What the Hell

Chapter 2

It's quiet as we eat and I watch him out of the corner of my eye. After we finish dinner we head back to the motel and I go to the bathroom to change. Once I step out of the bathroom I notice him laying on his bed scrolling through his phone, already changed into his night clothes. He smiles at me as I step into the room so I return the smile before walking to his bed, "Do you mind if I sleep with you again?"

He nods before getting situated and holding the blanket up for me to crawl underneath. Crawling in I take a second to turn off the lights before turning to him, "Think we can return to Beacon Hills tomorrow?"

I could feel him shrug underneath the blanket, "I hope so. I'm ready to be back home and get back to school. Plus you said you would come to Lacrosse practice Monday."

Scooting closer to him I snuggle into his chest, "I guess I did say that. You may be hot in your jersey all covered in sweat."

I felt his chuckle reverberate in his chest before his lips connected with my forehead. Without knowing it I reacted and pulled back leaning up and connecting our lips, enjoying the sensations I get when his lips move against mine. Scooting closer to him I feel the length of his body against mine. His fingers dig into my sides as he pulls me closer to him.

Pulling back I rest my forehead against his, "Stiles."

He exhales and I feel his breath fan my face as he asks, "Yes?"

Groaning I push the blanket off of me and push him on his back before straddling him causing his eyes to go wide. Leaning forward I connect our lips again feeling his hands go back to my hips pulling me down closer to him, the friction between us getting to be too much.

Later that night I'm laying in bed feeling exhausted, Stiles is asleep beside me. Crawling out of bed I head to the door and step outside just needing some fresh air. Once outside I inhale the crisp night air, thinking about the craziness that has transpired in my life since waking up on that road. Finding out the werewolves are real, that I am a hunter, not just a hunter but a whole family of hunters, maybe falling in love, and rediscovering myself.

I heard a door open and turn to see Sheriff Stillinski step out of his room. He smiles when he sees me and steps up beside me, "How are you holding up?"

Glancing back out at the night sky I sighed before explaining, "I want to go back to Beacon Hills and get on with my life. I want to discover myself again. I want to help my friends."

He nods before I feel his hand on my shoulder, "The way Stiles looks at you and the way you look at him, it's obvious that you two are in love. I'll try to get them to allow us to leave tomorrow."

I smile at him not sure how to respond and so I just nod before I watch him head downstairs and to the vending machine before I head back inside. Heading to the bed I crawl back in with him and he instantly reaches out and pulls me back into him before mumbling, "Mine."

The next morning we're work by someone knocking on the door. Stiles shoots up and out of bed before going to the door and opening it. In steps Sheriff Stillinksi fully dressed before looking between us, "I spoke to the police here and they stated that you can return to Beacon Hills. They want to keep in contact with our agency and so we are to monitor the case progress."

I nod before I notice someone else standing in the doorway behind him, "Sheriff who is that?"

Glancing behind him I scoot closer to the edge of the bed before the man from behind him steps toward me holding out his hand, "Hi Ms. Eigner. My name is Eric Hunt and I was your families lawyer. I need to discuss some information with you and would like to do it sooner rather than later."