Banshee ✔ Teen Wolf

Chapter XII: Lunatic

Lily's POV.

Two days. Two days​ had past since that night at school. Allison didn't talk to Scott. Lydia wanted the three of us to go out tonight but I refused. I was with my brother and Stiles walking around and I sure don't know where Stiles was taking us.

"Where are we going?" Scott asked.

"You'll see" Stiles replied.

"Cause we really shouldn't be out here. My mom is in a constant state of freak out from what happened at the school" I said.

"Well, your mom isn't the sheriff, okay? There's no comparison, trust me".

I rolled my eyes and kept walking.

"Can you at least just tell me what we're doing out here?" Scott asked.

"Yes. When your best friend gets dumped-".

"I didn't get dumped. We're taking a break" Scott said interrupting Stiles.

"All right, well, when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break, you get your best friend drunk".

"So what am I doing out here with you two morons? I cancelled plans just to be here, I thought we were going on another adventure" I said sarcastically.

"You're here to look out for us." Stiles said.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me" I said.
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After two hours Stiles was lying on the floor totally wasted.

"You know Lily, you were my crush" Stiles said.

I felt my legs wet and glared at Scott. He spit out his beer on me.

"Yeah, yeah, you were my first kiss, bad one actually-".

"Stop talking" I said.

"-can we try it again?" He asked with a goofy smile.

"No, last time you ended biting my lip, so.." I said pushing him away.

"Okay, I thought we were here​ because of me" Scott said interrupting us.

"Dude, you know, she's just one - one girl. You know, there are so many - there are so many other girls in the sea" Stiles said.

"Fish in the sea".

"Fish? Why you talking about fish? I'm talking about girls. I love girls. I love 'em. I love especially ones with strawberry blond hair, green eyes, 5'3" Stiles said dreamily.

"Like Lydia?" I asked.

"Yeah, exactly. Hey, how did you know I was talking about - about - What was I talking about?".

I looked at my brother and saw him staring off into space.

"Hey, you're not happy. Take a drink" I said as I grabbed a beer and hand it to him.

"I don't want any more".

"You're not drunk?" I asked.

"I'm not anything."

"Hey, maybe it's like - maybe it's like not needing your inhaler anymore, you know. Maybe you can't get drunk as a wolf. Am I drunk?" Stiles piped in.

"You're wasted" My brother and I replied at the same time.

"Yeah! Come on, dude, I know it feels bad. I know it hurts. I know. Well, I don't know. But I know this. I know that as much as being broken up hurts, being alone is way worse" Stiles slurred.

"That didn't make any sense. I need a drink" I said as I got up for the bottle but someone bet me to it.

"Well, look at the three little bitches getting their drink on" The guy said. His friend grabbed me and I just stared at Scott, telling him silently to not wolf out.