orphic [1] ⇻ stiles stilinski

xii. heart monitor

[ start of heart monitor part one ]

THE ARGENTS HAD been enemies of the Hale's for years for only one reason. They were werewolf hunters, and the Hale's were werewolves. The Hale's hadn't stepped out of line, hadn't physically hurt any of their family, hadn't done anything to the Argents, however it was in their nature to hunt the beastly creatures. And that's what they did.

  After arriving home from the unexpected events at the high school, Eleanor did not expect the house to be empty. She had thought Derek was in danger, she felt that he was in danger. However, upon walking through the front door, the only people she was greeted with were her two brothers. They weren't harmed.

  And after a lengthy talk about what had actually happened while Eleanor was at the parent/teacher conferences, she understood why. The Argents loved to torment them. She had heard plenty of stories from Laura and Derek about the vile family and their disgusting hobbies, and so it only made sense that Kate made a little visit to Eleanor's older brother.

  Keeping all of this from her friends though, had been proven quite the task. It was important that they didn't know, as they currently confided in the youngest Argent and did not want her to find out they were against her family.

  "El, why can't you just tell me what happened with your brother?" Stiles questioned, following behind his friend as she stalked through the halls.

  She flipped her hair to the side and tried to avoid eye contact with the boy. "Forget it Stiles, it was nothing."

  He scoffed. "Having a massive electric shock out of nowhere is nothing? Nora, that's so far from nothing!"

  "Just leave it, honestly, everything's fine."

  Eleanor headed forward to enter the room for her third class of the day, however her stubborn best friend shook his head and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward him in a sudden movement. She glared at him and motioned toward the classroom as he rolled his eyes.

  "Everything is not fine! I do not call you getting hit by a car fine, which we still need to talk about by the way. I don't know about you but I am freaking out right now!"

  Eleanor sighed as he spewed the worry from his mouth and frowned, grabbing hold of his hand as she spoke. "Stiles, you're human, of course you're freaking out about this. This is my normal, it's screwed up I know, but I'm fine."

  The boy nervously fidgeted at the contact on his hand and scanned the hallway, realising it was empty. He glanced into the classroom, sighing in frustration as he pulled her into the room, finally letting go of the argument they had just had.