Twilight/Teen Wolf The Wolfen Heart (Leah/Scott)

Chapter Thirteen

"The school is closed" Stiles said, frowning as he got of his phone. Scott took one look at Stiles expression and looked down sadly.

"Who's died this time?" He asked shakily, he shouldn't have hoped any crap around Beacon Hills had finished.

"Mr Redding" Stiles said slowly, looking grim.

Mr Redding was a new teacher they didn't know much about him and Stiles shook his head "That's not even the best part"

"The best part?" Scott asked feeling dread in his stomach.

Stiles looked Scott dead in the eyes "He was drained of blood"

Scott swore angrily.

He knew those vampires were trouble, he should have just told them to leave.

But then wouldn't the shifters leave along with Leah...?

Ugh, why was hard? Why did he care she could leave? She didn't want him anyway, so why would he want her? Imprinting was a load of crap.

Scott ran his hand through his hair, breathing fast, he panicked a little.

But if those vampires did harm someone then they needed to leave and that was final, that's what must be done.

"It might not be them" Stiles said.

Scott blinked "What?"

Stiles shrugged "Just because their the only vampires we know of, doesn't mean its them"

"Then who else could it be!" Scott snapped.

"I don't know that do I!" Stiles retorted angrily.

"I thought maybe this could have ended but then she turns up" Scott said softly, dropping on to his couch, looking defeated.

"You mean when they turned up?" Stiles said, raising his eyebrows.

"That's what I said" Scott huffed, crossing his arms, resting his head against the sofa, why now? Why them? And why it? Why her?

What would Allison think?

Scott noticed Stiles tense up a little, shit, did he say that out loud?

"She'd tell you to stop being a coward and do something about it and give you some inspiring speach about how she believes in you and you can do this, what ever this is" Stiles said softly, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

He smiled sadly at Scott but said trying to lighten up the mood "But I'm out of inspiring speeches so don't look at me buddy"

"How many times, It's not your fault Stiles" Scott said straitening up.

"Yeah, well... there isn't anything to be done now" Stiles muttered and Scott had a feeling like always Stiles had ignored him when he'd said that.

Stiles clapped his hands together as he told Scott "Anyway anything you can do?"

Scott frowned, he stood up, taking out his phone "We need to get in contact with them"

"Like, how? We didn't exactly have the time to extange phone numbers in our last meeting" Stiles said with sarcasm, remembering the two groups being close to fighting.

"I've got Leah's number" Scott mumbled, putting his phone to his ear, calling her, before Stiles could talk back to him.

"Wait, you've got Leah's number?" Stiles spluttered, mouth hanging open.

When did this happen?

Sorry for the short chapter its around 500 words. Usually I try for around 600 or above. Though hope you enjoy it x