TOGETHER ☾ stiles stilinski

2.5, venomous

season 2, chapter 5 : venomous

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"Come on. Girl fight in the lab? It'll be hot."

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I walk into the classroom and take a seat to them see Isaac sitting in the one beside me. I take a deep breath, avoiding his gaze as I look ahead at the teacher. Scott and Stiles are elsewhere in the classroom so I can't exactly talk to them in order to avoid conversation with the werewolf beside me.

"You're being very quiet, Y/n." Isaac states, smirking.

"What are you doing back?" I ask, ignoring what he just said.

"I need a high school education too." Isaac answers.

"You also don't have to kill people." I reply quietly, not wanting our classmates to hear. "Derek plans on killing the kanima."

"And?" Isaac questions with some sass, a smirk on his lips again.

"Well, you're his betas so obviously he's going to get your hands bloody- I mean, dirty." I reply, knowing the ending got on his nerves slightly as he falls silent. "It doesn't have to be like this."

"I don't have a choice." Isaac blurts out.

♡

I walk into Coach's class with Stiles, Scott, and Lydia. Jackson takes a seat behind us.

"Hey testicle left and right." Jackson calls to the two boys before glancing over to me. "And Y/n."

"What is it?" I ask, intrigued to know why Jackson is talking to us.

"What the hell is a kanima?"  Jackson questions.

The two boys whip their heads up, looking behind them to face Jackson. The blonde boy then explains what happened with Derek and his pack.

"They said something about chemistry and Lydia." Jackson finishes.

"How do we know it's not her?" Scott questions.

"It's not Lydia." I speak up.

Stiles nods. "Y/n's right."

Before anyone can say anything else, we hear the teacher say something so we all turn our attention to face the front again. I see Lydia standing there with a chalk in her hand as a tear runs down her face. The class laughs while Lydia just stares at the words she had written on the board. I take a picture of the words then look down at my phone screen to see the words 'SOMEONE HELP ME'.

"Guys.." I whisper, leaning over and showing them the photo.

♡

We walk into chemistry and the teacher begins to explain what we're doing then proceeds to pair Scott and Erica together. I see Lydia sitting beside Allison and Stiles elsewhere in the classroom. Looking to my right, I immediately come face-to-face with Isaac smirking at me. I begin mixing solutions together when I feel Isaac shift closer.

"So, what's your type?" Isaac asks, smirking once again.

I shift uncomfortably and look around the classroom to see Stiles' eyes on me. He gives me a small smile which reassures me. I take a deep breath and carry on the experiment, ignoring Isaac's efforts to make conversation. Finally, the whole class switches partners and I unfortunately end up being paired with Erica, Lydia with Isaac.

"You know." Erica begins, smirking just like Isaac did. "That kid with the buzzcut is cute."

"He's single so go ahead but I doubt he'd want you." I bluntly reply, knowing that Stiles would never go after her.

"Shame, I thought you were going to argue with me about him." Erica says, tracing the details of her tights with her claws.

"Whatever you're trying to get at isn't working so why don't you got slide your hand up his thigh like you did with Scott's." I fire back.

Erica smirks then leans closer to me. "Would you prefer it if it was your thigh?"

I feel a sharp pain dig into my thigh and I look down to see her claws digging into my skin which makes me bite my lip to fight back yelps of pain.

"Come on." Erica taunts. "Girl fight in the lab? It'll be hot."

I grab her wrist tightly and pull her claws out of my skin, exhaling loudly as the pain is somewhat relieved. The teacher tells us to stop and tells us that we can eat the crystals we have just made. My eyes fall on Lydia, watching her eat the crystal before any one of us can stop her. However, she doesn't show any reaction.

♡

Stiles, Allison, Jackson, Lydia, and I shuffle out of the library. The four of us surround Lydia, keeping her safe from everyone for now. Lydia kept growing suspicious and asking many questions but Stiles quickly answered, lying about some. Finally, we arrive at Scott's house where Stiles begins to lock the doors and shove a chair against the door handle, Lydia raising an eyebrow at him.

"There's been a couple of break-ins and murders.." Stiles lies.

Jackson lets out a loud sigh before turning to his ex girlfriend. "Follow me, I need to talk to you."

Lydia hesitates before disappearing upstairs with him. I sit down on the stairs, zoning out at the thought of anything due to boredom.

"We've got company." Allison informs, peaking through the curtains.

I catch a glimpse of Derek and his pack then sigh as Allison calls Scott, telling him to come to his house right now.

♡

The three of us stay downstairs for what feels like hours, Dereks pack waiting for us on the outside.

"Just shoot one of the three." Stiles tells Allison. "Or preferably Derek."

"You mean two." Allison slowly but confidently corrects.

"No, I mean three." Stiles says.

I hear a noise come from behind me and I turn around to see Isaac. The werewolf runs at me, grabbing me before throwing me onto the ground so that I'm no longer in his way. I groan in pain as Stiles and Allison turn around to look at where the loud crash came from. Scrambling to my feet, I run upstairs where I find Lydia in the hallways with tears running down her face. A hiss comes from within a room nearby to us then the creature appears.

"Run!" I yell to the strawberry blonde.

I grab her hand and pull her into another room, locking the doors and closing the windows do that no one else can get in. Lydia fumbles with her phone before calling the police, telling them where we are and what's happened. After awhile, the faint sound of sirens are heard and I hear Lydia sigh with relief. The two of us make our way outside where we see our friends standing in front of the house, standing to face Dereks pack. A loud thump is heard on the roof so we all spin around to see the kanima hissing before scurrying away.

"It's Jackson." I hear Scott mumble.