Home (Sciles AU)

Chapter 35

Stiles POV

Suddenly, I hear footsteps racing down the stairs, feet landing on the basement floor loudly with a thump, almost like they jumped down the last few stairs. "Hey! Get the fuck away from my boyfriend, you abusive creepy asshole!" I hear Scott scream angrily as he runs forward and throws James off of me and onto the floor, where he pins him down. I breathe a shaky sigh of relief, still backed up into a corner, trying to calm down. My body is still trembling though and I can't stop crying. I never would have thought that I would be so relieved and happy to see Scott in all my life. I thought I had already reached the greatest amount of happiness and relief, but this situation proved me wrong. I'm so thankful that Scott is here.

"So, you're the man that has been hurting my boyfriend, manipulating and threatening him over the years?" Scott asks, his voice still laced with seething anger as he continues to hold James down on the ground.

"And you must be the pathetic guy Stiles went running to after he left me, right? Wow. Talk about a terrible rebound." James laughs. I clench my fists in anger, not liking the way James is talking to Scott.

"Hmm, you're calling me pathetic? That's hilarious. Take a look at yourself, dumbass. If you really love someone, you don't hit or threaten them. You don't treat them like shit. You don't come running after them and threaten them to come back to you, like some crazy person." Scott says through gritted teeth. I see his grip on James' collar tightening. I gasp in horror as James knees Scott in the stomach, probably around the same mark where Scott got shot all those months ago. Scott groans in pain, loosening his grip on James, giving the monster of a man an opportunity to escape. Of course, James takes it, wriggling out of Scott's grip and kicks him again, sending Scott to the floor. Scott continues to clutch his stomach in pain.

"You should've just stayed out of my business, Scott. Besides, Stiles doesn't love you anymore, remember? He broke up with you. Stiles wants to be with me." James taunts Scott dangerously.

"You disgusting liar. Who would ever want to be with your abusive ass? Who could ever love you? I know what you made Stiles do, I know that you threatened Claudia's life so Stiles would make that phone call. Honestly, I didn't think you would be able to stoop any lower, but you did. Good on you for surprising me." Scott basically growls as he stands up and swiftly punches James right in the face, sending the man stumbling backwards, holding onto his probably broken nose, judging from that cracking noise. I can also see blood leaking through his hands and down his face, also reconfirming the whole broken nose thing.

"You can't just steal my family away from me!" James hisses, and he starts to walk over to the table where left his gun.

"No!" I scream out in horror, not wanting Scott to get shot again and actually die this time. I would never forgive myself.

"Shut up, you stupid idiot!" James stops and glares at me angrily, making me wince a little.

"Don't tell him to shut up or call him stupid or an idiot!" Scott yells back at James, tugging him backwards by the collar of his shirt, James falling to the ground with a loud bang. Scott pins James down again and punches James continuously, letting out all of his anger. "You are not going to hurt him or Claudia again! They are not your family!" Scott hisses at him between his punches. Eventually, it seems that James is knocked unconscious. Satisfied, Scott stands up and wipes his bloody knuckles against his jeans. He then rushes over to me, a worried and concerned expression on his face. "Baby, are you okay?" Scott asks me in a gentle, worried voice as he helps me to my feet. I am still a bit shaky from shock and fear, and there are still tears falling down my face, but I nod quickly anyway. Scott pulls me in for a warm, comforting and reassuring hug. "You're safe now, I promise. It's okay, Stiles, I've got you, I'll protect you." Scott whispers to me in a kind voice, as I start to cry and sob loudly again, very shaken up by everything that has happened ever since James came by my house earlier today.