Attraction | Theo Raeken

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After I have left the clinic and got into my car, the smug look on my face vanishes only in a matter of seconds. I am proud that I've stood up against Theo, but that it has even come so far makes me sad. Just when I thought only once something would go right in my messed up life, reality gives me a slap across the face, hard. But actually, it doesn't really surprise me. I guess, I'm used to it. As harsh as it sounds, it's the truth.

Nonetheless, the drive home is silent since I don't even bother to turn on the radio. Whether I want to think about it or not, my mind drifts automatically to the scenario I witnessed.

So Theo is working with the Dread Doctors, that's for sure. But why? What interest could he have in some teenagers?

Should I tell Scott and Stiles about it? I mean, I know it's the right thing to do but deep inside of me I think I still have hope that all is just a big misunderstanding.

If it weren't for my hands located on the steering wheel, I'm pretty sure I would rip my hair out in frustration right now.

After another 10 minutes of driving, I finally reach my apartment. I'm really in need of a bubble bath, it helps me reduce stress which I have more than enough at the moment. I don't even want to imagine how my skin would look like if I wasn't a werewolf and therefore immune to pimples. That's one of the perks.

Entering my home, I slip out of my shoes and let my jacket slide to the floor. Tidiness isn't really high on my priorities. But in my defense, I didn't even find the time yet to unpack all of my moving boxes, so I guess some clothes here and there won't be too much of a problem.

I go straight up to the bathroom and run a bath, using loads of body wash.
I strip off my clothes and get into the water, already enjoying the warm sensation on my skin. I can't even remember when I last took a bath. I always rush under the shower for 10 minutes at a max and that's it. At least since I live in Beacon Hills again.

After an hour, I step out of the bath tub and feel more refreshed than I had for a long time. Just as I want to comb my hair in front of the mirror, I hear my phone ring in the distance. I jog into the living room and grab my phone from its former place on the dresser. On the display is a missed call from Scott after he has texted me up to 7 messages.

Suddenly my phone vibrates in my hands and Scott's name pops up on the screen again.

"'Sup?" I say into the phone after accepting the call.

"Where are you?"

"At home, why?"

"Are you free? We could really use a hand." Scott answers with a desperate tone in his voice.

"What for?" I ask warily, plunging myself on the couch.

"We came up with an idea. We want to catch one of the Dread Doctors."

"Sounds great, and I would really really love to help, I really do ... but unfortunately ..." I ramble, thinking of an excuse to stay at home and watch Netflix rather than dive myself in another nutty and dangerous situation. "... I'm expecting a call, and an important one at that." I state, while rummaging through several movie proposals.

"But it's 9 o'clock, Alessia."

"It's a call from ... England. Time difference, you know?"

"Couldn't you just call back? We-... I really need you. The plan involves Hayden as the bait. Liam doesn't know about it, so he's already out. Besides, we only have Malia as supernatural support and I'm afraid that isn't enough."

The way he has said it, I can already imagine his brown puppy eyes pleadingly staring at me.

"Fine." I say through gritted teeth. "Location?"