Goofballs

chapter three

i woke up in my bed, with stiles asleep in a chair that sat in the corner of my room, and scott asleep sitting next to me on my bed. he was facing me, so i assumed that he was watching me. i closed my eyes again, not realizing that two of my new guy friends were asleep in my room. i soon came to my senses and shot up. my side ached as i sat up so quickly, and i groaned. scott's eyes flashed open and he quickly came to my aid.

"are you okay?" scott asked with worry in his eyes.

"what happened to me? i thought what happened last night was just a dream, why does my side hurt so bad?" i felt so confused.

scott looked me in the eyes and gently laid me back down. he lifted up my shirt and showed me the bandage.

"wait, is anyone home? are we alone? what time is it? where are my parents? what about my brother, james? does he know what happened to me?" i began to panic.

"shhh, it's okay (y/n), you'll be fine. no one is home, i called you off of school. your parents are at work and your siblings are at school. i told your parents that you slipped and fell yesterday after detention so you could stay home." he pulled off the bandage that covered my wound from last night. i groaned from the slight pain, and stiles' eyes shot open.

"is she okay? what happened?" he asked scott, not realizing that i was awake. "oh, hey (y/n), how are you feeling?"

i furrowed my eyebrows and grunted. "i'm fine, i think. scott what is this? why are you showing me my wound?" i looked at the spot where the wound should have been, but there was nothing. i began breathing heavily as my eyes widened.

"why is there nothing there? scott? what happened?" i asked with terror in my voice.

"(y/n), you're okay, i'll explain what happened to you as soon as you calm down." scott held his hand to my forehead and i closed my eyes. i blocked out scott and stiles' voices as i focused on my breathing.

"okay, i'm okay now. what happened?" i asked scott as stiles looked at the bloody bandage.

"this is going to sound extremely odd. you just have to promise me that you will not freak out. promise me, that you won't tell anyone about this until i tell you that it is safe. even then, you will only be able to tell those that i allow you to tell." scott sounded really serious. i nodded to him, telling him that i promised.

"okay. you were bitten last night. by a werewolf. on the next few full moons, you should stay with me, until i can teach you how to control the shift. i am also, a werewolf. and i know another few werewolves. you were not bitten by me, nor were you bitten by my friend, derek. you were bitten by the alpha, but as long as you stay with me and derek, we can win against the alpha. the alpha is the enemy, and you, derek, and i are like the super heroes of this story."

"am i evil?" i asked scott.

"no, you are not evil. as long as you stay with me and derek, you won't be evil."

"are you going to teach me how to control my new abilities?" i asked, worried i may hurt someone.

"not only will i teach you, but so will derek. being a werewolf gives you great responsibilities. you will be able to hear things that humans won't be able to hear, and you will be able to see things that humans won't be able to see. you will gain the ability to heal, and take someone's pain away. you can also move faster than any other human being, and being a werewolf gives you inhumane reflexes. do you understand?" scott explains everything, and adds that if i have any questions that i would text him.

"i'm taking you to derek's place. he's going to teach you how to control your shift."

stiles helps me up from my bed, and helps me walk to my closet. i pick out a pair of black leggings and a grey and navy blue sweatshirt. stiles walks me to my bathroom where i change my clothes. i open the door and stumble, almost falling, but stiles catches me.