Scott McCall PT: 2

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~~MYA~~

The whole bus ride to the cross country meet was hard to swallow; we all were trying to make sure that we didn't kill Ethan who sat with Danny

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The whole bus ride to the cross country meet was hard to swallow; we all were trying to make sure that we didn't kill Ethan who sat with Danny. Scott wasn't healing which had my focus more than Ethan did but Allison patched him up thankfully then lucky for us the meet was cancelled. Though Beacon Hills was far from where we were so we were all forced to stay in this crappy motel for the night, there was so much going on in my mind that everything was feeling hazy. I was sharing a room with Allison and Lydia much to my dislike since Coach forced everyone to stay with those of the same gender. Before we got off the bus Stiles asked me to meet them in their room as soon as Coach was asleep which was going to be easy since Coach was a very heavy sleeper. I moved mindlessly down the long hallway, my mind was elsewhere as well as my heart which was broken. I stopped in front of the room Scott and Stiles were both sharing, I could hear a muffled conversation between both boys and I knocked onto the door. A few moments later Stiles answered and I moved past him almost like a ghost, Scott's eyes locked with mine for a moment then we both looked away.

"So why am I here again?" I asked bluntly leaning against the nearby wall crossing my arms against my chest and Stiles looked at me confused.

"You told me you are going to help figure out who this Darach is..." Stiles reminded when Scott cleared his throat for a moment and Stiles looked to see his best friend signaling him to take it easy. "I'm sorry Mya... I know you're dealing with losing Derek..."

"Don't...just don't Stiles." I interrupted Stiles I didn't want to hear any apologizes or condolences, I wanted to rip the Alpha Pack apart.

"I'm sorry Mya...it's just that I understand. I know how you feel..." Stiles answered I took Stiles by his collar and slammed him hard into the wall, my eyes burned Gold and fangs were poking through my gums. The fear in his brown eyes reflected back the monster I was showing as I turned back to human.

"Just leave me alone..." I hissed releasing Stiles's collar and walked out of the motel room without another word.   

~~SCOTT~~

Stiles decided to go get something from the vending machines while I was thinking of how bad Mya was so I decided to go look for her

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Stiles decided to go get something from the vending machines while I was thinking of how bad Mya was so I decided to go look for her. I saw Stiles was talking with Boyd at the end of the hall which made it easier for me to slip away unseen by him. It felt like a maze as I tried to track Mya's scent through the motel, it was faint but I managed to track her down to an abandoned room on the opposite side of the motel. I opened the door to see it was a room under construction, I could see why Mya chose to hide here because her scent would be masked by the smell of sawdust and stench of sweat. I saw Mya sitting on a mattress that was off to the side of the construction with her face was in her hands.

"What do you want Scott?" she asked not looking up at me, I guess she could sense my presence in the room and I could sense she was trying to fight back the pain inside her

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"What do you want Scott?" she asked not looking up at me, I guess she could sense my presence in the room and I could sense she was trying to fight back the pain inside her.

"I wanted to see if you are okay...do you want to talk?" I answered seeing her eyes glanced up at me; I could see the bloodshot color in her blue eyes which told me she was struggling to fight the tears.

"There is nothing to talk about..." she replied I moved forward towards her and sat next to her on the bed, our shoulders were barely touching as I watched Mya sniffle then clear her throat.

"Look Mya...it's okay to grieve...you just lost your brother. You don't need to hide your feelings...not from me." I started seeing her face snap at my direction, I could see the tension building inside her and her hand clenched against her thigh.

"I can't...if I do then I won't be able to fight it back." She answered my brain was starting to feel a bit fuzzy but I quickly shook it off when I touched her face with my hand. I stroked my thumb across her cheekbone our eyes locked and I pressed my lips to hers softly then broke away from her. We looked at one another then without another thought we just slammed our lips against one another again.   

   

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