▽ Long Way Home By 5SOS

               ➣ twenty-one

''Mommy! We Need French Toast!''.

I open my eyes to see Ariella sitting on top of me with her face only inches away from mine.

I smiled tiredly. ''Than Have Cereal!''.

She giggled and moved various strands of her hair out of sight. ''Can't, we ran out of milk''.

I softly held a grip of her head and pulled her onto the actual bed. She laughed as I wrapped an arm around her.

I took a deep breath and closed my eye's as I burried my face into her hair.

''How about we sleep for the entire day?'' I ask as I welcomed Ariella under the white covers.

''That sounds boring''.

'She says that now' I thought.

The wonderful sound of my ringtone echoed loudly throughout the room, interrupting the short chirpings outside.

Absentmindedly, I reached out for my phone on the bedside and grabbed it.

''Hello?''.

''Juliet..''.

I clenched my teeth, tightening my jaw.

Scott.

''I really want to talk to you. Around three today, meet me at the park. Okay?''.

I sighed a defeated one. ''Sure. Bye''.

He replied muttering a small bye before we both hung up.

''Get dress muppet. We are going to the park'' I announced, rubbing her head.

She jumped out of the covers in excitement. ''Yay!''.

I turned in the opposite direction Ariella ran off in, swinging my legs off the bed.

''After we go to the supermarket and buy some damn food''.

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My butt ached against the wooden benched as I watched Ariella climb her way back up to the top of the slide, only to go down again in delight.

It was 3:04 yet Scott has not made an appearance. Iconic being that he was the one to set this whole thing up.

''Juliet''.

I turned to see the familiar handsome stranger to have finally reckon my name in use.

''Derek. Third time's a charm?'' I interrogated half heartedly as I laid my attention back onto Ariella.

''Small town that you just so happen to be in grocery girl'' He stated, using more of the unintended nickname than it's already titled.

''And you're here why?'' I ask, turning to him as the wind blew, blowing away any pieces of hair on my face.

He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Intead his eyebrows twisted together in confusion as he stared off of something behind. I turned to see Scott with two small cups if coffee.

''Derek?''.

''Scott?''.

The two looked at each other in bewilderment, unsure of the other ones presence.

An eyebrow rised in curiosity. ''You two know each other?''.

''You can say that'' Derek muttered as he stood.

He looked back down at me and smiled. ''I'll see you around''.

Once Derek was out of sight, Scott sat down and handed me one of the two drinks.

''Thanks''. I smiled before taking a sip.

''I'm pretty sure you know why I asked you to come'' He started intensely awkward.

''The boy in plaid?'' I remarked as I smirked at him. He shook his while chuckling lowly.

''Seriously Juliet, why can't you tell me?'' He questions, turning serious again as he watched me intently.

His eye's literally burned me just for some answers but I wasn't sure if I should tell him. This is his best friend, the one whose always there for him and tells him everything, telling every secret I have and asking him to keep it a secret is practically lying to him.

''Scott, I honestly don't know what you're talking about when it comes between me and Stiles'' I lied.

''Lies''.

I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head.

''Juliet you're making this way more difficult than it already is'' He stated.

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. ''What do you think is going on, Scott?''.

''I think that you have history with Stiles. I think that, that history is coming up and the truth is unraveling itself'' He predicated.

''Who told you?'' I questioned. I was fuming. At this point, it seems like there was no reason to continue lying.

He shrugged.''No one had to tell me anything''.

Damn his presence was intimidating.

I tightened my jaw and looked away. ''Ariella isn't my sister''.

He nodded, watching as he waited for me to continue.

''She's my daughter.. And Stiles'' I mumbled. I heard nothing from him so I decided to look up and he was smiling.

Vexation. The perfect word to describe how aggravated I was during this moment.

''What?'' I hissed. That smiled was so mocking.

He chuckled. ''Was that so hard?''.

I was taken back. Did he knew?

''Juliet I knew you had history. It was clear the second you met us, but I didn't know it was that. The only reason why I asked is because I overheard you're conversation with Lydia of that 'dream' of you and Stiles'' He informed.

I pursed my lips. ''Scott we were in the bathroom. How could you have overhear?''.

He sat up and sighed, leaning back against the bench. ''I guess it's my turn to say something huh?''.

I watched him as his attention was on Ariella.''You might not believe this, but there's such thing as-''.

''The supernatural? Yeah, I know'' I interrupted, an amused smirk playing my lips.

He turned to me, finally shock of some new information.

''How?''.

''We both share a retired Regina George''. My smirk fell the second his puppy face looked entirely lost.

''Mean Girls?'' I hinted. The most obvious hint actually. He nodded but withheld the same expression.

I waved it off. ''Nevermind''.

''Lydia was the one to tell me about the supernatural so I know about you being a werewolf. The coyote, so on'' I explained.

''I also know that you need Alice and Mrs. Carter in you're pack'' I added.

Realization washed over him as he shifted in his seat again to face me.

''It's impossible to find either one'' He stated.

''Nothings impossible my friend. Alice lives with me. Well, at the moment looking for her own place. Mrs. Carter, taking a fine ass vacation just to find Alice'' I remarked. He laughed at my choice to describe Mrs. Carters location.

''I have to go and meet up with Kira, but I would love it if I can take care of Ariella more?'' He asked as we both stand.

I nodded and smiled. ''Sure''.

We bid our goodbyes before I went over to get Ariella.

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Total writers block, don't blame me. Credits to blueeyedx for these next few chapters cause you know, she's bae.