The Stilinski twin | Aiden

A bus trip from hell | chapter eleven

Haley sat in front of stiles and Scott, her body shifted side ways to speak to them. "You are bleeding again Scott." She observed, her hand rubbing her neck as the wound reminded her of her own.

"Shouldn't it be healed by now?" stiles commented, his eyes going down to the red dot growing on his friends top. Scott shrugged, his mind else where as he looked over across the group of students heading to the meet.

"Do you see the way Ethan's continuously looking down at his phone?" Stiles swerved the topic, nudging his friends shoulder to focus on the new topic.

"Like he's waiting for something?" Scott joined in, his interest spiking, only causing haleys interest to sink.

"Or for news on someone." Stiles added, his gaze now fixated on Ethan's phone.

"Why don't you text Danny if your so interested." Haley commented sarcastically, glaring at her brother as she leant against the window. Stiles grinned at her option, making her shake her head as he retrieved his own phone. "I was joking stiles." She said, trying to grab his phone from him. But that didn't stop the constant buzzing of Danny's phone beginning to appear.

Danny turned around and shook his head, mouthing a no before turning back.
Then there was another buzz.

And another.

And another.

Haley rose from her seat and walked straight over to Danny, taking his phone and blocking stiles number. He smiled at her as she plopped down on the edge of his seat, beginning their normal small talk.

But the smile soon vanished as he saw the hand print burning into her skin, mostly covered by a patterned scarf attached o her neck. He quickly pulled down the rest of the scarf hiding it and gawked horrified at the scar.

"What the hell happened Haley." Danny asked, forcing Ethan's gaze to turn and see the mark planted across her neck. Haley quickly zipped up her jumper to hide it more and stood up in panic.

"Nothing. I'm fine." She told him before taking her scarf back, turning and walking away. That didn't stop her to see Ethan instantly bring out his phone and tap furiously against the screen. She slid back in her seat and ignored the glares from behind her.

"What did you do that for?" Stiles moaned as she retreated back to her normal position.

Her eyes shot him a quick glare, "we don't need to know that he's waiting for a text to see if Ennis is dead." She told him sternly, turning around in her seat and closing her eyes for some piece and quiet.

Soon after she heard rummaging and Scott go off to sort the two werewolves out, she didn't bother to open her eyes until he came back. Her eyes still stuck on the landscape outside. 

Another ten minutes passed before a hand lightly tapped on her shoulder to grab her attention. Haley turned her head slightly to see who it was, surprised by the fact it was Ethan extending a phone to her. She furrowed her eyebrows, waiting for him to explain, knowing that stiles and Scott were watching, waiting to object.

Ethan moved the phone toward her again, making her take it from his hands and bring it to her ear. "Hello?" She asked through the speaker, still looking at Ethan as he stood awkwardly between the group who he was supposed to hate.

It didn't take long for a reply.

"I'm going to kill you do you know that?" A familiar voice shouted down the phone, the anger obvious in the tone. Haley sighed as she gripped the bridge of her nose, giving Ethan the 'what the hell?' Look.

"That's great and everything, but I didn't need that clarification." She spoke down the phone, her gaze flickering to Scott who she knew was listening.