The Chance of Meeting You. (TeenWolfFanfic)

She sticks up for a monster?

I do not own Teen Wolf-

Chapter Twenty Seven.

*Scott's POV*

"You need to stop punching people!" I laughed when Isaac and I walked out of the principal's office.

"Eh, I've punched harder things." he shrugged.

"That still doesn't excuse the fact that you punched him!" we stopped at my locker.

"Yeah, yeah." he chuckled, "Hey how's Samantha doing?"

"I don't know, I was with you the whole time." I laughed.

"Wasn't Stiles with her though?" he turned to question.

"Yeah, pretty sure?" I answered confusedly.

"Good, just making sure Jackson wasn't with her." he looked relieved.

"Isaac was with us the whole time, remember?"

"Oh, yeah." he looked confused.

Okay well that was weird, I wonder what he was doing. I looked around and saw no sign of anyone, the bell should be ringing any minu-

Ring, Ring, Ring.

I now looked around the hall and I got a whiff of Allison's perfume. I smiled and turned my head to the right, I saw that she was already looking at me and she was smiling. I waved and was about to walk up to her when I saw Stiles. He looked like a mess, he looked like he had been crying. Even though he was ten feet away, I could hear him sniffling in the crowd of people.

"Hey, you okay?" I turned around to walk with him.

"It's my fault." he muttered.

"What is your fault?" I asked.

"Everything." he mumbled.

"Stiles, what's going on?" my eyebrows furrowed together.

"If I wouldn't have told her to be with Jackson then none of this would have happened and she'd probably be safe right now. She wouldn't have bruises on her wrists, she wouldn't be terrified she'd be safe! Scott this is all my fault!" he half shouted at me.

"No it's not, don't think like that!" I sat my hands on either shoulder of his.

"Well she sure as hell does, and honestly I can't blame her!" his voice dropped back down to a whisper, "Scott I want her to be safe again, I want to her to not have to be terrified, I want to be the on protecting her! I want to hold her in my arms and I want to stop pushing her away! Scott I love her and I want her to love me back."

"Stiles, she does love you. But you need to tell her this, not me." I shook his shoulders.

"I can't." he whispered.

"Why?!" I was so confused at this point.

"Because she's with Jackson." his eyes dropped to the floor.

"Do you honestly think that she's going to want to be with him after what he did to her today!?" I thought that would be obvious.

"What if she's afraid to leave him?" he looked back up.

"At lunch, we will talk to her okay?" I smiled.

"I'll help." I heard a voice from behind me, and I didn't have to turn around to know who it is.

"You will?" Stiles' eyes lit up when he saw Allison walk forward.

"Her boyfriend is crazy and is trying to kill her." she laughed, "Of course I'll help."