This May Hurt (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 10

Everyone begins leaving the car, but I struggle with unbuckling my seatbelt. The stupid thing wouldn't come off.

"Oh ya, that one is kinda tricky here let me-", Stiles starts as he attempts to help me, but I slap his hand away before it even touches me.

"I don't need your help, I got it.", I say coldly.

He gives me a sad yet confused look as I finally break off the stupid seatbelt and sulk out of the car. I hear a car door shut and footsteps behind me as I walk into the veterinary shop.

Once inside, I find my sister, Allison, and Erica all huddled around a silver table with a man I knew to be vet of this town. But why would we be going to him for all this werewolf stuff?

"So I take this is your sister?", he says, looking at Lydia.

"Yes, this is her.", she replies.

I watch as he looks me up and down. He's making me really nervous. 

"Come closer so I can really get a look at you.", he says to me.

I do as I'm told and move closer to him. As soon as I reach him, he grabs ahold of my arm and looks at the my wrist. His eyes grow big at the sight of my birthmark. We all wait, but he says nothing.

"What, what does it mean? What's wrong?", my sister asks.

"Do you know what your birthmark means?", he asks me. I shake my head no. "You see how it looks like a tree. This is a Druid symbol. But when this mark is placed on ones wrist, it means they are a moving beacon. As in, wherever they go, werewolves follow. Like a magnet. But their powers are too strong for them once they get close which cause them to go rabid, like when regular dogs hear a dog whistle. They folllow the sound, but once to close, go mad from the high pitch frequency. You are a beacon.", he announces.

This can not be happening. He has to be lying.

"So you mean to tell me wherever she goes, they just follow her!?", my sister shrieks.

"Yes.", he tells her.

"Wait, but why isn't Erica going all rabid right now?", Stiles questions.

"This power is able to be controlled, but for her, he does not know how to. So the powers goes on and off by its self. It can be triggered by something like emotions most likely, so I suggest that you do everything you can to keep yours as low and neutral as possible. Now I've been told more Alpha packs and other wolves are coming here, yes?", the vet continues.

"Dauchalin said that. That's why he wants her gone.", Erica states gesturing to me.

"So you mean there is nothing we can do?!", my sister cries.

"At this point, nothing. This is something that she is born with. Just how you cannot completely control your powers, she cannot hers. From where we stand, there is nothing we can do.", he says.

I now begin to feel the hot tears stream down my face. I turn and run out of the room, sobbing. I run all the way to the parking lot and stop. I sink to the floor and continue sobbing.

People are going to die because of me. I am going to die because of me. And there is nothing we can do about it. I cry and cry and cry.

I suddenly feel a hand touch my shoulder. I look up to see the hand belongs to Stiles.

"Get away from me!", I scream at him as I get up to move away from him.

"I'm just trying to-", he starts but I quickly cut him off.

"To what!? Be friendly!? Well I don't want your "friendliness!", I scream at him.

He looks down at the ground and puts his hand in his pockets.

"I didn't mean that.", he finally says.

"I don't care. It doesn't matter anyway. I'm going to die anyway.", I say as another fresh batch of tears stream down my face.

"No you're not!" His scream startles me.

Before I know it, he is right in my face, taking my hands into his.

"I don't care what I have to do, but I promise to make sure nothing will happen to you." His eyes burn into mine with a fiery passion. His words echo and repeat in my head over and over again. The air has now become thick with a major intense taste. I know what's coming next. I can see it in his eyes. The want, the need, the passion. And I feel it too. I watch as he slowly leans into me and feel his hands move out of mine and wrap around my waist.   His lips are an inch away from me and his eyes stare at me as if asking if what he was doing was ok. I answer those eyes by closing the gap and kissing him.

Our lips instantly move in sync as if they were both tuned to the same rhythm. For that one moment, I wasn't afraid. I was scared or thinking of anything. All that was left to think about was this boy right here that I've known for a day who made me feel as perfect as anyone could be. I've kissed my fair share of boys but none of them have ever felt like this.This firey burning sensation that does not seem to be dimming anytime soon. I love it, I need it,

We finally break apart after what seems like forever, gasping for air. I look into his eyes and see them sparkle with happiness and delight. I watch the wide smile stretch over his face and I am soon spreading my own. This moment right here was absolutely perfect and nothing could ruin it.

I suddenly hear a cough coming from the door of the vet shop. I turn to my horror to see my sister standing at the door, watching. And by look on her face, she's seen everything. She glares at us and turns to walk back into the shop, slamming the door on her way in. Fuck.