The Start of It All [1]

Game Night

So Stiles had ended up calling his dad about what we found at Derek's place, and they ended up arresting him and taking the other half of the body for a further examination.

That's all I really know because I left to go back home since I didn't want my parents sending out a search party for me. Plus, I didn't want my parents to grill me about what we had found because they might think that it'll lead us to the alpha.

I honestly just want to have a normal life without the killing and the maiming of werewolves and other supernatural creatures. I just wish that I could be true to myself and stop hiding behind the facade I put on every day. Just for a moment I wish that I could fully embrace what I was born as and not have to hide it, so I won't be killed or experimented on. Wishing I could be... me.

"Hey, Casey, you busy?" I turned to see Allison standing in my doorway.

"Oh, I'm just putting up the pictures I have on my wall, and I'm almost done with unpacking. Why?" I asked her.

"I kind of wanted to know if you would help me, oh, I don't know, unpack my room?" She asked me, and I chuckled.

"Of course, I'll help you unpack your room. But first, can you just help me put these last few photos up please?" I asked her. She smiled at me and took a few of the photos, helping me put the rest up.

"And we're done!" I said, getting down from the chair I was standing on and putting off to the side in my room. "Now, let's get started on your room." We went into her room and began to unpack some of her boxes.

"This picture is so cute!" I commented, seeing the picture in Allison's hand.

"You only think it's cute because you're in it." She said, looking at me.

"Oh, yeah. I was wondering who that cutie was. You're cute too, sis. Otherwise, Scott wouldn't be interested in you." I joked, and she threw a pillow at me.

"Casey!"

"I'm joking! I was only joking!" I defended myself, giggling. "Love you, Allicat!"

"Love you too, flower." She said when she saw me grin at her.

Suddenly, we heard this loud thump coming from outside. We both look at each other in confusion before running out of her room, down the stairs, and outside just to see our dad standing over a winded Scott who was currently on the ground.

"Dad?" I said.

"Dad! What the hell are you doing?" Allison asked him when we got out there, running towards her boyfriend.

"He-He came out of nowhere, Allison, Casey." He told us, still in shock about what just happened.

"Are you trying to make Scott roadkill?" I said sarcastically, crouching besides Allison who was trying to make sure her boyfriend was okay.

"No, no, of course not." Dad told us.

If only he knew, I thought.

"He just-He just ran out into the driveway."

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I'm sorry." Scott apologized for literally nothing.

"Why are you apologizing? My dad almost made you roadkill!" I looked at him like he was insane, using hand movements for emphasis.

"You okay?" Allison asked him, concerned.

"Yeah. Y-Yeah, I'm fine. I swear." He then looked at my dad. "Sorry I hit your car. I was just coming to say hi." My sister let out a small chuckle.

"You sure you're okay?" My dad asked him once he saw what was going between the two.

"Yeah. Yeah, completely." He grunted. "Uhh, I should go, I've got a... lacrosse game to get to. You're still coming right?"