Forgotten // Book One

✅ Chapter 7 - Tea Party.

*Skipping Night School. Sorry not sorry.*
Episode - Heart Monitor

Lillian and Scott walked out into the parking compound with a few bags of groceries when what sounded like growling and rather heavy footsteps was heard. Lillian rolled her eyes as Scott dropped the bag, which she just barely caught, there is no use in letting it go to waste. She watched Scott run off muttering to himself, she looked next to her and shifted the bags into one hand and held up the milk.

"Thank you." Derek said with a slight smile before he walked off the two listening to all the alarms on all the cars go off before Derek rolled the milk under the cars and jumping on one and pulling Scott up with his claws at his neck. "You're dead." Derek deadpanned. "And you got your sister killed." Derek said with a slight glare.

"I'm bulletproof, I'll live." Lillian shrugged fixing the bags in both her hands.

"What - what the hell was that?" Scott snapped backing away from Derek. 

"Said I was gonna teach you. I didn't say when." Derek snapped picking up the milk and placing it back in the bag earning a slight smile from Lillian. 

"You scared the crap out of me." Scott snapped crossing his arms over his chest.

"You do this, I'll be in the car. Which by the way is a floor up, so enjoy yourself." Lillian said before before turning around and walking off. Lillian placed the bags in the back of the car before getting in the front and pulling out her phone.

Lydia- How are figuring out the feelings?

Lilly-dear- Don't even ask. I'm so confused.

Lydia- Aww, poor baby.

Lilly-dear-  I'm gonna go.

Lydia- Go get yourself some nerd😝😚😂

Lillian's face went bright red as she put her phone away and she rolled her lips inwards when the driver's side opened.

"I don't see why you like Derek." Scott huffed starting the car.

"If you don't like him why did you ask him to help you?" Lillian asked raising an eyebrow as she crossed her arms over her chest.

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"Lilly-bear!" Stiles called and Lillian narrowed her eyes.

"Oh so now you can talk to me. Are you just going to walk off in the middle of the conversation?" Lillian asked sarcastically as she raised her eyebrows.

"No, b... I'm sorry, okay? Scott could have been listening in and I didn't want to bug you because you've been threw so much and this is just a stupid problem between me and Scott." Stiles apologized.

"Yeah, okay." Lillian sighed and Stiles opened his arms silently asking for a hug. Lillian hesitated for a moment before giving a slight nod as she moved closer and placed her head on his chest. Stiles grinned hugging back tightly cupping her head in his hand and Lillian's hands hung by her side.

"You know, typically, this is when you wrap your arms around my waist or chest, whichever you're comfortable with." Stiles whispered and Lillian slowly wrapped her arms around his waist earning a hum from Stiles, "Just like that, Lils."

"You have a surprisingly narrow waist." Lillian deadpanned looking at Stiles causing him to snort, "What's so funny?"

"Nothin', Lilly-bear." Stiles chuckled, "Let's get to class, yeah?" Stiles asked and Lillian shrugged backing up. Stiles frowned when he found that his waist and chest where cold right where Lillian was holding and resting her head. "How's your hand?" Lillian took the band-aid on and showed her hand that was already almost healed into a thin pink scar on her, otherwise, pale skin, "That's good, it's almost healed." Stiles smiled before the two made their way to their class. Stiles sat down in front of Lillian and rolled his eyes as Scott walked in.