Lahey || Teen Wolf

five

"What? No, you didn't."

Derek glared at me, "Collins, go home."

"Seriously? I thought you were letting me stay here with you." I crossed my arms and glared right back.

He flashed his red eyes at me, "Go. Home."

I grabbed my backpack off of the ground and stormed out of the warehouse, hitting my shoulder against Derek's arm on the way out.

I don't even know why I chose to be in his pack anyways.

•

"Collins! Where were you last night?" my dad asked as I burst through the front door.

I didn't even stop to talk to him, "I was at a friend's house."

I walked straight up the stairs and into my room, not wanting to talk to anyone. Derek made me angry and anger always made me turn. Dad still doesn't know what I am, so I can take the risk of turning in front of him.

"Where the hell were you last night?"

I looked up to see Scott and Stiles standing in my doorway.

"Like you would wanna know." I mumbled.

Stiles walked further into my room, Scott following him, "First, you just don't come home. Second, you just show up to school like nothing happened. Third, you walk in the house like you didn't do anything."

"Because I didn't! I was just at a friend's house." I raised my voice at my brother.

Stiles raised his eyebrows, "What friend?"

"Lydia." I instantly replied.

Scott interjected, "Bullshit."

"What?" Stiles and I both asked at the same time.

He crossed his arms, "You weren't at Lydia's house. I know because your heartbeat fluctuated when you said it. You're lying."

"Who's house were you at, Collins?" Stiles asked, crossing his arms in front of his body.

I smirked, "You really wanna know?"

"Yeah." both him and Scott answered.

"Derek Hale."

Stiles slapped Scott's side, "Tell me she's lying."

"She's not lying."

•

"Will you just come with me?" Stiles begged.

I rolled my eyes, "This is your deal with Boyd."

"Let's make a deal. You come with me to meet with Boyd, or I tell Dad where you really were the other night." Stiles smirked.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Fine."

Stiles and Scott got pretty mad at me last night when I told them I had stayed with Derek. I knew if Dad found out I would be in deep shit. On the other hand, the only reason they weren't telling was because I threatened to rip their throats out.

My brother and I walked into the cafeteria and found where Boyd was sitting. Like the sly twins we are, we carefully sat down across from Boyd.

Not.

We were actually pretty obvious.

Stiles nodded at him, "Boyd... you got the keys?"

Boyd held at his hands, the keys dangling between his fingers. Stiles immediately reached out and grabbed onto the keys, but Boyd tightened his fist around them.