This May Hurt (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 36

We walk back to the field in complete silence. Stiles to afraid to say anything else that could further upset me and me to emotionally disturbed to even utter a single word.

We finally reach the field, and from the looks of it, practice has started without us.

Stiles grabs my hand, turning me to face him, before I can join my other teammates.

"I'm sorry. I really didn't want to tell you that. I knew it would upset you, but I don't want to keep secrets between us.", Stiles tells me.

My breathing instantly hitches, his words bringing a wave of guilt over me. Stiles tells me anything and everything yet I sit here holding onto two big secrets and both about Isaac. Another thing to add to my stress levels and it's only been five minutes. Well aren't I the perfect girlfriend.

I can't even look him in the eye. I just stare at the ground and slightly nod my head.

Stiles wraps me in his arms, hugging me tightly. "Don't let this get to you ok? Nothing, and I mean nothing, will happen to you.", he tells me.

Once again, I simply nod my head.

"I'll see you later ok.", he says and plants a light kiss on the top of my head.

I than unravel myself from him and walk blankly down the field to my waiting teammates.

The minute I reach them, Megan runs to me, excitement filing her eyes.

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh MY GOSH, are you dating Stiles!?", she exclaims.

I smile weakly at her, not muttering a single word, but still earning a squeal from her and all the other girls as they surround me.

"So you mean to tell me that not only are you drop dead gorgeous and a rocking lacrosse player, but you're also going out with one of the hottest guys in school who's also happens to be co-captain of the boys lacrosse team!?", Megan says in only one breath.

I really don't need this right now. I just want to take out all my stress and frustration on the field and not have a full out girl sleepover talk about my boyfriend.

Millions of questions are thrown my way from all around me. I feel like the world is closing in on me and my head is literally about to pop off my head if these girls and their hormonal questions done stop soon.

Thankfully, a whistle blows, and every voice around me ceases. All the girls turn to a mid-sized woman with broad hips and long straight black hair pulled into a tight ponytail that looked like it was going to pull off every single hair on her head. But she was beautiful. Full pink lips, magnificent curves, and her eyes. The most beautiful shade of ivy green I had ever seen.

"That's Coach Finstock.", Megan quietly whispers to me.

My eyes widen at the name. I eye the woman greatly, fully taking her in. So this was the coach's wife. Wow, how in the world did someone like him snatch up a woman like her? Dammit Vanessa, stop being rude!

"Now that I have your attention, where is Vanessa Martin?", Coach said, her voice smooth like silk and honey.

You would think it was Moses parting the sea with the rod God have him because the girls did exactly that, parted straight down the middle, fully exposing me to the coach.

The minute her eyes laid on me, she spread out the biggest smile I had ever seen a person make. She walks to me and pats me on the shoulder. Her touch is so warm and comforting it almost scares the hell out of me.

"Welcome to the team, Co-Captain.", she says.

A roar erupts from all the girls as they praise me. I feel myself blush, taking it all in.

"Ok ladies, Let's get started. Pair up and give me 50 sets of passing drills!", she creams, blowing her whistle.

Everyone quickly begins pairing up, Megan instantly grabbing me, and we practice for the remainder of the period.

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As I leave the locker room after practice, I feel a small bit of weight leave my heavy shoulders. Lacrosse is my one and only stress reliever and how I desperately needed it right now.

I don't even bother to stop and wait for Stiles because seeing him would only add on the layer of stress I just removed. I know he'll be so upset, but I can't face him right now. I just quickly walk off to 4th period.

My mind reals as take in everything that has been happening to me. A normal girl would have probably crashed by now, but apparently I'm not a normal girl. I'm a Druid and from what Deaton has told me, they are very strong which is the only reason why I am holding on, but I'm holding on to basically tiny pieces of thread. I have a great power that I barely know how to use. I attract werewolves and make them go crazy every time my emotions run high because I don't know how to control that either. People may die because I don't know how to control it. An all too powerful Alpha Werewolf wants me either dead or make me part of his stupid pack while he sends his lackeys after me so I never feel safe. I've just found out that my sister of all people almost killed me years ago over a boy whom she treats like he's nobody. And than on top of all that, I have two guys after me, one being my boyfriend while the other is seriously falling for me. And the worst part is that I'm keeping secrets from my boyfriend about things the other boy has said to me.

I literally grip the lockers beside me, desperately trying to hold myself together from having a breakdown right in the middle of the hallway. I blink back the tears and take in as many deep breaths as I can muster. My life has literally turned to actually shit in the matter of 3 days and there's nothing I can do to stop it...