𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Everyone rushes to escape the bus as the odour of Jared's puke becomes all too much for our noses.

"Jared, you suck!" Coach hollers "Hey, somebody grab some towels or a mop...or a new bus!"

Stiles and I take each of Scott's arms, helping my brother towards the bathrooms. Allison and Lydia catch up with us and I shoot them both a weak smile which they return.

We enter the bathroom and place Scott down, propping him up against the tiled wall. I lift up his shirt and grimace as I see the gnarly wound spilling pitch black blood.

"Oh, my God. Why didn't you tell us?" Allison asks him.

"Sorry" Scott smiles at her and I stand up, stepping back beside the others.

"Just give us a second, okay?" Allison tells him before walking over to us "This shouldn't be happening. I've seen him heal from worse than this"

"Okay, what do we do then? Do we just call an ambulance?" Stiles asks.

"What if...What if it's too late? What if they can't help?" Allison states and I shake my head.

"Shut up" I warn her.

"What?" She asks, taken aback.

"Just shut up!" I snap, walking over to my brother.

I kneel down next to him and my eyes water a little as I grab his hand in my own.

"Hey" Scott murmurs weakly.

"Hi" I smile, brushing his hair back.

"Don't cry, witchie" He breathes out and gently squeezes my hand.

"Can I try something?" I ask cautiously and he nods.

I shakily place my hand over his wound and he winces, his eyes screwing shut as he takes in a sharp breath.

"Asinta mulaf hinto, sho bala" I whisper the incantation quietly, my eyes turning pink in colour.

My brother pries his eyes open and my eyes fade back to their usual brown.

"How do you feel, Scotty?" I ask him, lacing my hand back with his.

"It doesn't hurt as much" He answers and I smile happily "What did you do?"

"A pain reduction spell. It takes away some of the pain, but not all of it" I explain to him.

"Thank you, Natty" He sighs with a small smile.

"Anything for my brother" I coo, making him chuckle softly.

"Natalia?" I hear Lydia speak my name and I turn my head to see the others standing there.

"Did you figure it out?" I ask and she nods.

I give Scott's hand one last squeeze and stand up, stepping back next to my strawberry blonde haired friend. Allison heats up a needle with a lighter while Stiles helps Scott pull of his shirt before collecting paper towels.

"He's gonna need another shirt. Where's his bag?" Allison asks.

"Um, I'm gonna get it. I hate needles anyways, so..." Stiles shrugs "Uh, do you know what you're doing?"

"Yeah, my father taught me" She replies as she tries to thread the needle.

"I mean, how fast are you gonna- I mean, the bus, like, the bus could leave" Stiles states.

"Okay, just make sure it doesn't leave" Allison retorts.

"Stiles, come on" I huff, grabbing his arm "I can't watch anyways"

"W-Why can't you watch?" Stiles asks as I drag him out the bathroom.

"Because my control isn't at it's best when it comes to people bringing my loved ones pain, even if they're trying to help. If I lose control, I don't wanna hurt anyone in there. You guys don't have supernatural healing like Scott. I could kill you" I explain and Stiles nods in understanding.

We collect my brother's bag and give it to Lydia who runs inside with it while we wait by the bus.

"Hey, about what happened on the bus" Stiles drawls off and I look at him in confusion "You know, the touching and lap sitting?"

"Oh, that" I mumble and he nods "It was an accident. It didn't mean anything"

"Y-Yeah, right. Just an accident" Stiles agrees and I hate the way I feel disappointed that he didn't disagree.

"Let's go!" Coach announces, blowing his whistle "Back on the bus!"

"Stall him" I demand, slapping Stiles' arm.

"How?" He asks in disbelief.

"Anything, Stiles! Do anything" I hiss before jogging over to Lydia.

"What are we gonna do?" The strawberry blonde asks in worry.

"Stiles is on it" I assure her.

Allison and Scott exit the bathroom and relief floods my body at the sight of my brother who looks a lot better now.

"Is he okay?" Lydia asks as we rush over to them.

"Are you okay?" I ask him, taking his bag from his shoulder.

"Yeah" He nods "Stiles. Where is Stiles?"

"He's trying to stall Coach" I answer.

"We still don't have gas" Lydia tells Allison.

"I'm not leaving him" Allison replies.

"Then we have to leave the car" Lydia states.

"Sounds good" Allison chirps, walking away with Scott.

"What? That wasn't an actual suggestion. Allison, wait!" Lydia declares in disbelief "Ah. Screw it"

We catch up with the ex couple and Stiles joins us as a crowd forms.

"Stiles, what the hell is going on?" I ask in confusion.

"They went after him" He answers, looking at Scott "I told them what was happening with you, and he just went after him"

"Who, Boyd?" Scott asks as we all push through the crowd.

My jaw drops when I see Isaac laying into Ethan, blood running from the Alphas face as he lets the Beta beat the shit out of him.

"Isaac, Isaac, Isaac!" Coach barks as Danny yanks the Lahey boy back.

"Back off!" Isaac growls, brushing Danny off and continuing to punch Ethan.

"Stop!" Scott demands, pushing to the front of the crowd "Isaac!"

Isaac pauses, dropping Ethan to the ground and turning to my brother. Danny rushes towards Ethan and Isaac looks at my brother with an apologetic look.

"Everyone, get your asses onto the bus!" Coach demands and everybody starts filing onto the school bus.

After slapping Isaac upside the head, I help Danny pull Ethan to his feet and the beaten Alpha sends me a grateful smile. Danny and Ethan head onto the bus with the others and I pause, hearing Isaac muttering under his breath.

"You got something to say to me, Lahey?" I ask the Beta.

"I just find it funny that the Alpha pack slash us all up and then you help him off the ground as if he didn't deserve to be down there" Isaac declares and our friends freeze.

"Maybe I believe the twins aren't the leader, nor the brains of that operation. Maybe they deserve a chance to show that they can be the good guys" I retort in anger.

"You're just saying that because you're sleeping with Aiden" Isaac scoffs and the others look at me with wide eyes "Yeah, I've heard him sneaking in at night"

"That's it!" I shout, lunging at the Beta "I've had it with your snarky remarks!"

Allison and Lydia grab me, holding me back while Scott and Stiles grab Isaac. My eyes burn a raging pink and Isaac's glow a bright yellow.

"Hey, what did I say?!" Coach barks and the girls drag me onto the bus, my eyes fading back to their regular brown.

I mumble profanities under my breath as we walk to the back of the bus and Lydia pats my back comfortingly. Allison sits at the very back and Lydia sits in the seat in front of the Argent girl. I sit down next to Lydia and Scott flops down next to Allison. Stiles appears next to me and I look around the bus realising there is no other seats.

"I am not sitting on your lap, Stiles" I tell him.

"You have to sit on someone's lap. You're the smallest" He retorts.

I shoot him a glare and he gestures for me to get up.

"You can sit on my lap" Lydia huffs out and I grin "For the love of God"

"Thank you, Lyds" I chirp, moving onto the strawberry blonde's lap.

Stiles rolls his eyes and takes my seat as the bus starts moving. Lydia wraps her arms around me and I turn a little, getting comfortable by throwing my legs over Stiles' lap. He shoots me a look that screams 'really, bitch?' and I smile back innocently, making him shake his head at me.

"Who wants to play a game?" I ask cheerily.