Monstrous ➙ Theo Raeken

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Clarissa could feel Theo's eyes on the side of her head as they entered the locker room, moving towards the stainless steel that held people's objects throughout the day. The chimera had patiently waited for him to change into his normal clothes but she felt the anxiousness run throughout her body to try and figure out her hidden memories, the ones that constantly played in her head like a movie. She knew that he was pushing to talk to her but her main focus was on the asthma ridden werewolf that was sitting on the wooden bench.

Clarissa knew that his asthma had disappeared when he was bitten by Peter Hale and for the life of her she couldn't figure out why it had returned. He was sitting on the bench holding his inhaler when Clarissa sat next to him with a gentle smile on her face. "Hey Scott."

"You gonna be okay?" Theo questioned, opening his locker door with a loud click. The noise sounded too familiar to Clarissa, too similar to the mechanical clicking that the Dread Doctors used to communicate.

"Yeah." Scott murmured, twirling his inhaler around in his tanned palms. He seemed withdrawn from the pair of them, almost distrustful towards the girl next to him. "Um, I think it was just the memory hitting me. Psychosomatic thing."

"Mine haven't come back yet." Clarissa lied softly, steadying her heartbeat like the werewolves had told her to do when they were dealing with the alpha pack. She felt guilty lying to Scott but for some reason she only wanted Theo to be the one to know the truth of her haunted thoughts.

"Did you want to talk about something?" Scott questioned suddenly towards the werewolf standing by the lockers, sending Clarissa a subtle look that she tried to ignore. She knew that Scott didn't know how to act around her anymore, they had come so far and his newfound awkwardness reminded her of their freshman year; the year Scott held a large amount of puppy love for her.

"No." Theo murmured lowly, his eyes trained on the two people casually sitting on the bench. Clarissa knew he was itching to tell Scott something, she could always tell when Theo had a plan to talk to someone but him attempting to hold back was confusing her. "It can wait."

"No, no, it's okay." Scott reassured the werewolf, his voice almost urgent as if he wanted to get rid of the demons that were haunting his subconscious. "What's up?"

"Last night, you guys all fell asleep." Theo declared as he walked towards the bench, slamming his locker door behind him without a second glance. Clarissa watched him gracefully throw his legs over the side of the bench, straddling it as his knees brushed against hers. She smiled softly at the hand he laid unconsciously against her thigh, trailing his fingers against the rough material of her jeans. "I went upstairs to check on Kira. She was sleeping, but."

"You heard her speaking Japanese." Scott's voice was almost frantic then as he leaned his body closer to Theo, making Clarissa feel disgruntled from being in between the two boys.

Clarissa's eyes darted towards her person quickly before looking down at his hand on her thigh. She had wondered where he had been the night before and she had her answer. "That's why I couldn't find you right away."

"I didn't just hear it." Theo declared, his hand dropping his book bag to gently grab the phone out of his pocket. Clarissa watched as he opened his recordings and clicked play on the latest entry, completely shocked as the tired voice of Kira spoke over the speaker in the foreign language for them to hear.

"That's what she said at the club." Scott muttered in surprise, his eyes wide as he sat back against the bench further.

"I found a website that can translate it." Theo stated, his hand grasping tighter against the girl's thigh as he placed his phone in her lap. "It means roughly I'm the messenger of death."