The Lacrosse Player (Liam Dunbar)

Not quite yet

There is a little bit of a time skip in this episode. It's still within the Teen Wolf Season but there was way too much that Sara couldn't be involved in because she is with the Calaveras. Enjoy :)-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Calaveras did not joke around at all. A couple of days after I was 'recruited' they threw me into training. For the past two week's before and after school for two hours I was put through training. I wasn't just learning archery, I was learning hand to hand combat, how to shoot a cross bow, how to shoot a gun, how to use a whip, how to use a knife, how to throw Chinese star's, and many other thing's. It was never ending fun!

Note the sarcasm.

Late one Saturday night I found myself running home from a night of training with The Calaveras. As I got home I sensed something was off, noticing how quiet it was. But, I chocked the feeling up to no one being home and proceeded to go to my room. Turning on the light of my room, I stopped short of walking in because of the frightening sight by my idiot brother sitting on my bed.

I glared at him "You scared me Stiles, get out of my room."

"I want to talk about whats been going on with you. You wont talk to anyone and even Mason is worried about you. Dad think's it's a phase but I know better, what's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing." I said bluntly taking off my sweater.

"Then where have you been going before and after school?" He asked.

"Here and there." I said with a smile.

"Stop avoiding the question." He scoffed standing up.

I continued taking off my shoes and removed my shirt, my purple tank top coming into view.

"Sara. I know you've been with the Calavera's."

And that was enough to make me stop avoiding the truth.

"You've been spying on me!" I yelled angrily.

"Technically, Scott has. You've been distant, and I had to know what was going on." He said

"Ever think that the reason I'm distant is because of this. You're always spying on me, and not telling me things. How can I trust you! You didn't even tell me that Peter is Malia's father!" I shouted at him

"You even forgot to mention that Argent is my dad."

Stiles' eyes widened as he became the one to avoid the truth and ran out of my room. I sat there confused as to why he had left so suddenly. A few seconds later the front door slammed leaving me by myself.

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The next morning I found myself walking towards my locker at school. Last night Stiles didn't come back and I figured he was staying with Scott. Even this morning when he picked me up for school he avoided my gaze and kept his mouth shut.

As I arrived at my locker I noticed Liam standing next to it with his arms folded to his chest.

"Liam, why are you at my locker?" I questioned

"I'm here to apologize." He said "I'm sorry for what I did with Thea. She kissed me and for some reason I didn't pull back. I also shouldn't have been a jerk to you after running away from you when you kissed me on the cheek." He said, smiling at me probably expecting me to forgive him.

I quickly buried my head in my locker trying not to laugh. I took my head out and gave him a smile, before it quickly turned to a frown.

"Dunbar, one meaningless apology isn't going to fix anything. If you want me to forgive you you're gonna have to wait until I'm ready." I said closing my locker door and walking away.

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I walked out of school feeling like a fool that day. Liam apologized every single time he saw me in the hallway, and during class. It got to me after a while so I lied and told him that I forgave him. I was still annoyed but I figured as long as he stopped saying sorry, I'd get the time to actually let myself forgive him.

I knew we weren't together and he didn't promise me a relationship but I still found myself upset and rightly so.

I walked to my house and got changed into my workout clothes, ready for training with the Calaveras. But, my dad stopped me from actually walking out the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Out." I responded. These past few days with dad had been rocky, and the only reason for it was me. I knew I was being unfair to him but I also knew that he had lied to me when he told me he didn't know who my parents were. I couldn't just act like it didn't happen.

"Stiles told me that you've been with the Calvamus doing some kind of training? I don't know any other way to stop you from going there so, you're grounded until further notice" He said and then pointed to the staircase, gesturing for me to go back upstairs.

I stomped up the stairs and slammed the door to the room. I groaned and plopped onto my bed. But, like a light bulb had turned on in my head, I got an idea. I stood up and stuffed pillow's under my covers, so it would seem like I was still in bed. Opening my window, I began to climb out of it as quietly as I could. As I got onto the roof I heard my bedroom door open. I stiffened and stayed as still as I could.

"Sara? I know you're going through something right now and you think doing the things you are is going to fix it, but you're lying to yourself. You're going to get hurt if you keep hanging out with the creampuffs.....whatever. I love you and I just want you to be safe." He said, and then paused for a second. That's when I heard him suck in his breath.

He must have tried to run his hand on my head as a caring gesture because all of a sudden I heard-

"What the?" He yelled, most likely noticing that I was indeed not in my room. Not knowing what else to do to avoid being caught, I jumped off the roof. I felt the air rush through my hair and hit my face as I hit the ground. I let out a small laugh as I realized that I landed on all force and then toon off sprinting down the street.

"Sara!" My dad yelled after me.

When I get home I'm going to be killed, but in the mean time, I needed to focus on my training. I couldn't think about what my dad had said to me because deep down, I knew he was right.

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