I Guess I'm Stuck Now

Chapter Five

"Why are we going into the woods?" I ask as I fall into step behind them.

"I need to find my inhaler, I must've dropped it last night when I um... Y'know." Scott replies.

We walk silently for a few minutes when Stiles says, "And this all started with a bite?"

"Yeah. I can hear things I shouldn't be able to, and I can smell all of these different things and its freaking me out!!"

"Like what can you smell?" Stiles asks.

"The mint mojito gum in your pocket." He says off handedly. He continues with,"What if my body is going into shock or something. Oh god, I'm gonna die aren't I?"

Stiles does, in fact, pull a mint mojito piece of gum out of his pocket. Albeit the fact that it is torn and covered in dirt and lint. "I think I know what's happening to you."

"You do?" We both ask incredulously

"Yeah. But it's actually only bad once a month." I see where he's going with this.

"Yeah, on the night of the full moon." I add on slowly.

We look at each other and start to howl like little wolves. Scott pushes Stiles a bit and shoots me a look. We both laugh at him.

"Just kidding, but if you see me melting silver in shop class, it's because the full moon is Friday." Stiles says.

"Ali, why aren't you freaking out about this?"

"A creature bit me, but I am still alive and all of the wounds I had yesterday are completely gone. There is literally nothing for me to be worried about."

The conversation drops off at that, and Stiles moves back beside me and begins to poke me incessantly. I just sigh and continue walking.

Scott stops abruptly and says, "Guys, I swear this is where it was."

"The killer must've moved the body." Stiles states, as if it were the most casual thing in the world, continuing to poke me.

"Well, I hope thy left my inhaler. Those things are like 80 bucks."

"What are you doing here. This is private property." A mystery voice says. At this, stiles stops poking me.

I turn to face the voice, not caring wether it was the killer or not. I am thoroughly irritated, and I will put up with no more crap. Not even from a possible murderer.

This guy is roughly about four inches taller than me. He is wearing a leather jacket. He has black hair and startlingly green eyes. He's hot. But, regardless, I'm annoyed, so I can't help but snap at him.

"Yeah. We know. We just came specifically to annoy you." I bite out.

He looks surprised for a moment, and amusement flashes across his features. He then looks at the boys beginning to glare again.

"I- uh- sorry, we were just looking for something." Scott stutters.

I see something flash in mystery man's hand. Scott's inhaler. He tosses it to Scott quickly, and the boys practically scramble over each other to get away. I stay behind jut looking at him for another moment.

"Take a picture. It lasts longer." He teases, smiling slightly at me. Pretty sure he's mocking my sarcasm.

I smile sheepishly. "Heh. Sorry about that. Stiles wouldn't stop poking me, and I got really annoyed. If you can't tell, I get sarcastic when annoyed."

"Eh, it's okay. Why didn't you scramble out of here with them though?"

" 'Cause you don't scare me. And did you see their faces? They looked like they were about to pee themselves!! We should also begin to walk in the opposite direction because they will begin to look for me once they get to the edge of the woods." I laugh, and he smirks.

We begin to walk away from the boys, and I silently laugh to myself, because I know they will be freaking out.

"Mission accomplished then. But seriously, why are you here?"

"Because you know what's going on. I can see it in your eyes. So please, enlighten me on what is currently happening, because this shit is not normal."

"Well, you are right about that. You know what you and buzz-cut were teasing Scott about?" Heh. Buzz-cut. That is his new nickname.

"Yeah?"

"That's kind of what's going on."

"So he's a werewolf."

"So are you." He says.

"And because you know all of this I'm assuming you are one, too."

"Yeah." He sighs.

By this point, we have walked upon a huge house. Well, what's left of it.

"You're Derek." I state.

"Wow. What a sharp wit." He teases me.

"What happened?" I ask, concerned for him.

"It was a long time ago. I got involved with an Argent. Specifically, Kate Argent. She's Allison's aunt. I thought I loved her, but she burned my house down, with my family in it." I can see the torment in his eyes, and I pull him in for a hug.

He buries his face in my shoulder a bit, and wraps his arm around me in return. We stay like that for a moment before breaking apart.

"What happened last night? What bit us? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't you."

"It was an alpha. I don't know who it is now. The old one used to be my sister Laura, but the alpha killed her."

I can see his eyes watering at the thought of his sister, and I pull him into another hug. He shakes slightly.

"Hey, it'll be okay. We will catch that murderous asshat and everything will get better. I promise." I talk to him.

He stops shaking and takes a couple steps back. He opens his eyes, and instead of the usual green they are a shining steel blue. He blinks a few times and they're gone.

"Thank you. For understanding."

I smile, "What's not to understand? Can you teach me to control it?"

"Yeah, I probably have to, If we are going to stop the murderous asshat." He smiles a bit at the name I came up for the alpha.

"So when do we start?"

"Is now good? I mean, it's still daylight."

"Sure. Just let me do something real quick."

I take out my phone and dial my dad's number. He picks up on the first ring.

"What do you want, bitch." He spits out at me.

"Stiles wants me to stay the night at his house."

"Fine. Go be a whore like usual." He spits at me again and hangs up. I cringe at his tone of voice. It seems that all he ever does is spit, yell, and scream at me.

I dial another number. He picks before the first ring can even go through.

"Where the hell are you?" He yells worriedly.

"Stiles! I'm fine! Uh... Do you mind if I spend the night?"

"Yeah, that'll be fine. When will you be over? And where are you?"

"I will be at your house by...," I trail off and look at Derek. He holds up ten fingers. "I'll be over by ten. I have some things to take care of. And I wanted to go for a walk to think things over a bit." I finish.

"Alright. Be careful. See you soon."

"Bye Stiles." I hang up.

"What was with your dad?"

"I'd rather not talk about it right at this moment."

"Alright, we'll are we ready to train?"

"Yeah. Lets commence the kicking of asses. Probably mine." Derek laughs at me, shaking his head.

Oh boy.