Not Fragile

Hello Old Friend/Plans Change

Stiles POV

I entered the loft smiling widely. Scott and everyone stood silent. Jackson stayed right where I wanted him. "Stiles ? Is that really you ?", Lydia asked making me gag internally. I was going to show them that I didn't come here to play around.

I grabbed Jackson by the throat and punched him up against the wall. I was basically dangling him. "All of a sudden you sons of bitches care about me ? Jackson here always cared. No one gets hurt if I get to have Jackson.", I said eyeing the pack and tightening my grip on Jackson's throat. "Tick...Tock..."

Scott lunged for me ending up being kicked by Nate to the other wall. "Stiles Jackson is incapable of loving you. He hates you.", Lydia said eyeing Jackson with pitiful eyes.

I began to loosen my grip. I leaned in to look Jackson in the eyes. "Don't move.", I mouthed those words to him before Nate took a protective stance In front of Jackson. "Scotty. Have you forgotten that love never does anyone the justice they want ?"

Allison fired bullet at me. Hitting me in the shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her neck and her sleeping body hit the floor. "Anyone else want to attack me ?" Everyone charged then I retaliated."Stiles this isn't you. Why are you so determined to hurt us ? We were your friends.", Isaac said puppy eyes locked on me. "That's your answer. Key word  'were'. You were my friends. Isaac i won't hurt you as badly as everyone else. I made a promise to all of you and I intend to keep it."

Nate stepped outside making sure we were secure. Jackson then had gotten brought into  a hug by Isaac. Maybe instead of revenge I should just take the pack down from the inside. I walked out giving Jackson a look. If they tried anything I would know about it.

I went home seeing my dad and saying my hellos before heading up to my vacant room of one year. I will stay here in Beacon Hills. time to show everyone the new and improved Stiles Stilinski.