I Can Be Your Master Book One - A TeenWolf FanFic. (Complete)

It's The Wrong Time.

Chapter Five - It's The Wrong Time.

"Hello?" I answer my phone yawning.

Its 6am. Who and Why is someone ringing me now.

"Moxie, I need a favour"

"I'm asleep Jackass"

"I know, but I need help with Jackson"

"He's nothing to do with me Stiles"

Stiles suddenly fills me in on what happened that night. Groaning I hop out of bed and grab my hairbrush.

"I'll be there in half an hour" I say before hanging up and putting my phone on my bedside table and brushing my hair.

I tie it up into a bun and go into my bathroom and wash my face and teeth. Screw breakfast I guess. I throw on black leggings, my converse and a blue top with "Ta Me Ina Colla" (I'm Sleeping) on it. Love my Irish tops. I quickly put on my dark blue cookie monster hoodie, I grab my phone and start towards my bedroom door. I stop myself before I touch the handle.

Carol will hear me run down the stairs and me closing the door. How will I get out of the house without her hearing me?

I turn around and search my room and see the sun rising. The window! Smirking I open the window and hope out. I land softly on the lawn. Sighing a breath of relief I quickly run down the road and towards the forest. I'm going to get into so much trouble.

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Stiles opens the door to the van and gets into the back. I follow him in and nearly laugh at him.

"Well Jackson Whitmore as I live and breathe" I say smirking as I sit down beside Stiles infront of him.

He grunts angrily and keeps his gaze to Stiles.

"Kay I brought you some food-"

"Let me out now!" Jackson growls.

Stiles jumps back with fear and I kick Jackson back.

"I'm not sorry"

"You know I put those pants on you alright buddie, one leg at a time, being up close and personal with your junk wasn't the highlight of my day. So don't think this is fun for me either, you know where doing you a favour"

"This is doing me a favour"

"Yes, your killing people, to death, yeah, and until we can figure out how to stop you, your going to stay in here, I'm sorry"

Stiles reaches into his bag and takes out two sandwiches.

"Okay so I got Ham and Cheese or the Turkey club"

"You really think my parents won't be looking for me?"

"Wouldn't they be glad to get rid of you?"

Jackson glares at me and I glare back.

"Shut up"

I flip him off.

"What are you doing here anyway Moxie?"

"To protect Stiles"

"Yeah he's going to need it"

"Not unless they don't think anythings wrong"

Stiles throws the sandwich at Jackson and pulls out Jackson's phone.

Jackson reads it.

"Yeah" Stiles says.

"Ooh can I have that?" I ask.

"Jackson's phone?" Stiles asks confused.

"Yeah"