Damaged 》Teen Wolf

Motel California

We arrived at this stingy motel. The Glen Capri. Finally, my legs need to stretch. That's what I did when we got off the bus.

"I've seen worse." Scott said.

Stiles gave him a look, "Where have you seen worse?"

I put my arms down after I cracked them. I really needed that. "New York. Terrible place, even terrible food." I said while I grabbed Stiles' hand.

Coach blew his whistle. Someone should take that away from him one day. If not I could see him marrying that thing. He never parts from it.

"Listen up. The meet's been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely." Coach started passing out the room keys.

I grabbed a key and went up to Scott and Stiles, "Just like old times, huh?"

Coach blew his whistle, "Hale, Stilinski, separate room!" He looks around the team. "I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!"

Stiles gave Coach a disbelieving look. Like I could see his eye giving a little twitch. I chuckled at him, "Maybe next time."

Suddenly, the room key was taken from my hand. I turn to see Isaac smirking, "Guess you're rooming with Boyd and I."

"Or maybe she could room with Lydia and Allison." Stiles suggested. Not even suggested. He was giving me a look saying I should go with them.

To reassure him, I gave him a quick peck. "It's ok. Boyd's not interested in me like that and I'll rip Isaac's throat out if he tries anything."

Stiles kept looking back between Isaac and me. He finally sighed, "Fine. But if he does anything, anything at all -"

Isaac rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, she'll rip my throat out." He gave a little smirk. "I might just enjoy it."

I kept my face blank as I punched Isaac in the arm. A small smile formed on my face when I heard a small crack. Isaac winced as he grabbed his arm. "It'll heal." Is my response.

I started walking towards the room. When I went passed Boyd, I could see a small smile on his lips. It wasn't much, just barley there. He walked behind me. "That even hurt from here." He said as I opened our room door.

I chuckled as I placed my bag on the ground, "He was asking for it. Now, let's pick our beds before Isaac gets here."

I smelled nicotine the moment we entered the room. The walls were all stained yellow. This place is disgusting. I think the mattresses have bed bugs. Don't me wrong, the place looks clean. The same time it doesn't.

I went over to the bed and lied down. I placed my hands under my head as I looked up at the ceiling. A few stains, but a place to sleep is...well, a place to sleep. Can't complain. I did sleep in worse place than this.

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Boyd went to get something from the vending machine. I asked him if he could get me some gummy bears, but he didn't respond. He just had this blank stare. Isaac wanted to watch tv, but every channel was static.

"No use." I said as I sat up. "If it's been static the past 100 channels, it's going to be static again."

Isaac didn't say anything. He kept going by each channel. Ok, this is weird even for Isaac. I got up and went to the bathroom. I turned on the faucet and began splashing water on my face.