Covet // J.W [teen wolf]

02// Swallowed The Fear

Zoe stared at the dark haired boy, her mouth hanging open.

"He caught Jackson's shot," she stated, mostly to herself, as everyone cheered. A nobody that played for the first time caught Jackson Whittemore's shot.

Jackson turned to glance at the two sisters, Lydia busy cheering for the nobody along with most of the crowd. Zoe and Jackson exchanged a look, and Jackson shrugged. Something odd was happening, they both knew it.

Coach Finstock dismissed them all after a while, and as Jackson met up with Zoe (Lydia and Allison got caught up in a chat, and had to check something) he looked out-raged.

"He caught my shot," Jackson stated.

"Yeah," Zoe agreed. Jackson was pacing at the hall, looking insane.

"How?" he wondered, coming to halt. His eyes set on the nobody and his best friend. "I'm gonna kill him," he exclaimed, starting to walk towards him.

"Jackson!" Zoe said, grabbing his hand. "What the hell are you doing?"

"He's probably on Steroids or something," Jackson muttered, "I gotta--" he turned back to the direction McCall was walking to. "Shit, he's gone. Damn it, Zoe!" Jackson hit the locker nearest to him, which Zoe recognized as hers.

She pursed her lips together, "I gotta go," she said simply, and with not even one more word she walked away, ignoring the fact Jackson called her to wait up.

♣♣

"Where's Zoe?" Jackson asked, as Lydia reached him.

"What?" Lydia asked, kissing him. 

"Where's Zoe?" he repeated, "blonde, short, your twin sister?" Lydia stared at him for a moment.

"I do not know; am I my sister's keeper?"

Jackson rolled his eyes at her words, "did you not see her at home?"

"No." Lydia stated, making Jackson look at her in confusion. "When I got home yesterday she left a note that she won't be sleeping at home for few days."

"Well, where is she then?" Lydia shrugged.

"How should I know? She's not answering my texts." Jackson opened his mouth to speak, "or anyone's for that matter. Even Danny's."

"Are you sure she's okay?" Jackson hesitated for a moment. "I mean, it's not like her."

Lydia flicked a perfectly plucked eyebrow up, "shall I remind you of November, last year?" Jackson rolled his blue eyes at his girlfriend.

"It was one guy, and she learned her lesson."

 "Doubt it," was all Lydia said as she walked off. Jackson sighed, fishing out his phone and trying his luck.

Zoe's phone rung, but both her and the dark blonde man ignored it. He rubbed her back, "sorry about that," she apologized. "I am not too good with drinking."

"It's okay," Chace laughed, "I wasn't either." They laughed slightly, before Zoe groaned and threw up again. He kept her hair out of the puke's way, and Zoe felt terrible for making him do that.

"Why don't you go eat or something?" she offered, "I'll just go once I'm done throwing up."

"It's okay, take your time," Chace smirked, "I am kind of enjoying the view," he added, making Zoe roll her eyes. She was wearing just a bra and underwear.  Chace touched her ribs, "sorry about that though."

"Okay," she replied simply, and Chace stood up, coming back a few seconds later with Aspirin and a cup of soda. "Thanks," she smiled. 

"I got you drunk, so it's only fair I help you," he shrugged.

"Now I remember why I left with you." Zoe stated, laughing a bit. She swallowed the pill and drank soda.

"And I thought it was because of my looks," he said, pretending to be hurt. 

"Well, they did play a main part at this," Zoe admitted.

"So it wasn't my amazing character?" Zoe rolled her eyes jokingly. "I can go on like that for hours," he whispered. Zoe raised her eyebrows suggestively. "I didn't mean it like that," Chace rolled his eyes, "but this one too."

"I know," Zoe recalled. "Would you be a sweetie and get me my clothes?"

"Why don't you stay for a while?" Chace offered. "You missed most of your school- day already."

"That's my chance to avoid a walk of shame," Zoe explained.

"Alright," Chace sighed, he took her phone, "you have shitloads of messages and calls," he informed her. "This whole thing was really nice," he admitted, "so if you ever feel like doing it again- I'm giving you my number."

"Thanks Chace," she smiled at the man. He got up, throwing her jeans and shirt at her. Zoe laughed, catching it. He kept an eye on her as she got dressed, and Zoe knew it fully well. She left the bathroom, and he handed Zoe her combat boots, and offered a hand as she hopped around trying to put them on.

"Was a pleasure fucking you," Chace said simply as he opened the door and kissed Zoe's cheek.

"Bye Chace," she replied with an eye-roll.

♦♦

"Where were you?" Lydia asked loudly, making Jackson raise his eyes. He looked up, and quickly walked upstairs. Zoe was there, applying make-up, her hair damp.

"Out," she replied simply.

"Where?" Lydia inquired.

"Just hung out--"

"With who?" 

"Just a guy, Lydia, b--" Lydia cut Zoe short.

"Did you not learn your lesson?" Lydia asked, "Stop doing stupid stuff with weird people you don't know--"

"Chace is not like that son of a bitch!" Zoe snapped. "He was probably nicer than you and your fucking boyfriend," she grumbled lowly.

"Oh, don't tell me that you're in love." Lydia huffed. 

"Stop acting like my damn mother," Zoe snapped again, "I can fuck whoever I want, stay out of my life." Lydia stayed silent for a moment as Zoe brushed her hair.

"Why do you always act  like being my twin is the worst thing ever?" Lydia questioned.

"Because it is!" 

Jackson let his presence known, and entered the room, while Lydia just stared at Zoe, shell- shocked. Zoe glanced at Jackson, her stomach clenching with anger and regret.

With not another word, Zoe left the room, Lydia still kind of shocked. Jackson quickly followed, grabbing her arm and stopping her. "Zoe! What the hell is going on?" 

"Get your head out of your ass-" cute ass- "and think, for once in your life." And then she walked off, slamming the door shut.

She had no idea where she was going, but she just couldn't stand seeing her sister and Jackson any more. So she did what she knew best; ran off.