My Brother Is Stiles Stilinski

CHAPTER 5- LYCANTROPHY

STEFFIE'S POV

After their lacrosse practice, me, Stiles and Scott went back to Beacon Hills Preserve to look for Scott's inhaler and maybe find the other half of that dead body.

"You know what Stiles, this is a great sibling bonding", I sass.
"You don't have to tag along if you're not into it", he replied.
"Yeah, whatever", I said.

We begin our search by the creek. Scott wouldn't stop yammering about the practice.

"I don't know what it was. It was like I had a lot of time in the world to catch the ball. And that's not the weird thing, I hear things that normal people shouldn't hear, smell things...", he said.
"Smell things? That's weird Scott", I said.
"Shut it Steffie!", Stiles snapped at me. I shut my mouth to let Scott talk more.
"Like what?", Stiles asked.
"Like the mint bubblegum in your pocket", Scott replied.
"I don't have mint bubblegum in my pocket", Stiles said while checking his pocket for the said gum.
"Well there's your gum...", I said, wondering.
"So it all started with the bite?", my brother asked.
"Maybe it's an infection, like my body's going on adrenaline before it goes to shock", Scott suggested.
"Actually, I've heard something like this. But it's a specific kind of infection", my brother said.
"Are you serious?", Scott asked, worried.
"Yeah, it's called... Lycantrophy", my stupid brother said. I almost hit him on the head for that remark. How could he insert that kind of stupid, comical thinking in this kind of situation and yet, Scott keep on believing him.
"What's that? Is that bad?", Scott asked.
"Oh yeah, but only once a month", he casually replied. I rolled my eyes, thinking this is stupid.
"Once a month?", Scott asked, still believing.
"Yeah, on every fullmoon", my brother replied.
"Ahwooo!!!", he added. At that moment, I hit his head so hard that he actually fell to the ground.
"Stop that nonsense Stiles. Don't believe him Scott, he's just scaring you. If you wanna know what will happen to that animal bite, ask your mom or go to the hospital to check it up", I said.
"Thanks Steffie", he said.
"It's nothing. Let's go find your inhaler", I said and went searching.

STILES'S POV

Steffie is such pain in my ass... I really don't know how I bear her attitude. We went to the place where Scott get trampled by deers and where he found the body. But we didn't see any of it there.

"It must be here somewhere", Scott said.
"Did it really fell in this place?", Steffie asked.
"Yup", he said.
"Well let's keep on searching", I said.

While searching, Steffie tap mine and Scott's shoulder and point to the trees. When we looked up, we stop searching.

"What're you doing here, huh? This is a private property", the guy said.
"Uh... Sorry man, we didn't know", I said.
"Yeah, we were just looking for something...", Scott said, didn't able to finish his sentence. "Forget it", he added. The guy threw something and Scott caught it. Scott's inhaler. Wonder how he knew what we're looking for. Then he walked away.

"We've got what we're looking for. Let's go, I have to go to work", Scott said.
"Dude, that's Derek Hale. Do you remember? He's few year's older than us", I said.
"So...", Steffie butt in.
"Steffie, it's one of dad's case", I said.
"I never read dad's cases. I'm not like you", she said.
"His family, they were all burn to death in a fire 10 years ago", I explained.
"Why's he back?", Steffie asked.
I just scoff at my sister and walked out.

I too, wonder why is he back...