WEAK
CLOVE was sat in between the two boys as she twisted her pen around her fingers, she had became Scott and Stiles' personal owl after Stiles had decided to stop talking to Him because of yesterday's incident in the high school's parking lot,which caused Stiles' dad to get hurt.
"Still not talking to me?"Scott mumbled as he positioned his chin above Clove's shoulder so Stiles' human ears could hear him. "Okay, can you at least tell me if your dad's okay?"he added
"It's just a bruise, right? Some soft tissue damage? Nothin' that big—"Scott mumbled, still being left with complete silence from the Stilinski boy, and clove
Who was too bothered by her brother, who had gone missing since yesterday,after she had caught his eyes flash orange,to give a care in the world about anything else.
"You know I feel really bad about it, right?"Scott said nervously,but still earned whatsoever no verbal response from stiles.
The McCall boy sighed then started once more "Okay. What if I told you that I'm trying to figure this whole thing out, and... that I went to Derek for help?"
"If I was talking to you, I'd say that you're an idiot for trusting him. But, obviously, I'm not talking to you..."Stiles started
"..what did he say?"he asked and rotated his head tot he two teens who smiled happily at their once more reunion and the fact that they couldn't stay mad at each other for more than a day.
...
"Wh—? He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?"Stiles exclaimed as the three walked side by side down the hallway
"Yeah..."Scott nodded "All right, well, correct me if I'm wrong, but every time you do that, you try to kill someone, and that someone's usually us."Stiles spoke up,
But their little bickering slowly faded off into echoed voices in Clove's ears, she pinched anxiously the side of her thigh as she let out a shaky breath,
She was hungry,hungry for answers from her brother who hadn't come back home since last night, a million questions flooded her mind, as she replayed back the time she had spotted him talking to someone and still didn't know who that person is,
Even tho he had told her she had perhaps hit her head and was probably hallucinating, which was a very rare case in Clove's part, her imagination limited to only her dreams, she knew what she saw.
"Earth to Clove?"Stiles Voice echoed in her mind before taking it's usual tone. She looked up at him, blinking softly, As she noticed Scott had disappeared down the hallway, and Stiles had stopped walking, staring down at her in confusion.
A tear of sweat wetting her edges "hey are you okay?"He mumbled softly as he moved his hand to graze her hand, immediately pulling back as he felt how cold her skin was "holy shit Clove..your freezing."he mumbled
She sighed in confusion, she didn't feel cold, in fact, she had never felt the heat she was feeling now "I think your hands are just at a higher temperature right now."She said and swallowed hardly
"You didn't answer my question. Are you okay?"he repeated himself in a firm tone. She hesitated to answer, she finished by planting a smile to her face and nodded "I'm fine."she lied,Stiles not believing her.
...
"This is not gonna be easy..."Scott mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck, seeing stiles preparing himself to test his anger,well shifting, by throwing balls at him.
"Okay. Now, put this on."Stiles instructed as he approached the McCall boy and handed him a heart monitor. "...Isn't this one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?"Scott asked
"Yeah, I borrowed it."Stiles nodded "Stole it."
Clove clarified. "Temporarily misappropriated!"Stiles added, defensively
"Coach uses it to monitor his heart rate with his phone while he jogs, and you're gonna wear it for the rest of the day."
"Isn't that Coach's phone?"Scott grimaced, raising his eyebrows. "That... I stole."Stiles said,sheepishly
"Why?"Scott asked, furrowing his eyebrows
"All right, well, your heart rate goes up when you go wolf, right? When you're playing lacrosse, when you're with Allison, whenever you get angry... Maybe learning to control it is tied to learning to control your heart rate."
Stiles stated out
"Like The Incredible Hulk?"Clove asked, looking up at stiles who nodded slightly "Kind of like The Incredible Hulk, yeah."he nodded
"No, I'm like The Incredible Hulk!"Scott grinned widely like an infant at Christmas Eve,
Making Clove finally smile, her first genuine smile of the day
"Would you shut up and put the strap on?"
Stiles asked, impatiently as Scott rolled his eyes and vested on the strap linked to the heart monitor
"This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend my free period..."Clove mumbled as she met herself sit down on the grass, crossing her legs together "All right. You ready?" Stiles asked as he held up his lacrosse stick
"No,"Scott sighed, but his answer was dodged by stiles "Remember—don't get angry."Stiles warned "I'm starting to think this was a bad ide—"Scott started, his sentence finishing off with a groan, falling to the floor, holding his privates as stiles aimed the ball right into his balls..
"Son of a bitch!..."cursed,as he regained balance and stood back up, "Quiet. Remember, you're supposed to be thinking about your heart rate, all right? About staying calm."Stiles spoke,Scott glared at him "you didn't have to aim it right at my d—"Scott groaned, clove quickly shutting him up by aiming the ball right into Scott's chest
"Mother f—"Scott groaned as he massaged his chest with his palm, "You know what? I think my aim is actually improving."Clove smirked as she spun the lacrosse stick proudly
"Wonder why..."Scott mumbled, sarcastically as he looked at the two grinning teens "Don't get angry."Stiles said, teasingly
"I'm not getting angry."Scott spoke, his tone coming out way more frustrated than what his words were describing. Stiles aimed another ball into his arm,"Stop—"Scott started,another ball hitting his thigh
"Jus—"He managed to say,before another ball was thrown towards his neck, but he dodged it by holding his hands up into a cross sign "can we just hold—"Scott groaned, but Stiles simply aimed another ball into his hip,
Seeming that was Scott's last straw, his eyes suddenly flashed a yellowish gold as he glared at Stiles and Clove. Stiles pulled Clove back behind his frame, shielding her with his veiny arm.
"Scott..?"Stiles said in a quiet tone, Scott blinked twice as his eyes returned to their usual darkish brown shade.
"Scott, you started to change—"Stiles started as he met his arm fall to the side, Clove moving next to him once more "From anger. But it was more than that-- it was like, the angrier I got, the stronger I felt."Scott caught off,
"No it is anger, then. Derek's right."Clove mumbled as she furrowed her eyebrows, Scott gulped and sighed in defeat "I can't be around Allison."
"Just because she makes you happy?"Clove scoffed, squinting her eyes in confusion "No...
Because she makes me weak."
