The Other Argent

Stiles Does Not Approve

Chapter 5

Stiles drives me home with a frustrated look staying on his face.

I'm wrapped in his hoodie that is too big for me but it helps me stop shivering and soaking his seats. He stays silent the whole time, I finally get annoyed with the silence.

 "What?" I question annoyed.

 "What do you mean what?" 

"I mean why do you look so pissed off?" I point out.

 "You're dating Derek." He snaps.

"What's the big deal?" I ask whist cocking my head. 

"The big deal is he's a jerk and I don't trust him and you could find so much better."

"I'm not asking for your approval Stiles." I snapped. 

"Why do you even trust him? Of all the people, why him?" 

I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. "I just...I just do, he means a lot to me. He's always there when I need him, even when I feel like I don't need him, he's there because he knows. He cares about me, and protects me and I care about him. Is that enough for you?" Stiles let out a sigh.

"Why him though? I mean he's not a good guy and why didn't you tell me." He sounded hurt at the last part, his voice losing its hard edge and growing soft.   I looked down, I hated always having to defend Derek to everyone.

 "Stiles, he is a really good guy. I see it. He's just slightly damaged. He's different with me, then with you and Scott. I'm happy that should be enough and I didn't tell you because I knew you hate Derek and I didn't even tell anyone. Scott found out that's why he knew and I made him promise not to tell, not even Allison knows. I'm sorry."

"All right fine, but can I still call him sourwolf?" Stiles asks his sarcasm coming back to his voice. I roll my eyes.

"Just because we are dating doesn't mean I can stop him from killing you." I quip.

"That's comforting." He mutters sarcastically. 

"Just drive Stilinski." I say while settling back into my seat my hand running through my wet hair a small smile on my face.

"Whatever you say boss." He retorts. "By the way, tell sourwolf, I do not approve and I will back over him with my jeep if I have to." I roll my eyes.

We drive a block from my house I get out and walk to the house. I climb up the drain pipe and I sneak in through my window hoping not to get noticed. I get inside strip off my soaking clothes and get in a hot shower. I get out dry off put on flannel pajamas and a t shirt and crawl into bed hoping to forget this night and just have some peace.

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I wake up the next morning, I put my hair up in a messy bun, put on my dark blue jeans and Batman t-shirt, slipped into my black high tops and ran downstairs to get breakfast. I grab my back pack and my blue plaid winter jacket but first put my mini crossbow in my bag something Allison and I have both been starting to carry. I get in my truck not bothering to wait for Allison this morning. She and I usually have different plans after school anyway.

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I got to school and made my way to class. I nearly froze in the hallway. Isaac is sitting there. How the hell is he no longer wanted? 

 I plopped into the seat next to Scott, he and I both sharing looks of distress. When Stiles comes in excitedly. "I just talked to my dad and I've got really terrible, horrible, very, very bad news." He says.