innocent::stiles stilinski

08::I like this side of you

"And I know it's a wonderful world, but I can't feel it right now"

When eyed Scott from across the field. He smirked at me.

I scowled at him and whispered "You look at me McCall I slit your throat".

He continued to smirk.

"Hey, G, is your lipstick smudged?"

Lydia quizzed looking at me suspiciously.

"It is?" I asked, letting out a hint of concern.

She nodded looking me up and down.

Beside her Allison stared blankly into space.

"Stupid, idiot, dirty minded little b-"

"Wow, wow, no cursing G, what happened?"

I glared at McCall, who was now talking to an over-excited Stiles.

"He happened".

••••••••••••••

Danny was laying on the field, groaning and rolling around.

I gasped.

No one and I mean no one hurts Danny, everyone loves him.

The crowd of players knelt over a injured Danny.

I couldn't see Scott or Stiles' expression's.

But I already knew, helping Stiles chain that asshole up was going to be fun.

"Oh my god. I have to go down there".

"Is he okay?" I shouted running up to him.

I crouched down and looked at Jackson.

"Yeah he should be fine, just a blood nose, is-is your lipstick smudged? And you, Gwyn?"

I eyed him warily, but he was looking at Lydia.

"Oh, hah, wonder how that happened"

Lydia checked her lips and wiped the smudge off.

I narrowed my eyes at her.

I began seeing flickers of red in my vision.

Oh Scott is legitimately dead, I might even ask Jackson if he wants to help.

I stood up slowly "Hey Jackson, good job, with the McCall idea"

He eyed me cautiously and whispered "How did you know?"

I flipped my hair sighing "Well, I do now. So tell me, do you want to piss him off even more, I mean, he stole co captain, what's he gonna steal next? Your girlfriend?"

I cocked my head batting my eyelashes.

Jackson nodded his head grinning. "I like this side of you"

"Well, I have a feeling we won't be seeing much of it".

••••••••••••••••••

"What the hell are you doing?" Scott screamed.

I flipped upside down, looking through the open window.

Scott had been handcuffed to a radiator.

Stiles stood defiantly beside him.

He was going to chain me up like that.

As if I was a monster, or an animal.

I growled, "Protecting you from yourself, and getting some payback" I narrowed my eyes.