Fairy Tales Exist (Teen Wolf)

brett

"Liam, wait. What, no, no, no, no. Liam." I could hear a voice. I pull Scott and Stiles by their ears outside where Liam was standing in front of the lacrosse team we were playing against. Looks like it is Liam's old school.

"Brett!" Liam calls out.

"Rule number one, keep an eye on your beta Scott." I point at him then poke him in his chest.

"Ah, here we go." The kid Liam was walking with mumbles.

"I just wanted to say... Have a good game." Liam holds his hand out for the guy to shake. The team laughs as I step forward. Scott pulls me back.

"That's cute, Liam. Is that what they told you to say in Anger Management? Apologize and everything's fine? You demolished Coach's car." The kid states. What? What the hell did little Liam do?

"I paid for it." Liam grits his teeth.

"Yeah, you're going to pay for it. We're gonna break you in half out there. And it's gonna be all your fault." The kid taunts. Liam breaths in and out as his palms were dripping with blood. Pain. I shake Scott off of me as I grab Liam's arm and pull myself closer to him.

"Liam, lets go." I whispered as I glare at this Brett guy.

"Oh, shit. Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's go." Scott grabs Liam. Pulling him away.

"Hey, what's going on prep students? Welcome to our little public high school. How you doing? That's a firm handshake you got there. Uh, we're very excited for scrimmage tonight. Uh, but Let's keep it clean, all right? No rough stuff out there. All right, see you on the field. Go." I pull Stiles away from the opposite team as Scott took Liam.

"Hey sweetheart, I'll see you at the game." Brett winks as I tried not to throw up.

"Honey, my boyfriend will tare you in half and then all 206 of your bones will be scattered across Beacon Hills. The last guy that messed with me turned into ash. You better pray that he doesn't show up." I warn him. Jesus when will these kids learn. I head to the locker room and see Liam wolfed out under a shower with Scott and Stiles trying to calm him down.

"Okay, you calm yet?" Stiles asked. Liam roars as both boys shove him against the wall. I step forward placing one of my hands on Liam's chest.

"Liam calm down." I look him in the eyes as mine glowed.

"Okay! Okay!" Liam says as the three of us stepped back. He was normal again.

"What are you?" Liam looks at me panting.

"A Cercea. Telekinesis and other stuff." I shrug my shoulders.

"That car you smashed. I thought you said that was your teacher's." Scott studies Liam.

"He was also my Coach. He benched me for the entire season." Liam says.

"What did you do?" Scott asked him.

"I got a couple of red cards." Liam breaths out.

"Just a couple?" Stiles looks at him not believing it.

"You gotta be honest with us. What else happened?" Scott asked him.

"Nothing. I got kicked out of school. They sent me to a psychologist for evaluation." Liam says as if it wasn't a big deal.

"What did they call it?"

"Intermittent Explosive Disorder." Liam says. Great. Huge anger issues.

"I.E.D? You're literally an I.E.D? That's great. That's great. You gave powers to a walking time bomb." Stiles gives Scott and thumbs up. I roll my eyes and lightly throw Stiles at the wall.

"Come on, Lexy." He mutter as he rubs his head.

"Did they give you anything for it?" Scott looks back at Liam.

"Risperdal. It's an antipsychotic."

"Oh, this just gets better." Stiles smiles.

"But I don't take it." Liam blurts out.

"Obviously." Stiles claps his hands together.

"Cut it out Stiles." I glare at him. We all have our issues and we deal with them differently.

"I can't play lacrosse on it. It makes me too tired." Liam tells us.

"Okay. I think you should bail out of the game. Tell Coach your leg is still hurting." Scott tells him.

"No, no! I can do this. Especially if you're there. Maybe, Alexis can calm me down too. She helps." Liam looks at us. I shrug my shoulders.

"But, Liam, it's not just about the game. We think whoever killed Demarco might be on our team." Scott says.

"Who's Demarco?" Liam asked confused.

"The one who brought the beer to the party. The guy who was beheaded. Remember?" Stiles says.

"We think the person who ordered the keg killed Demarco." Scott says as Liam's face goes blank.

"Liam? What, you know something?"

"I don't know who ordered the keg. But I know who paid for it." Liam tells us its Garrett.

Garrett the flipping ferret. He reminds me of a ferret because they're very close to weasels. Guess what? The game is still on. No one is canceling the game. Liam is still playing the game. We're just going to have an awesome freaking night. There is a Deadpool with most of our names on there, we're all going to die. Little Liam here has anger issues. And Lydia has still not recovered the other third of the Deadpool list. Fantastic.