You woke up, took a shower, brushed your teeth, and you got dressed:
You grabbed your phone, and walked downstairs. As you were walking into the kitchen, you heard a glass break. The door opened, and you ran into a hiding spot.
You mom:
What are you doing here? You're not supposed so be here?
Mr. Harris:
I need to speak to you.
Your mom:
About?
Mr. Harris:
I want to marry you. I don't care what she says or does. I can't live without you.
You sighed a little. "Not again,"You whispered quietly. Your phone went off. It was Stiles and Scott.
The Pack:
Stiles: Hey, where are you?
Scott: Yeah, school's about to start.You didn't answer. Harris left, and your mom walked over to the closet, and opened it. "Y/n Tyler,"Your mom said. You smiled and waved. "Hi mom,"You said.
You walked out of the closet, and sat down at the table. "Look-,"You said, but your mom interrupted you. "Why are you not at school?" Your mom asked. "I woke up late,"You said.
"Y/n, you did not wake up late,"Your mom said. You sighed. "Okay, I was spying,"You said. "Why?" Your mom asked.
"...I don't want that to happen,"You said, "It'll be weird, and I don't want you to marry someone when you're not ready." "But what if I am ready?" Your mom asked.
You stood up. "I'm not letting you marry him,"You said. "He's a good person,"Your mom said. "He's just not good enough,"You said. "Y/n-,"Your mom said, but you interrupted her.
"I gotta go,"You said while grabbing your backpack, "I'm going to be late for school." You left, and went to school.
Scott walked over to you. "Where the hell were you?" Scott asked, "You missed three classes." You didn't answer. You were about to walk away, but Scott grabbed your arm, and turned you back around.
You're eyes turned yellow, and you growled at Scott. "Let me go,"You siad angrily, "Before I do something I regret." Scott pulled you outside. "Where were you?" Scott asked.
You didn't answer. "Y/n!" Scott yelled. "Scott, it's none of your business!" You yelled. Scott smiled. "You're not my brother,"You said angrily, "And you sure as hell aren't my boyfriend, so please, do us both a favor, and walk away."
Scott walked away, and you saw Stiles talking to Lydia. You decided to listen to their conversation.
Stiles:
Do you really need help with your homework?
Lydia:
*starts touching Stiles arm* Please. I would love your help with my chemistry.
Stiles:
*backs up a little* I don't think y/n would like that, like at all.
Lydia:
I don't think she would mind.
Stiles:
No, she would mind. She would definitely would mind. *steps away from Lydia*
Lydia:
*walks closer to Stiles, and kisses him* She won't mind at all.
Stiles:
Oh shit. I'm in trouble.
You gasped a little. Lydia walked away from Stiles, and smiled.
Lydia:
I'll see you tonight.
Stiles saw you in the distance, and his smile faded away. You glared at him. Stiles walked over to you, so did Scott. "Dude?" Scott asked, "Lydia?"
Stiles looked at you. You got in the car. "You're gonna have to make it up to her,"Scott said. "I will,"Stiles said. Scott and Stiles got in the car. Stiles drove Scott home.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow,"Scott said. "See you later,"Stiles said. Scott walked into his house, and Stiles started driving.
"Y/n, I didn't know that would happen,"Stiles said, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." You didn't say anything. Stiles grabbed your hand, and felt pain.
Stiles looked at you. "You never told me why you were in pain,"Stiles said. You looked at Stiles. "You never told me that we let other people kiss you while you have a girlfriend,"You said.
"Tell me why you're in pain,"Stiles said.
"My mom is going to marry a teacher,"You said, "My dad is long gone, I'm in pain because my life isn't going to great Stiles. I'm in pain, because you let another girl kiss you. I'm in pain, because I was shot with Wolfbane."
Stiles put his hand over your mouth. "You were shot with what?" Stiles asked. "Wolfsbane,"You muffled. Stiles removed his hand. "Wolfsbane,"You said softly.
YOU ARE READING
The Hunt
FanfictionYou, Stiles, and Scott are best friend. You're all werewolves. The Arsons think you're a threat. When they find out who you are, and what you can become, will you be able to come to a truce, or will it be too late?