The Forgotten Hale | Teen Wolf / Chris Argent

17. Better Broken

*Aiyana's POV*
I walked out of the hospital, looking at the cars that drove by. Why can't anyone trust me? It should not be that hard!
When I tell them that I can do this on my own, I mean it. I shook my head, grabbing my phone from my pocket.
I found his number, calling him. It took some time before he answered, but it got there.

"A: Hey, Bobby. What are you up to?
B: Oh, hey! Nothing, really. What about you?
A: Nothing at all. What do you say about a meal?
B: Sure! I'll-
A: I'll pick you up.
B: Fine. I'm at the school, as usual."

I hung up, walking down to my car. I'm pretty sure Chris can walk home.. I mean, he does have two feet, right? I got in the car, started the engine and drove off. How can I tell Bob all of this? Should I even tell him? I'm pretty sure he won't know him after all... I got to the school sooner than expected, but Bobby stood there ready.

-"So, what's wrong now? I mean, since you called me out for a meal," Bob started once I drove off. I shot a quick look over at him, shaking my head lightly.
-"We need to speak about my life. I'm having such a big problem with this man," I explained, driving to the closest restaurant I managed to find.
-"Who's bothering you? I'll beat them up!" Bob snapped, looking directly at me. I let out a sigh, shaking my head.
-"He.. He has been here for some time. He's getting on my nerves, and I can't trust him. I need some advice from you," I mumbled, still staring at the road ahead.

-"I don't know what he has been troubling you with, or even who. Is it because of the wendigo?" Bob asked, still staring at me.
-"It's more complicated than that, Bob. He wants my power, wants to kill my baby and he wants me. I barely know him! I only managed to get something off of him through Scott. I don't want to join him, not after all of this. I just wanted a brand new life," I replied, shrugging a bit.

-"I understand. I have a random question: If that child is mine, can we move to somewhere else and start over? I know you love Chris, but please don't forget about my feelings... Anyway, this is about you. You'll need to tell me more before I can help," he offered, looking to his window. I simply nodded, parking outside the restaurant.
-"We'll talk about it now," I said, getting out of the car. Bobby did the same, following after me. It didn't take long before we were seated with some menu's.

-"So... It all started with him suddenly just.. being there. When I met him, I thought I would never see him again. Then later I found out that he would be much more complicated. Before I continue, how was my father?" I asked, pretending to be looking at the menu meanwhile.
-"I've known him since you got placed in that adoption center back in the day. Now I... Your father was.. a nice man to begin with. The more he.. disappeared, the less contact I managed to get. When you got adopted, I never saw him again," Bobby replied, closing his menu.

-"Okay. Well, some months ago, this stranger kept on speaking about everything. He wanted me to join in his pack, and he still wants me to join. It's so annoying, because he doesn't understand my no. Lately, or well, recently.. he said that I need to get rid of my child. Even Peter wanted to kill it.. said the exact same. What should I do? Clearly, I would trust my father more than anyone else.. but at the same time..."

-"I understand. Your dad did speak a lot about you before. He indeed did treat you as a father.. but then he disappeared. Why do you tell this me this anyway?"
-"Because you're the only one who knows! I can't walk up to Scott and be like: Hey! We have some complicated shit going on and I need to leave Beacon. I mean.. I can't just leave! The others need me, and I need them. I'm unsure as well... remember back when Chris was chatting around with Melissa? I feel like they're still at it. He's still acting weird, swearing that he's never seeing her again," I mumbled, sighing.

-"Is that bothering you? Listen... maybe you should start trusting the guy better. As it sounds right now, you don't trust him at all. Not that I'm any expert, but I mean.. it's too obvious! Stop thinking about Melissa, start thinking forwards.. on something new and exciting!" Bob said a little too loud, gaining some people's attention. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms as well. I closed the menu, and not long after the waitress came.