This May Hurt (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 26

As the morning sunbeams seep through my window, my eyes slowly open. There was an inevitable happiness that distracted my mind. I groan as I realize I have to detach myself from my comfortable bed and his secure....

Wait! Where'd he go?

I shoot up from my bed and frantically look around my room for him as if i were looking for a missing shoe.

What if my parents found him and are planning to kill us both? No. He is no where to be found; it's rather puzzling. He was here last night. I'm sure of it. There's no way I imagined the way I distinctly remember the sound of his soft snores in my ear.

I decide to call him. I quickly snatch my phone off of the nightstand beside my bed. Once I unlock it, to my surprise, I find a text message from Stiles.

"Sorry I left. Had to go home and shower, but I'll pick you up for school at 7:30. xx"

I smile at my phone. He's going to pick me up. My boyfriend is going to pick me up and take me to school. It sounds like drops of sugar on my tongue when I think about it.

I look at my clock and almost collapse when I see the time. It's 7:10. I only have 20 minutes to get ready for school!

I quickly throw my phone back on the nightstand and dash to the bathroom, but to my unbelievable amount of bad luck, I run smack dab into Lydia. She appears shocked at our dramatic contact, but after the fierce glare I deliver her, she quickly circles around me and sprints to her room.

I take the opportunity to take advantage of the bathroom. I quickly shower, brush my teeth and pad my way back to my room. I walk to my closet and open it.

Now this was the hard part, what in the world do I wear!? I'm so used to the private school life of uniforms, but now this is public school where they don't have a dress code!

I contemplate what to wear out of the brand new cloths my mother purchased for me only weeks ago and settle on a black skirt with a white shirt and a red leather jacket. I rush to my vanity and quickly add a red heart necklace with matching earrings.

Now my hair. What in the world am I going to do with this lion mane of hair? I decide to simply brush it up and pull it into a ballerina bun.

By the time I finish adding a light amount of make-up to cover up the massive bags under my eyes, my phone rings. I go to my nightstand to see it is Stiles that is calling me. I instantly smile at the sight of his name flashing on my phone.

"Hi.", I say answering the phone.

"Hello beautiful.", he says with a cheery voice. "You sound well rested."

I groan at his comment. "Oh my gosh, I can't even. I'm so tired.", I complain to him. I hear a light chuckle slip through his lips.

"Well hurry up. I'm downstairs.", he informs me.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me before?!", I exclaim as I run to grab my bag.

He chuckles again. "I only wanted to hear you're beautiful voice again.", he tells me.

My smile is so wide I'm almost positive he can hear it through the phone. "Well I don't want to be late on my first day you know.", I tell him as I bound down the stairs.

"Well I'm outside waiting for you.", he tells me again.

"Ok, ok. I'm coming. Bye", I say and hang up the phone. I rush into the kitchen sand find my mother and father sitting together eating breakfast.

"Good morning baby.", my mother says to me.

"Morning.", I say in a rush, grabbing a Nature Valley Bar and a bottle of water.

"Well where are you off to in such a rush?", my father questions me.

"School.", I say blankly.

"But why are you in a hurry? School doesn't start for a half hour.", my mom questioned me.

I stare at the ground, playing with the hem of my jacket. I can't lie to them, but if I tell them to the truth it could get me sent back to that all girls school again. Come on Vanessa, just say it.

"A boy is outside waiting to take me to school.", I softly told them.

I regret the words the moment hey leave my mouth. Both my parents raise their eyebrows at each other, this only makes me begin to blush. Fuck. Fuck me, fuck my life. Why did I even bother. I stand there, anxiously waiting their most likely scolding response.

"Well honey, I guess you should get going.", my mother says.

My eyes grow wide as I stare at her, my mind still trying to process what she said. She said that? Did she actually say that or am I losing it. I search her face for any signs of play but there are none.

"You mean it's ok if I ride with a boy?", I ask her.

"You're 16 which means it is the appropriate time for you to be with a boy, so yes it's ok.", my father answers.

I am almost stunned by their answer. My parents have always been so free when it came to boys with Lydia, but so controlling with me. Now I finally actually have the permission and the blessing. My luck, for once after the horrible day and half I just experience, is finally turning around. I run up and kiss both my parents on he cheek and bolt to the door.

"Oh and Vanessa!", my mother calls, stopping me. I turn to her with a puzzled look. "We'll talk about your new 'friend' who is a boy when you come home.", she says with a sly smile.

I blush, but nod my head and run out the door before my father can add anything on to hers.

Once I get in the car, I don't even have a moment to catch my breath before I feel Stiles' lips crash on to mine. The feeling instantly sends an electric shock through my body as his lips mold into mine. The intensity of the kiss making me melt in my very seat. I will never understand how he has so much of an effect over me.

"Took you long enough.", he says as he pulls away, but grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers, kisses the back of it, and places it on his lap before starting the car.

I smile brightly at him. "I'm sorry. My parents were having a...talk with me.", I tell him.

"A talk?", he asks raising his eyebrows.

"They were just giving me the permission to officially start being with boys.", I laugh.

He laughs with me. "Well I'm glad because I don't think I would have been able to actually stay away from you.", he says while kissing the back of my hand again.

"Me either.", I say softly. And with that, we drive off to school.