Selenophobia (Teen Wolf/Vampire Diaries) [1]

The One With The Howl

I stumble back into the house, my head reeling. Derek just picked up Allison. Derek just picked up Allison.

Derek has Allison.

Serial-killer-eyes and possible serial-killer Derek has Allison.

I pull out my phone and send Allison a series of are-you-okay texts. A minute later my phone dings, and I let out an audible sigh of relief when I see it's from Allison.

NOT REALLY. SCOTTS FRIEND DEREK TOOK ME HOME. ILL SEE U TMRW.

Derek? Scott's friend?!

"Emma!" A cheery voice greets me. "Sooo good to see you!" I look up to see Elena with her arm around Bonnie. Bonnie just shakes her head, laughing.

"Someone's a little drunk." I say to Bonnie, shaking my head and forcing a small laugh.

"Are you okay?" Bonnie frowns.

"Yeah. Yeah, I will be when I get out of here." I tuck my phone away, adding Derek to my new list of Things to Kill Scott For.

"Oh, you're leaving?" Bonnie looks surprised. At her voice, Elena whips her head around.

"No! Don't leave!" She sticks out her bottom lip like she is about to cry.

"Scott just had some sort of--attack, I guess--and Allison needs my help."

"Do you need a ride? I was getting ready to bail anyway. Elena needs to go home."

"Thanks Bonnie, that would be fantastic." I say, relieved.

"C'mon, let me just grab Elena's coat."

I wait awkwardly by the front door, holding a drunken Elena, who picked now to fall asleep on my shoulder. Bonnie descends the stairs holding Elena's coat, letting out a sigh when she sees her friend. Together Bonnie and I put her coat on and lead her down the path to Bonnie's car. We gently lay her down in the backseat and I slide into the passenger seat.

"Thanks for the ride Bonnie, I really appreciate it."

"Anytime Emma. Is your brother okay?"

I shake my head and sigh. "I don't know. But whatever it is, it better be a damn good excuse as to why he left Allison."

When Bonnie pulls into my driveway, I am surprised to see the blue jeep parked crookedly in the street in front of my house. That must be Stiles.

"Thanks again for the ride." I say as I crawl out of the car.

"No prob. Call me if you need anything."

I don't look back as Bonnie drives away. I just run up the stairs to the front porch and wrench the door open. Holding my shoes in my hand I hurry up the stairs, the sound of Scott and Stiles yelling reaching my ears.

When I reach the top of the stairs, I see Stiles standing outside Scott's room, wiggling the door handle and cursing. "Scott-"

"SCOTT MCCALL." I angrily throw my shoes on the floor. Stiles jumps back and yells out. I push Stiles aside and grab the door handle, yanking on it so hard I'm afraid it will fall off.

"Emma I wouldn't-"

"Shutup Stiles!" I pound on Scott's door. "SCOTT YOU BETTER LET ME IN THERE SO I CAN KICK YOUR ASS!"

I hear an animalistic growl emanate from behind the door. What the hell?

"Oh no. No. This is not good. Not good." I hear Stiles mumble behind me. I turn around to see him running his hands through his buzzed hair, fear written plainly on his face.