Hits and Blood

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I was scrambling around, trying to find cleats that would fit me, and thank God,  I found some in Coach's office. Asher had loaned me her running capris and a sports bra, while Coach gave me an extra jersey. As for equipment, Coach loaned me those too. I left the locker room and jumped onto Liam's back.

"Whoa! Hey Blakey!" he laughs, I giggle and kiss his cheek.

"Are you ready to kick this team's ass?" I smile. Before he can answer, someone yells at him.

"Hey look! Liam's got a play toy!" I look around for the guy who yelled it and walk up to him.

"Who the hell are you?" The guy's like, two feet taller than me, but I'm still gonna beat his ass.

"Brett. Who are you?"

"The chick thats gonna kick your snobby prep school ass." I mutter and punch him in the nose. He staggers back and looks at me shocked. Growling, I jump at him again, and land a hit on his jaw, knocking him to the ground. I start punching his face.

"You little prick!" I scream at him. Then four hands wrap around my arms and haul me off of him. The whole field is quiet.

"We're gonna break her in half Liam!" I tried jumping at him again, but Liam held me back.

"It's not worth it." he whispers before lightly kissing me.

"Hey Blue Eyes!" Brent yells.

"Think fast!"he sends a lacrosse ball to my face. I catch it without flinching. I saw Coach look at Scott before saying.

"Oh she plays."

Now I'm face to face with Brent, about to run the ball.

"Youre going down Hale." he growls and flashes yellow eyes at me. I gasp, but run the ball before he could blink.

"Pass the ball!" Coach yells.

"Hale! Pass it!" Coach yells, but I have an open shot. I take the shot anyways and score.Even though it's just a scrimmage, I can't help but jump up and down in excitement. Liam runs over to me and hugs me.

"Hale! Get over here!" Coach yells. I gulp and jog over to him.

"Yea Coach?"

"Take a seat you're benched for the rest of the game."

"What!? But I had an open shot!"

"The play was for you to pass. Sit now." I grumble a few choice words before taking a seat beside Stiles. Suddenly, Liam throws off his gloves and helmet and jumps for Brent. I rush onto the feild and pull him back.

"Calm down babe." I whisper into his ear and slightly kiss his cheek. We resume play, me still on the damned bench, and Liam and Scott playing with the killer on the team. My knee bounced with nervousness as I bit my nails.

"Hey, they'll be fine." Stiles rubs my shoulder.

"I hope so." I mutter. I look up to see Liam and Brent on the ground. My eyes widen, and I run onto the feild, for the second time.

"Why'd you hit him?" I glare at Liam. He winces.

"I didn't hit him. He hit me." he grunted, showing me his arm. His bone was popped out. I took a deep breath.

"This might hurt." I whisper and push the bone into place. I look over my shoulder and see Garrett frowning.

"Did Garrett hit you? Did Garrett cut you?!"

"No! Why?"

"Then he missed.."

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After the game, Liam and I went over to his house. We were watching Frozen when my phone buzzed.

"Oh! Pause it!" I laughed, seeing Olaf get impaled.

"Ok ok. Who texted you?" I look at my phome and unlock it.

"Um Garrett did?"

"Well what'd he say?" I rolled my eyes at his eagerness.

"You're adorable. Ahh he said that we need to get to the school, like now." Shrugging, I grab my lacrosse hoodie and pull Liam out the front door.

----- 5 miles later -----

"Tell me why you live five miles from school again? Oh God I'm out of shape." I huff. Liam chuckles. I shove him playfully and head for the bus lot. We get there in time to see a blonde girl not much older than I running off of one of the buses, holding her hand. No, holding her wrist, her hand was missing. I gasp, seeing Violet stand in the bus.

"Get in! Hurry she's coming! Get in!" Garrett drove up, throwing the door open for the girl. I smile slightly, he was helping the girl who I had assumed was a werewolf. My smile turns sour as I see Garrett pull out a knife, and stab the girl.

"G-Garrett?" I yelled out, my voice shaking. He looked up to see me, and regret filled his eyes.

"Blake it-it's not what it looks like!" he tries. I shake my head.

"It looks like you just killed her!" I motion to the lifeless body of the young werewolf.

"Then its exactly what it looks like." Violet states, jumping off of the bus. Behind me, I hear Stiles' jeep and Derek's land rover pull up. Scott's scent fills my nose. I choke back a sob.

"I-I trusted you Garrett!  I told you everything! You ruined everything.. You just killed me." tears rush down my cold cheeks as I run away from them and into the forest. I hear Liam, Scott qnd Garrett yell my name, but I keep running. I dont stop until I'm at Look Out Point. Collapsing, I start to sob and shake violently.

"Blake?" a soft voice calls. My gaze travel up to see Scott with a sad look in his eyes.

"Come here." he holds his arms open and I run to him, wrapping my small arms around his chest.

"I know what Derek does to you." he whispered. Another sob escapes my throat as I sob harder.

"Garrett knows everything. He knows about me, what Derek does, what he did. But he just betrayed me." I whimper when I calmed down.

"It's gonna be ok Blakey, don't worry. If he was that good of a friend before all of this, then he'll probably won't  just leave you. Come on, Liam's waiting." he smirked. I growled.

"Shut up." he laughed, and slung his arm over my shoulders. Leading me out of the woods, we faced Derek,  Liam and Stiles. Derek stepped forward.

"Come on, we're going home."  he growls at me. Wide eyed, I take a step back behind Scott.

"Liam and I were watching movies earlier, could I stay with him?" I ask. Derek huffs in annoyance.

"Just be at school tomorrow." he grumbles before climbing into his rover and leaving. I sigh in relief.  Scott gave me a side hug and kissed the top of my head.

"I'll see you tomorrow little Hale." he grinned and pushed me over to Liam. Sighing, I fell into his arms.

"Come on, sleepy head, lets go." he smiles. I groan.

"I'm too tired." he chuckles and picks me up bridal style, kissing my forehead. I fall asleep before we get home.

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