Sour wolf and Sarcasm (Sterek)

Chapter 5~

Isaac's pov~

I sat on the bed in Scott's spare room, currently reading The Call of The wild, a book Scott had let me borrow. I remember reading this book when I was younger, my brother, Camden, would read it to me before I went to sleep. It was hard to sleep when I was younger, my mother wasn't with us, and my father scared us, so we looked out for each other.

"The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life" I read. I had to say, this book brought back memories. I'm reading happily until I had the eery feeling I was being watched. Watched like a hawk watched it's prey before it pounced. I looked around me, then towards the corner of my eye, I saw something shift from  outside the window...

Stiles's pov~

We had just left the diner, Derek was giving me a ride back to His house downtown. One problem. Peter was sat in the front whilst i was stuck in the back. All the way to town all you can hear is Derek and Peter arguing about Deucalion and Melissa. I mean seriously, Yeah Peter was a good looking guy but he'd have no chance with Melissa, she doesn't trust him. Probably because she found out he was a murdering werewolf psycho, basically a lunatic (pun intended). We had finally arrived at Derek's house downtown and the car stopped. There was nothing but an awkward silence. "You know, now would be a good opportunity to tell him Derek" Peter murmured. I jerked my head around sharply in fear of the task. "What does he mean Derek? Huh?" I asked urgently. Derek sighed. He turned his head round to face me. "You and Peter will be spening the night at my house, the same house, together, and you won't be fighting. You think you guys can actually manage not sassing each other to death?" He sighed. I spazzed out, great i have to spend an evening with joyus Peter. i couldn't wait. "Aw crap..." I muttered. "It won't be THAT bad, if you really push me to my limits, I'll just knock you out for the rest of the night. " Peter smirked. I scowled at him. He then just scowled back...which is scaring the crap outta me. 

Derek's pov~

"Right, let's go inside" I said. We got out the car, and walked inside the old house that stood in the narrow dark streets of downtown. We entered through the door and ran up the spiral stairs. We got to the fourth floor and all sat down, but of course, knowing my uncle, although he's changed, i can still tell he'll always claim a whole frickin sofa all to himslef. We all sat down.

"Well, i'm going now, i'll be back soon though the alphas aren't getting away with this. And erm...stiles?" I asked. "Yes Mr.SourWolf " He said sarcastically. "Sorry about...ruining our ...date" I said. I honestly can't get used to saying that to a guy, especially when it's Stiles. "You didn't ruin it...but it's okay, there's other times ahead. " He replied. "So... you two are what they call an "Item" " Peter questioned. Peter's eyebrows furrowed. "Yes, deal with it" I bit back. "Right..see you" I  said, as i walked down the stairs and out of the building.

Scott's pov~ 

I had just got home and decided to go straight to my room. I lay on my bed playing with the lacrosse net. I closed my eyes and escaped into a dreamworld, slowly falling asleep.

I awoke to the smell of burning and sound of crackling flames all around me. I shot open my eyes, startled, and saw that my door was shut. I could hear the flames rising up from downstairs, soon catching me up. I tried opening the door but they must've bolted it from the outside. I ran to my window and tried smashing it but i then realised while i was asleep, someone had attached steel panels, bounding me to my room. I got my phone, my hands shaking but i called Isaac as i soon realised he was in the room next door to me! 

Scott- Isaac Help the house is on fire and i'm locked in!

Isaac- Fuck! I'm locked in too! What do we do!?

Scott- Hang on i'll call Derek!

~hung up~

I quickly called Derek up ut his phone was switched off. Crap! I panicked and tried ringing Stiles, again No answer, so i resorted to desperate measures and called 911. 

-Hello 911 what is your emergency?

Scott_ I'm trapped in my house with my friend and it's on fire!

-Please hold

Scott- NO NO NO! PLEASE NO!

-Please wait for assist----

~Scott hung up~

URGH!" I screamed...

Peter's pov~

I sat with my eyes closed on one of Derek's old battered sofa's which i have now claimed as my territory. I smelt an odd smell in the air all of a sudden. I knew that smell. Memories flashed before my eyes. Flashing images flicking between my mind, one by one, flashed of fire, smoke, screams, faces pondering my brain. I jumped up yelping from shock. i was out of breath from fear. I looked around me, Stile's was passed out on the floor by the  door, probably from the fumes. "Stiles!" I yelled down his ear. He mumbled as he tried to get up. " Peter, Peter what's happening!" He yelled. "Stiles it's happening again, the fire!" I was panicking i was rocking in the corner shaking with fear. I had that numb feeling all over again just like i did this time, tears pouring out of my eyes. "Peter calm down!" Stiles sat next to me trying to reassure me...but it didn't work. Stiles took out my phone from my pocket but i was too frightened to care, he dialled Derek's number ...but it was off...