The Wolf's Scream (Teen Wolf Scott/Allison fanfiction)

Chapter 3

"I just don't get it.." Lydia said, frowning. "What don't you get?" Stiles asked, looking concerned. I hated how Stiles cared for Lydia, because I knew that she's never return the favour (in that way). "I just don't get how attractive one member of the male species can be.." She said, staring at her phone. On her phone was a text chat between her and (shocker) Aiden. Who happens to be a, wait for it, Werewolf! Stiles groans and slumps down on the floor next to Scott who was staring at this ancient looking symbol. I walked over to Lydia and made the 'I need to talk to you right now' face. She nodded and told the boys that we needed to 'powder our noses' they nodded, but didn't really listen. They were way to fascinated with the old symbols.

I locked the bathroom door behind myself and Lydia before facing her and crying. I know I said I hated crying Infront of people, (I really do) but goddamn I needed to let it out. Lydia seemed shocked by it, considering the last time she saw me cry was in fifth grade when I fell off the swing and cut my knee. "Hey, hey.. What's wrong?" She frowned and made me sit down on the closed toilet seat. I began to speak

(Well, cry and speak, which is basically just a bunch of high pitched noises) "I just, ever since all of this began, I always thought about.. You know.. Scott changing me into a.." I stopped as Lydia's jaw dropped. I rub at my eyes furiously "What?" I say defensively, "You've never thought of it?" Lydia closed her mouth. "Well, no. I haven't. I've kind of been dealing with how to be a Banshee." She tried to laugh but couldn't. I sobbed again "I don't know what to do! Me and Scott have been arguing like crazy, like, really badly. It won't stop. It's like a constant argument. It's horrible. And I brought up the me-thinking-of-going-she-wolf thing last night to Scott and he totally freaked!" I said, shout-whispering so that neither Stiles nor Scott could hear. "Well, have you thought it through?" Lydia asked, looking at me carefully. "Well, obviously! I don't know, Lydia. I just think it would make more sense. Scott always says how I'll never understand what it feels like.. Well maybe I can. I want to. This isn't just because of Scott. I want to change. I really do." I sucked in a breath, ripped some toilet paper off of the roll and began to dab at my running mascara. "Well," Lydia began, "If it's what you want, then you should.. You should do it." Lydia said. I turned to face her "Oh god. What am I gonna do about my Dad?! I never even thought about what he'd say.." I trailed off "Well. Okay. The two guys you love most in your life are both most likely opposed to the idea of you becoming a she-wolf. But you want it, so I suggest you do it in secret." Lydia said, smiling. "But who's gonna.. Who's gonna do it if it isn't Scott?" I asked, but I already knew the answer.

I quickly got out my phone and dialled Derek's number.