The Other Argent

Know Thy Enemy

Stiles and I share a look then jump out of the Jeep with a huff.  I can't be near Jackson and his little wiener, It's just creepy.

We walk over to the scene. "Hey." Stiles and I greet at the same time. Mr. Stilinski crosses his arms and does not look happy. 

"What are you two doing here?" He inquires.

"What do you mean what are we doing here? What it's a club. It's a club we were clubbing at the club, you know? At the club." Stiles explains.

"Not exactly your kind of club guys." 

"Uh.. Well, dad, there's a conversation that..." Stiles starts.

  "You're not gay." Mr. Stilinski cuts in.

  I turn my head to look at him with raised brows. "I could be." Stiles really wants to prove something here.

"Not dressed like that." I cover my mouth to stop from laughing. Stiles looks down at his clothes. 

"Well, what's..." 

Mr. Stilinski starts to walk toward the jeep. Stiles moves in front of him.

His dad is getting frustrated. "This is the second crime scene that you just happen to show up on, and at this point I've been feed so many lies, I'm not sure I know the kids standing in front of me. Now what the hell is going on?" 

That is the first time Mr. Stilinski really snapped at Stiles that I ever saw and I think he's probably not to happy with me either. Stiles probably feels horrible. It's my turn to lie for him even though I hate lying to Mr. Stilinski. 

"Dad, I..." Stiles starts. 

"The truth Stiles." He snaps. 

"The truth, all right." I look at Stiles I got to do it now or he will be so mad at himself.

I cut Stiles off before he can say anything more. "The truth is we were here with Danny. He is my best friend and his boyfriend broke up with him and I wanted to make him feel better and I didn't want to go to this club by myself so I made Stiles and Scott come to keep me safe. It's my fault they're here." I feel ashamed it's like lying to Allison it bothers me a lot to do it and I feel horrible after.

"Well, that's really good of you guys. You're good friends."

Stiles and I nod and call bye then race back to the jeep. When Mr. Stilinski is out of ear shot Stiles grabs my arm. "Hey, thanks for doing that." 

"Anytime. I got your back." I smile.

I climb in the jeep this time in the front I make Scott move over so I am almost on his lap because I refuse to have Jackson's little thing next to me.

We drive down the road trying to figure out what to do next. "Scott what about your house?" Stiles asks. 

"Not with my mom there." He replies. 

"We need to take him somewhere where we can hold him long enough to figure out what to do with him." Scott points out.

"Or long enough to convince him he is dangerous." I add.

"I still say we just kill him."

"We're not going to kill him." Scott and I say annoyed.

Scott and Stiles look at me in shock, usually I'm a big supporter of doing bad things to Jackson, but I feel like I have to help him since he is in this position partially because Derek gave him the bite. "What? He maybe the biggest asshole ever but he doesn't deserve to die, not like this." I reply.