This May Hurt (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 17

She's a whore, my sister. A stupid, pompous, little whore whom I can't stand at the moment. Who the hell does she think she is!? She already has a boyfriend, even though I've never met him. But still, she has a boyfriend! She even just broke-up with her other boyfriend just a couple months ago! Jacob, Jason, Jackson, whatever his name was, I never even met him either not that I even know the whole story of their break-up, but still, my sister gets every and any boy she lays eyes on and it's not fair. If she actually liked Stiles the way age constantly says she does, she would have made him her boyfriend a long time ago. It's not fair. It's just not fair.

"You shouldn't worry about it, you know.", Scott whispers in my ear, knocking me out of my deep thoughts. I jump at the sudden contact.

"What?", I ask, looking at him.

"You shouldn't worry about.", I hear Allison whisper.

I look back and forth between Scott and Allison, confused out of my mind. They couldn't be talking about-

"Lydia is just...well you should know she's your sister. But still you shouldn't let her get you down.", she says giving me a warm smile.

"Ya. I can let you know for a fact that Stiles-", Scott began but was cut off by the annoying being that is my sister.

"What are you guys whispering about?", she asked.

"Nothing.", Allison replied giving her a cold stare. I officially like her.

Lydia rolls her eyes and turns back around.

"Hey Vanessa, are you feeling any better?", Stiles asked me.

"I'm fine.", I snarled back, venom dripping down my tongue. 

I watch as his eyes look at me through the review mirror, but I quickly look away.

Allison must have noticed our little exchange because the next thing she said even shocked me. "You know who I think is really cute, Isaac.", she says with the slightest smirk.

My cheeks begin to burn from what I know she is trying to do.

"Umm what?", Scott says leaning over to look at Allison.

"I mean just in general, Scott. You know I forever love you. I just think Vanessa and Isaac would be extremely cute together.", Allison defends.

My embarrassment continues to grow by her words until I notice the car drastically move faster. I look up to see Stiles once again with unrecognizably angry. His knuckles were pure white on the steering wheel from gripping it too hard.

"Stiles. Stiles! STILES YOURE GONNA KILL US!", Lydia shrieks.

"It doesn't fucking matter because were fucking here!", Stiles retaliates and as I look out the window I see he is right. I we are here, the woods. Before anyone can react, Stiles stops the car, angrily unbuckles his seatbelt, get out, and slam the door hard on his way out.