Listen, I may be the dea of werewolves, or whatever the fuck Derek called me but I still need time to forget about that shit. After Scott explained to me what happened to Derek and his family I began to reminisce about my own life and I just can't do that.

I mean even Batman had to take a day off at some point right?

I need my sense of reality back, so that's why I am spending my day with my two OG's.

Lydia and Jackson.

"Listen you psycho! I'm not watching your love fest!" I groaned to Lydia while Jackson nodded along with me in agreement.

"We are not watching Hoosiers or Space Jam," she shakes her head, refusing to give up," besides aren't you a little too old for cartoons Imelda?"

I gasp," say anything negative about Space Jam Lydia and I swear to god I'll call you a red head."

"Come on Lydia, I promise you'll like-" Jackson tries persuading his girlfriend, unfortunately she's not in the mood.

"Nope," she cuts him off.

"WE ARE NOT WATCHING THE NOTEBOOK!" Both Jackson and I yell in unison which kind of makes me giggle at the intensity of the volume in the tiny little Porsche.

She simply gives us both the death glare and gestures for Jackson to get in the video store. Like the good little boyfriend he is, Jackson simply slumps his shoulders in defeat and starts getting out of the car.

"Oh fuck this," I grumble," I'm getting The Hangover."

Lydia gasps but I merely jump out before she can grab at me with her manicured claws... excuse me nails.

"You know I was going to get the Hangover either way right?" Jackson mumbles," you didn't need to come check on me."

I snort and roll my eyes," I didn't get out to shop at this bootleg blockbuster for nothing. My legs were dying in there."

He rolls his eyes and sticks his hands into his pockets as we walk towards the front door where he holds it open for me," then we should have brought Andre with us dumbass."

I smack his head playfully," no, because then you would have nagged about not driving and sitting in the backseat. By the way, you're never driving my car FYI."

He rolls his eyes in response and mumbles under his breath," some day."

I shake my head, snickering at him before searching around and then meeting Jacksons confused stare. It was dead quiet and no one in sight, not even another customer.

"Where is everyone," I say to him, slowly taking a step closer towards him just as Jackson grabs at my wrist.

He furrows his eyebrows and says louder," is anyone here! Can someone help us find the Hangover?"

When no one answers we shrug shoulders at each other and then slowly begin walking, watching every aisle.

"What?" I mumble when he suddenly tugs at my arm and I look over where his gaze looms. They are barely visible, but, a pair of simple leather shoes peek out from one of the aisles ahead of us. Jacksons heart begins to climb like mine and his breathing shakes as we slowly step forward. I grip onto his fingers harder, knowing exactly what will happen in the next moments.

Even though I knew exactly what would be waiting for us my blood goes cold at the site of the employee with his throat ripped out.

Jackson sucks in a deep breath and moves father away from it in shock, he bumps into something behind him the same moment I whip my head in his direction. The latter he had bumped into goes crashing downwards and we are hit with a rain of glass as Jackson stumbles and takes me down with him.

I scream as the glass begins cutting into me and I land roughly against the steel latter, all the lights in the place have suddenly shut off.

Jacksons somewhere near me, cut up from the glass like me. Unfortunately he doesn't have the capability of healing like I do.

"Jackson!" I yell desperately," get up hurry!"

We both scramble up in the darkness, he somehow managing to once against get a grip on my hand.

The lights above us begin to flicker on and off, both of us glancing up and down at each other. And then we hear it, the deep growl that comes from somewhere in the front of the store that both shakes us to our cores. The thing, monster, or whatever the fuck you want to call literally looks like it's been shot straight out of hell.

It's the alpha, the alphas come for the both of us. Oh my god, he's going to kill Jackson and then me. Why has he chosen now?

Jackson pulls me out of my frozen state and yanks me behind the nearest shelves of movies where we kneel. My eyes wonder around in search of an exit, sadly we are in the back of the store and there's only a door that I presume leads to storage.

Jackson fists his hands and looks at me, concern laced across his blue eyes. He slowly peeks back towards the front of the room, me clutching at the front of his shirt.

He goes still in my arms and then quickly turns back to look at me, whispering quickly," you need to run okay. I'll distract it but you have to go."

I shake my head, I will not let Jackson die when I can save him. If this alpha thing wants me he can have me but not Jackson.

"No Jackson," I firmly state, lowly even though I'm sure the alpha can answer," we go together okay."

He shakes his head and pulls me me forward into a tight hug," I love you Imelda. You're my best friend and I love you."

Jackson kisses my forehead gently, pausing there longer the normal and then pulls me away. My eyes widen at his words even through the chaos, what did he just say to me! This can't be happening not now! And then I hear the alpha push something, like a domino affect there was more dropping. The ground beneath us starts shaking as closer and closer what I for presume to be the aisles of DVDs start dropping.

"Jackson," I barely get to whisper but he's faster then me, the front of my jacket is lifted and pulled so I'm flying over towards the aisles opposite us. I yell out loud once I've crashed into the nearest aisle and my back smacks against the piles of DVDS.

"Ugh," I groan out, literally all the small boxes pilling up on top of me and when I tried to move even more fell on top.

I heard small groaning and whimpering, quickly shaking most of the boxes away I looked back over to where my friend was held underneath one of the fallen aisles.

"Jackson!" I screamed and tried scrambling up to help him but stop cold, the alpha, he was coming down the hallways and an increasing rate headed straight for Jackson.

He stopped right between us, staring at me with the blood red eyes I'd never seen until this moment. He was black and held himself up with a stance I could only describe as deadly.

The thing huffed out at me, some type of noise rumbling deep within him before glancing back at Jackson who kept his face down even though I could hear him shaking underneath the weight on top of him.

The thing blocked my view from my friend which alarmed me massively, I had to get it away from Jackson or he would be dead. I had to.

I stood up fast; my wounds and cuts now disappearing as I healed, I grabbed whatever happened to be near me, which happened to be a dvd rentals (seriously fuck my life) and threw it at the big giant thing.

"Hey! Come after me!" I screamed at the thing and chucked more rentals at it. It turned once one them had hit it hard enough by the neck.

I looked me dead in the eyes, and I swear to god it smirked. I growled lowly at it, my eyes shifting silver. It rushed forward then, slamming itself into my until I was underneath it, my back stabbing against the many DVDs.

It growled aloud as Jackson screamed at it," get away from her!"

It didn't pay any attention to my struggling friend, it's attention solely focused on my now as its claws held me arms down. When I'd hit the ground hard enough my eyes had gone back to their original color but I knew it had seen them fully. Derek had said I was better then all werewolves which included this thing no matter if it was bigger then me. The thing lowered its head and placed its snout at the base of my collarbone and sniffed upwards until it had stopped by my ear. I had gritted my teeth then, halting my breathing at once. I'd be damned if I showed this thing fear, Derek words replayed in my head once and that did it. My eyes once again flowed silver with the authority I felt and yelled aloud," get off!"

I swear to god this monster laughed but did as I said and promptly ran towards the front of the store. The second it busted through the front door windows I heard a scream so loud and feminine it could only belong to the one other person I was trying to save.

"Lydia!" I screamed and once again stood upwards, holding in front of Jackson.

"Go check on Lydia," Jackson groaned outwards.

"No!" I yelled back, pushing my hands into the shelves," I need to get you out of here."

Jackson was too weak to protest, instead I concentrated and let the power flow through my arms. At once the thing flew off my friend at once, it landed much farther then I originally thought it would but who the fuck cared right now.

I dropped to my knees and hugged my groaning friend just as the ambulance showed up.

One thing ran through my mind.

Jackson Whittmore had said he loved me.

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"Are you sure you're okay?" The paramedic I had come to know as Sandra asked me for the tenth time.

I nodded and have her a small smile," yes I am."

"But you stated that you were thrown down twice," she questioned.

"She's told you already nothing is wrong, now, why don't you quit nagging her and get one of your incompetent coworkers to let us both go," Jackson yelled out to the poor women.

I saw her eyes snap once towards him, anger overcoming them for a moment before quickly fixing herself and nodding towards me briefly.

I smiled once more and then turned to an annoyed Jackson," you didn't have to be an asshole to her okay. She was just doing her job."

When the cops and ambulance had showed up Jackson and I had stumbled out of the video store, Lydia hysterically crying and screaming. I had managed to get her out of the car gradually as the cops nurses began to jump at us. It hadn't taken long for Lydia's parents to show up, both of them instantly consoling there daughter and I. When it was safe and clear, and Lydia had been given a decent amount of tranquilizers to slow a horse, her parents had tried to persuade the cops and ambulance to let me go with them, sadly they hadn't gone for it needing my own guardian to show up. So here I was with the boy who had professed his love for me while a murderous alpha had been after us.

"What they need to do is let us go, by the way how's your back?" He asked me, searching my face fully for any signs of stress.

I looked at him in the baby blues, noticing how they widened when I stared back," I'm fine Jackson."

He nodded and scooted closer to me, normally I would have just leaned my head on his shoulder but now it felt awkward so I just stood up from the back of the ambulance, pretending to stretch.

The cop car pulled up then, Stiles being the first one to jump out followed by the Sheriff.

"Imelda!" He yelled out, pulling into his long arms and hugging me tightly," what happened."

I pulled him farther down so I could reach his ear and said," the alpha came after us Stiles, he was going to kill me."

Stiles stiffened, finger digging into my torso before pulling away.

"You're okay right?" He asks, inspecting the visible skin which was little.

I nod," even if I wasn't you wouldn't be able to tell Stiles."

He nods in understanding just as Sandra walks up again, a clipboard in hand.

"Okay Ms. Drake," she says, relieved not to see the angry Jackson near me," you don't seem to be showing any visible signs of pain so you are free to go. We just need your guardian to come, Charlie Drake, do you need us to contact him?"

"Charlie?" Stiles states, turning to look at me.

"Yeah Charlie," I murmur to him before looking back over to Sandra with a small smile," he's currently not in town, I could try to call him if you need?"

The sheriff walked up then, placing a hand over my shoulder," it's okay Sandra, I'll be responsible."

She nods in understanding," yes well even then sheriff we need her to contact the guardian so it's okay."

Sheriff nods," okay well Imelda, do you need me to talk to Charlie? Is he your cousin or uncle?"

"Uncle," I state and then pull out my phone," it's alright I can do it."

He nods and motions over to his patrol car," well, we will be waiting in the car."

Sheriff grips the back of Stiles hoodie and pulls him away from me, Stiles reluctantly going.

Holy fuck, now I have to call Crappy Charlie, fucking awesome. Slowly I tap away on my phone until his horrible number comes up. I hadn't even saved his number to my phone, although it was engraved into my brain.

Slowly I tapped the call icon and waited for him to pick up, chewing the inside of my cheek while I waited for him to pick up.

"Hello?"

The drunk slurred voice I had been accustomed to answered, prompting me to roll my eyes," Charlie, you piece of shit drunk listen!"

"Im?"

His question only infuriated me further, like seriously who the fuck else would it be," yes you dumbass, who the fuck else would call you? Your only friend seems to be the latest bottle of Ciroq in your lap! Anyways, I've been in a accident, don't try to sound alarmed okay. I'm fine, the sheriff is taking me him but I was forced to call you. Think you can remember that?"

"What accident?"

"Some animal," I murmured, knowing fully well he would not remember even a small amount of my words," go back to sleep or drinking. I'm hanging up now."

I didn't even wait for an answer and simply cut the call, turning towards Jackson who seemed to know exactly who I was speaking to. I glanced high up once, hearing 2 other heartbeats and noticed Derek and Scott high up on top of the store, both kept their eyes on me as I walked. Derek's fists were bunched up and his lips pressed together in a thin line. Briefly I sent them both a small smile and watched as they walked away. Honestly, I couldn't deal with it right now.

I walked towards Jackson, ignoring the hard look I felt," I have to go, the Sheriff is taking me home."

"That fucking rent a cop? Wait for my parents they'll be here in no time," he states, gesturing towards the Bentley that was pulling into the lot.

I narrowed my eyes," no I'm leaving with the Sheriff, goodnight Jackson."

"Imelda," he went to grab my wrist just as I walked away but I yanked it out of his grasp.

"No, Jackson I can't right now," I stated and walked away. Towards the safety of the patrol car.

I had already dealt with too many unnecessary confrontations in the last 2 hours, Charlie included.

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"So you're okay?" Allison asks me as we walk up the many steps to school.

I nod," if by okay you mean I'm not going crazy like Lydia then yes I'm fine."

"But the thing was literally on top of you," she detailed.

I shrug my shoulders," I choose not to remember that part or else I really will go insane."

"What about Jackson?" She asked me.

For a moment my heart stops, remembering his words like they were the last thing he'd ever say. The problem is Jackson cannot be in love with me, he's dating my best friend for Christ sake! Sure I love Jackson, in a brotherly way, but I'm not in love with the bastard! Besides, I have way to much too deal with as it is.

"He's uhh," I pondered for a moment," kind of mad at me actually, I drove home with Stiles and the Sheriff and Jackson wanted me to wait for his parents."

She shakes her head," you saved his life and that's what he's pissed about, I don't know how you can stand him so much."

I shrug my shoulders, it wasn't even worth talking about.

I kept hearing a tiny clink while we walked, so I looked at Allison," hey is that a new necklace?"

She looks down and nods quickly," yup, my aunt gave it to me earlier."

I nodded," oh it's cool."

I dropped the subject, shrugging my shoulders. Allison didn't want to talk about it that's fine.

We got to our lockers, groaning as I realized this day felt slower then the rest.

While I was turning the locks on mine Allison was already opening hers, the second hers was open dozens of balloons fell out.

She yelped out loud and started shoving them right back into the the steel locker, I walked over eyebrows raised," happy birthday?"

"Ssh!" She hissed at me, I rolled my eyes and helped her stick the balloons back into the locker.

"So why the secrecy," I mumbled to her, fighting a damn helium ballroom as she pulled out a pink card from the side door.

"Lydia," she mumbles," how did she even find out?"

I shrug my shoulders," fuck if I know, the girl can manage to online shop for me and use my credit cards without having them in her hand."

"Is it your birthday?" Scott walks up to us, gesturing towards the pink balloons I was still trying to keep contained inside the locker.

Allison jumps and looks at him," no... no, no, I mean yes. Please don't tell anybody, I don't even know how Lydia found out."

"Why would you tell me," Scott gently asks.

"Cause i don't want people to know," she answers, and then whispers," cause... I'm 17."

I've finally managed to hold the balloons down and inside her locker so I go to stand by Scott and shrug my shoulders," that's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Yeah, I get it you had to repeat a year cause of all the moving right?" Scott states correctly.

Allison's looks shocked at Scott, leaning in to peck him on the lips, a smiled smile on her face the entire time.

"What was that for?" Scott asks.

She answers," for literally being the first person to ever make the correct assumption, every bodies always like what? Did you get held back? Did you ride the short bus? Ugh did you have a baby?"

I snicker at the last one," morons, I can't believe they say that to you on your birthday."

She nods towards me," yup all day long."

"Then let's get out of here!" Scott says, a brilliant plan.

"Skip class?" Allison question, slightly concerned.

"Yes! That's a great idea! I'll cover for you guys! Just go!" I tell her," come on, it'll be pet one of my birthday present for you!"

"Yeah the whole day," Scott details.

"Yeah well you're asking someone who has never skipped one class to skip an entire day!" She says shaking her head.

I hush her," no just go, it'll be fine. You won't get in that much trouble just do it! I'll take care of the balloons and stuff inside your locker!"

I walk away, letting Scott persuade her more.

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I tap my finger lightly against Stiles light grey jacket. He was busting himself by coloring in every sentence in the huge textbook in front of him.

I was groaning quietly as Mr. Harris began talking," just a friendly reminder; Parent teacher conferences are tonight. Students below a C average are required to attend, I won't name you because the shame and self disgust should be more then enough punishment," he pauses at my table, searching for a moment before calling out," has anyone seen Scott McCall."

We both looked up, a guilty smile fighting it's way onto my lips when Stiles looked at me.

Mr. Harris continuously kept glancing at me while I did everything in my power not to look at him, the man already giving me a giant speech about my health. Yeah right, the bastard was only trying to maintain his job.

I looked over at Stiles, trying not to laugh when I realized he had the yellow highlighter cap between his teeth. I plucked it out of his mouth and set it down between us, oh Stiles, you really do know how to be different.

Jackson walked in then, staring at me as he passed. I averted my gaze to my nimble fingers and the bright green pen I had. I couldn't even look at him after his revelation.

"Jackson if you need to leave earl for any reason, you let me know," Mr. Harris said to him m, putting an arm on his shoulder in a kindly manner. I rolled my eyes at that.

"Kiss ass," I mumbled to Stiles who laughed a little.

"Everyone," Mr. Harris addressed the class, walking towards the front," start reading chapter 9. Try putting the highlighter down between paragraphs, it's chemistry not a coloring book."

Stiles instantly dropped the highlighter, narrowing his eyes before leaning back towards the Danny," hey Danny can I ask you a question."

Danny didn't even look up from his book, instead answered with a short," no."

"Well I'm going to anyway," Stiles says," did Lydia show up in your home room today?"

Danny sighs, annoyed, " no."

Stiles looks at me and then says," can I ask you another question?"

"Answers still no," Danny responds.

"Has Jackson told you what happened last night?" He asks once again.

"He won't tell me," Danny hesitates at first before answering.

Stiles looks at me, while I shrug and he says," but he's your best friend?"

When he doesn't respond Stiles leans in once more, curiously asking," one more question."

"What?" Danny finally says, irritated.

"Do you find me attractive?" Stiles questions quickly, Danny and I both having surprised expressions, that is until Stiles falls from his chair.

The I break out in laughter. Shaking my head while Danny gives me the most bewildered face ever.

Yup Stiles Stilinski is definitely different, but in the best way .

---

So after that hilarious moment in chemistry and Jacksons constant looks over at me I decided to go and clean Allison's locker. I mean, it beats discussing talking to Jackson about what had happened and besides I had nothing better to do. Maybe I could get an idea for her birthday present. I feel like she would like concert tickets, I wonder who she likes?

Anyways, I enjoyed every moment of stabbing the balloons with my pencil and then picking up the trash left. Lacrosse practice was probably almost over so I should better hurry before Jackson notices in still here. Quickly, I dumped the pink balloons and such away before heading outside. Or at least those were my intentions.

Just as I was singing to an old Kanye West song I was suddenly grabbed and pushed into a classroom.

I skidded for a moment, against the tiles floor before catching myself against the desks. Turning I crossed my arms," you know Derek, I'm getting sick of your shit."

His green eyes looked confused," what are you talking about?"

I flailed my arms between us," this! You thinking it's okay to grab me whenever you want! This isn't a free show buddy! Next time you grab me without my permission step on you with my boot!"

"That doesn't even make sense!" He states.

I push a finger into his chest, stepping forward so I was looking directly up at him," you know what I'm talking about Derek Hale! You always pick me up or grab me! Hell you've even fucking threw me! Stop doing shit like that! I might not be able to do shit like that to you but believe me the next time you get shot I will hold out on saving you! And by the way I didn't appreciate you kissing me Without my permission! A little heads up would have been nice! You could have at least warned me that you had thrown up!"

His eyes widened in disbelief," are you kidding me! Is that what your fighting about?"

"Yes! What girl do you think liked having their first kiss filled with throw up? Hmm... I'm not into that freaky shit okay!" I yell.

His look softens up," that was your first kiss."

I'm honestly kind of shocked and caught off guard at his tone, I wasn't that pissed about the whole first kiss thing but it did add fire to my statement. I took my finger down," yes it was."

"I didn't know," he defends.

I shrug my shoulders and sit back onto the black top of the desk," yeah well now you do. Is there any reason you manhandled me in here."

His whole changed in demeanor freaked me out a little, although it was nice to see Derek Hale softer the his usual broody ways.

"What happened yesterday?" He question me," did it come near you."

I take my hand through my hair," yeah, it was going after Jackson and then I distracted it. Derek it jumped on me."

"The alpha did?" He asks, genuinely concerned," what did it do?"

I looked him in the eyes," nothing that made sense. It stared at me for the longest time and I swear to you it smiled at me, and then it sniffed me."

"The alpha sniffed you?" He asks, an unreadable look in his eyes.

I nod," strange I know, but it sniffed up my neck."

He places his hand on my shoulder, tilting my head slightly and then examining my neck before saying," it didn't seem to ahem you which is good. Has Scott filled you in on last night?"

"What? He's it here, he uhm... left," I state.

"I need you both to help me, he but the both of you and like it or not that means you're apart of him. Not necessarily you, more so Scott. We need Scott to sniff him out and you to help us. Scott has a connection with him and you might as well but I need your help in teaching how to control himself before next week," tell me, placing both hands on either side of me so we are staring each other directly in the face.

"Why before next week?" I question.

"Cause of the next full moon if Scott doesn't kill someone, the alpha will kill him. It's the right of passage," he tells.

I shake my head," that's some fucked up initiation."

He laughs, smiling at me," you sure do know how to cuss."

I narrow my eyes," listen Magic Mike, I was alms or felt up by an alpha that looked like he belongs in Resident Evil, I'm allowed to fucking cuss how many damn times I want. Besides, fuck anyone's lady-like morals. I can do whatever the fuck I want."

"I like you, you're not afraid of anything or anyone so I guess I'll tell you before you literally come and chop my balls off," he says, green eyes bright," I'm going to get information out of Jackson."

I grab his leather jacket, halting him from leaving," why?"

"I need to know what he saw," he states, looking down at my palm.

I nod," try not to kill him will ya? I know you have a thing for violence but he's already shaken up as it is."

Derek's eyes narrow in suspicion," you really like him don't you?"

I jump off the desk," fuck no, Jackson has been my best friend for year. I don't like him, I however care for him, so I'm warning you Derek, don't hurt him."

He nods," fine, for you I won't."

I smile," thank you."

"Who's Charlie?" He asks me.

I tilt my head," what does that matter?"

"Just curious, you seemed to get extra mad last night," he says, leaning against the teachers desk.

I won't lie, that gave me an dirty image I am embarrassed to admit.

I walked over to him, mimicking the way he stood over me," Charlie is the drunken asshole I have to call my uncle. Although I like to call him the shitty excuse I have left as family."

He nods, seeming to think about my words and the venom I let ooze into my words.

He grabs my arms and pushes me back, so he can walk out.

I stand there for a moment before saying," Derek, I'm serious. Don't kill him."

He nods," I'll show you how I can control my thing for violence."

"Good and thank you."

He doesn't say anything just disappearing behind the door.

My phone rings then and when I pluck it out of my pocket I growl," dammit."

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Okay this chapter is long.

Lol, anyways you guys I watched the new trailer for batman vs. superman and all I can say is

Devils don't come from hell beneath us, they come from the sky.

That^^ will be my new inspiration for seasons to come.

*smirks evilly.