough light to allow both of us full range of vision. He walked over and stood two feet in front of me. He took a deep breath trying to stay calm.

"It's just the 2 of us now, Stiles. Please show me." He held eye contact with me as I searched his eyes. For what, I wasn't even sure of. After a few minutes of staring and a deep breath, I relented. I slowly and methodically removed my button up. I closed my eyes and heard Danny audibly gasp and take a step forward. I hadn't actually seen the full extent of the damage this morning. I didn't think I could stomach it then nor now truthfully.

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