Chapter 6: Heart Monitor
I still don’t know how this season 1 is going to end but I’m getting excited for the next chapter. Because it’s my favorite episode from season 1.
Also the master list for this series is so messed up, I don’t know how to fix it, but I will get done
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You sighed in frustration as you dropped your pencil, along with your head, onto Stiles’ bed. You were laying on your stomach with your history textbook and notebook out, Stiles sat next to you with his own school supplies in front of him.
“That’s it, I can’t do it. Might as well accept a fail on my make-up test tomorrow.” You sighed heavily again, straining your neck to look up at Stiles.
Stiles closed his textbook slightly, “Y/n, you got this. You know the material you just have test anxiety.”
Rotating from your stomach to your back to look at Stiles, you thought to yourself that maybe he was right. Instead of looking at Stiles, the ceiling was calling for your attention.
You huffed, Maybe I should tell him…
“Tell who what?” Stiles asked, his focus being solely on you.
“What?” You whipped your head to Stiles, had you said that out loud?
Stiles looked at you with furrowed brows, confusion taking over his face. “Y/n, are you okay?”
“Oh yeah, I’m good. Just nervous I’ll fail, even with your help.”
Stiles lifts his hand to reach for yours but hesitates, hoping you didn’t notice. Instead he picked up his textbook and notebook.
“How about we call it a night? We can review before school tomorrow.” He suggests as he gets up off the bed and goes to his desk, leaning onto the table.
“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” You said in a low voice as you stood to gather your things and stuff them into your bag.
“Do me a favor?” Suddenly Stiles says, almost shocking you.
You nod, “Sure.”
“Talk to me, what's going on?” His voice is clear and sincere.
You chuckle lightly, “Stiliniski, I’m fine. I just got a lot on my mind, okay?”
Stiles opens his mouth to speak but is cut off by your phone ringing, saved by the bell.
You answered the call before even looking at the caller i.d.
“Hello?”
“Y/n, you got time to practice a little? My shoulder’s been feeling rusty, Can you please just meet me at the field in 5?” Jackson’s voice rang through the speaker.
“Seriously Jackson? I gotta study for my make-up test tomorrow!”
“I’ll quiz you, please?” He begs, undoubtedly doing his puppy dog face.
You huffed, contemplating on your decision. “Fine but we are stopping at the hour mark. I’ll need all the help I can get.”
You can hear Jackson cheer in glee, “Awesome! Do you need me to pick you up?”
“No, I can get a ride. I’ll see you in ten minutes.”
You hung the call up, tossing your phone onto the bed. You looked up at Stiles, his face showing that he didn’t like that you were leaving to hang out with Jackson.
“Could you give me a ride home then to the school?” you sheepishly asked, bringing your hands together, ready to plead.
After a moment, his expression softens. “Okay, fine. Come one, let's go.”
“Thank you” You squealed as you climbed over the bed to attack stiles in a hug.
He chuckled upon impact, patting your back. “Okay, okay. I get it, I'm amazing. Now let's go before I change my mind.”
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When the next day came around Stiles had decided to create some space between you and himself. You, the ever so awkward human being, had decided to lock yourself in the library to study for the make up exam. But on the way there you ran into Lydia, who then followed you and helped with the studying. As it turns out Lydia was a much greater help than Stiles was.
“Lydia, can I ask you something?” You whispered, getting the redheads attention.
“Anything.” she sets her pen down to give you her undivided attention.
“There’s this guy, okay, my friend tells me I should tell the guy how I feel. But I think the guy is really into this other girl and has been for a while. I don’t know what to do.”
Lydia chuckles, “Y/n, if this guy doesn’t at all like you then he’s an idiot. You're hot, smart, and you're into sports. You’re like the total package.” She pauses, looking over your outfit for the day. “If you let me style you, then you’d be the total package.”
You laughed and she joined in, getting an aggressive Shh from a nearby student. Lydia barely looked at her when she rolled her eyes.
Once the laughs turned to slight giggles, Lydia spoke up in a reassuring tone of voice. “You’re great, if this guy doesn’t return the feelings then to hell with him. I can set you up with a few dates with guys from the city.”
You smirked at her, “Lydia, are you suggesting I date older guys?”
Earning another fit of giggles from the both of you, which entails another aggressive Shh from the same girl earlier. Only making you want to laugh louder.
After roughly an hour Allison showed up in the library, spotting Lydia and immediately making a bee line for your table. Lydia sighed as she saw the book in Allisons hands.
“Please don’t tell me anymore about that beat of Gerald legend, it’s boring.” Lydia starts, earning a playful glare from Allison.
“It’s La Bête du Gévaudan and no, I'm not here for that. Scott got after school detention before he has to go into work so I can hang out before I see him later for our date.”
“The beast of what?” Was all you said right before Lydia was going to speak, Lydia and Allison both looked at you confused.
“Out of all of that, that's what you're focused on?” Lydia asks with a chuckle. Allison smiled at you as she sat next to you. She opened her little book to a section about the beast of Gevaudan.
“I’m Allison by the way.” She greets.
“Oh yeah I know who you are, youre dating my best friend Scott.” She blushes and nods, “Yeah I’m Y/n.”
“Yeah I know who you are too, he talks about you and Stiles a lot.”
“Don’t worry, every story he’s told is not true, I'm sure of it.” You joked and laughed at yourself.
“So you and Stiles didn’t scare living daylights out of him the night before school started?” She asked laughing, getting a proud smile from you.
“That one is actually true, yeah.” You giggled, Lydia already giving the fellow student one table away a death glare.
“Back on topic, Allison will tell Y/n that if the guy she likes doesn’t like her back then to hell with him and then we’re in agreement.” Lydia pipes up.
“Okay Lydia, no need to tip everyone off to a typical high school thing.” You said almost cringing at yourself.
“Who’s the guy?” Allison said, sing songy like.
“I’m not telling, I just honestly think he’s too into someone else to even notice me like that.”
“Then Lydia is right, if he doesn’t then to hell with him.” Allison agrees, giving you a determined look.
“Okay, to hell with him if he doesn’t”
“If you really want to know, just say something.” Lydia adds, encouraging you.
“Don’t think, just say what you have to say and you’ll get your answer.” Allison adds, nudging you a little.
“Thanks for the advice but I can't use up all my free periods denying the inevitable. I got a test to go do.”
After getting through your classes it was finally time for you to take your make-up test, Stiles spotted you in the hall right before entering the classroom. He ran to you with two phones in his hands.
“I had the perfect idea to help Scott control himself, and it’s working! We figured it out! Allison keeps him in control. She brings him back! She’s his anchor.” Stiles then rambles on and on about the heart monitor and how he’s been testing and monitoring Scott all day. You honestly couldn’t keep up with him this time.
After 5 whole minutes of him rambling, he finally stopped. He was panting, looking at you and trying to guess what you were thinking.
“That was a lot of information in such a short time, Stiles.” You said, trying not to giggle. Getting a smile out of Stiles.
“Sorry, I just… I was just thinking about how you got yourself under control? What's your anchor?” He started to fidget with his fingers.
“Uh, well it’s different for me. It’s easier for born werewolves to gain control. Now if you can excuse me I have a test to do.” You said walking around him to pull the door open, before fully walking in you turned around. In a ‘don’t think, just do’ rush, you sighed before speaking. “It's you, my anchor is you.”
You gave a meek smile and walked into the classroom. The door closed and Stiles just stood there, watching you go in and take a seat until you were out of view. And he stayed standing there, too shocked to move.
The girl he likes just admitted that she basically feels the same about him.
When you walked out of the classroom, you ran right into Stiles, who hadn’t moved from his position the entire time.
“Stiles?” you were confused because he should be in class.
“I’m your anchor?” He asked, seemingly still in shock.
“Yeah, at first in my head I saw you and Scott but the higher the voltage got the more it was just you and…” you chuckled at yourself, “and the sound of your laugh.”
“You like me?” He asked, still not believing what he’s hearing. Giving you the impression that he didn’t know what to do with this information, almost like he was purposely being awkward.
You cleared your throat and took a step back, accepting the vibes he was giving off. “Look I get it, I'm your friend of way too many years and you think it’s weird. I… just forget I ever said anything to you. I… I’m going now.” You ducked your head, walking away before your emotions slipped out via tears from your eyes.
You hurried your way through the sea of students to the locker rooms. Running into an empty stall to silently cry. Shaking the depression out of your body, you wipe at your eyes and control your breathing. After waiting it out a few more minutes, you messaged Lydia about the bad news. Within seconds, Lydia came storming into the locker room, looking under the stalls for you. But she wasn’t alone, you heard a second set of heels.
“Y/n, sweetheart, come out.” Lydia’s soft voice echoes through the room. “Y/n?” Then came Allisons voice. You pushed the stall door open, revealing yourself to them. Dried tear stains ran along your cheeks, with a runny red tipped nose and bloodshot eyes. Your bottom lip started to quiver, fresh tears lining the corners of your eyes. Lydia brought you into a hug, Allison joining in.
“He was just so awkward about it.” you began to cry again, god how you hated this gut twisting feeling. “I mean look at me, I'm pathetic, crying because a guy doesn’t like me back. Can I get any more stupid?”
“Yeah, you could be dating a secret gay guy, I don’t know.” Lydia jokes, earning a laugh from you and Allison.
“It’s his loss, okay, tonight we will be hanging out with Jackson and doing anything to keep you distracted, okay?” Lydia suggests as a plan, Allison first parted from the hug to get you napkins and started to pat dry your face.
“Okay, sounds like a plan.” You sniffled, letting the girls do their thing. “I’ve never had a girlfriend to help with all this.”
“Yeah, because all your friends are dudes. Honestly I’m glad I’m the first girlfriend, and even more happy that you and Jackson get along great and I don’t have to pick sides.”
“Well that's mainly because you’re always right.” Allison jokes, getting all three of you to laugh. “Come on, I'll take you guys home.”
After spending a few hours talking to Lydia and Allison, you felt better. You had to accept the fact that Stiles doesn’t see you the same way, and that's okay. It was always the reason why you never wanted to say anything in the first place. But nonetheless it hurts. So while you wallow in self pity, you talked to the girls about it. All of it, well as much of it as you can tell them. You can already tell how they’ll react to you being a werewolf. But from what you heard earlier, Allison might be the best bet to handle it better.
“What do you say to a double date kind of thing, i can set you up with this guy- Lydia” Lydia started talking but was cut off by Allison.
“Lydia, I don’t think what she needs is an immediate rebound.”
“No, what she needs is the perfect rebound.”
“Allison’s right, Lyd I just don’t want to do that yet. I’m fine, it was just a little crush. I’m basically over it.” You explain, getting up from Lydia's bed. You walked to your bag that was sitting by the door. You pulled your phone out, noticing the missed calls from Derek, Scott and even one from Stiles.
“I gotta call my mom, be right back.” You walked out of the room and into the bathroom before calling Derek back.
Derek answered after the second ring, “Y/n, meet me at Scott’s work. Now.” was all he said before hanging up. Confused, you were going to call Scott, your finger hovering over the call button. But instead you decided to just meet with Derek.
“I’m sorry it’s my cousin, I gotta go.” You grabbed your bag heading to the door.
“Oh okay, I’m heading home anyways, I can drop you off.” Allison said, grabbing her own bag and keys.
“But Jacksons gonna be here soon.”
“I’m sorry Lydia, I'll make it up to you.” You sped out of the house with Allison in tow, confused as to why you're in such a rush. “Can you drop me off at the Vet?” You realized you had to lie, why would your cousin be at Scott's workplace?
“It’s… his dog. More of a family dog, so you know it’s important.”
“Oh yeah okay,” She seemed to buy the lie and actually hurried to get there fast. ONce she parked she started taking her seatbelt off.
“Oh Allison it’s okay, really. I just… don’t want to upset him… with a stranger, you know?” She nodded her head, totally confused but accepting it.
You hurried inside as she pulled out of the parking lot, you ran behind the desk and into the back room. Seeing Derek, tying up Scott's boss Deaton. Derek began to run on and on about how he’s the alpha without any actual evidence.
Then he started to wake up, but you were too focused on arguing with Derek. “But Derek, listen to me, you literally cut him and he isn’t healing! So no I don’t believe you. It’s not him. You said we can hide our scent, but he is unconscious and I only smell human!”
Then when Deaton starts to struggle that gets Derek’s attention.
He walks to him out of the darkness, “Are you protecting someone?”
“Alright, the key to the drug cabinet is in my pocket.” He starts, hoping that this is just a burglary attempt.
“I don’t want drugs, I want to know why you’re lying!” Derek almost growls.
Dr. Deaton shudders in fear as you listen to his heart beat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He was scared shitless but he’s lying. Derek must have picked up on it because next thing you know Derek swivels him around and lifts the chair into the air. He begins “I want to know who you are and who you are protecting!”
“Derek!” you called out to him right before Scott came in from the back entrance screaming at Derek.
“What are you doing?!”
Dr. Deaton turns his head to see Scott, yelling at him,“Scott, get out of here!”
Derek drops the chair and pouches the vet in the face, knocking him unconscious.
“Derek!”
“Stop!” Scott grabbed onto Derek's jacket, then he looked at you, “were you just gonna stand there and watch?”
“He’s lying about something. He knows something!” You reason, “I wasn’t gonna let him actually hurt him.”
“Well too late!” Scott said, pointing to his boss.
“When he’s conscious he can keep himself from healing. Unconscious he can’t. The spiral, it’s our sign for vendetta, for revenge. He won’t stop until he’s satisfied!” Derek gives the same speech he did to you to Scott, but more aggressive.
“You think he’s the alpha?” Scott yells back into Derek's face.
“We’re about to find out.” Derek reaches with his claws out to Deatons neck, but is stopped by Scott wolfing out and growling at him. He looks at how fast he got back in control. Looking at Derek with a dark expression.
“Hit him again and you’ll see me get angry.”
After Derek calmed down and Scott treated to Deatons wound you sat on a table, completely bored out of your mind. The tension between Derek and Scott is intense to say the least.
They have a hushed conversation that you still pick up on.“Meet me at the school, in the parking lot.”
Scott left on his bike while you and Derek stuffed Deaton into the very cramped backseat of his car. With The parking lot coming into view so did Stiles’ jeep with both boys standing next to it with stuff in their hands.
“Well, this is just perfect” You sighed heavily, earning a concerned look from Derek. He knew something was up but wasn’t sure what happened.
“We’ll talk later.” He mumbled before getting out of the car, following suit you kept your head down and didn’t look in the direction of either Scott or Stiles.
“Where’s my boss?”
“He’s in the back.” Both you and Derek said together. The boys peer around you to see him cramped in a lying position.
“He looks comfortable.” Stiles jokes, getting a nudge from Scott as they make their way to the building's entrance.
“Hey, where are you going?”
He turns to look back at you two, “You said I was linked with the alpha.” Then he continues his path. “I’m going to see if you’re right.”
You gave Derek a look, “I don’t like where this is going.” You whispered, finally leaning on the car and looking towards the boys. Keeping your focus on Scott and not Stiles or how he was basically staring hole into you. You stayed by Derek's side, sitting on the back end of Stiles’ jeep. Derek wanted to ask about what was bothering you but decided that you will speak up about it when you’re ready.
“I told Stiles he was my anchor and it's all ruined yet again, solely on my actions again.” You huffed, looking into the trees at the edge of the parking lot.
“You put yourself out there, you gotta give yourself some wiggle room. So what if he doesn’t feel that way about you, I can kill him. I’d happily do that for you.” He said, causing you to laugh slightly.
“Yeah let’s not commit murder of a teenager.”
After a moment of silence, you hear a shrill howl over the school's PSA speakers. Immediately cringing at Scott’s howl.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“He sounds like he is choking a cat to death.” You mutter, earning a chuckle from Derek.
“Yeah that was bad, definitely worse than your first howl.”
Then you hear the click of an announcement coming in, then you hear a great howl. It was so loud you could hear the rattling of things inside the school.
“I’m gonna kill them. First I’ll kill Stiles, then Scott then back to Stiles for you…” He earned a chuckle from you. “A howl like that will be heard from other packs, and they’ll think there's a new alpha coming. It could be really bad.” Derek began to go down the rabbit hole.
“Derek, calm down. I’m pretty sure Scott was calling out only for the one we’re looking for. The others can probably tell the difference between a threat and… well… whatever the hell that was.” You said pointing back over to the school.
Once the boys came back out from inside Derek immediately was on their ass. “I’m gonna kill both of you” then he pointed to Stiles, “I’m killing you twice.”
Before Stiles could respond Derek continued, “What the hell was that? What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?”
“Sorry, I didn't think it would be that loud.”
Stiles chuckles, “Yeah it was loud. And it was…” And sings “Awesome”
Derek gives him a stern look, “Shut up.”
“Don’t be such a sourwolf.” He jokes, you rolled your eyes, avoiding direct eye contact with Stiles.
Scott then notices Derek's door opened and the seat forward with Deaton missing. “What’d you do with him?”
“What are you talking about?” You asked, walking around the jeep to see he was missing.
“We didn’t do anything.”
You both turned back to face the boys, when you heard a low growl and the familiar scent of the alpha. You turned around just in time to see him coming at you, he knocked into you first, sending you flying towards the building, getting knocked unconscious when you hit the cement wall. Stiles immediately ran to you, as the alpha sunk his claws into Derek’s back, lifting him high into the air before throwing him to another brick wall. Scott turns to run back into the school, ready to drag Stiles with him but Stiles is already lifting you into his arms to get you inside too. Scott ushered him inside before he held the doors close protecting them from the alpha outside.
To be continued...
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