𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 [discontinued]

staring contest [forty]

𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

"So, Liam?" Seline tries to make conversation. The car ride was dead silent, except for Liam's occasional whimpers and grunts. Stiles's radio had been broken forever, so no music played to fill the uncomfortable silence. Isaac and Seline were in the back with Liam, since the freshman didn't want to sit with Scott or Stiles.

"Y-yeah?" the boy grunts, the pain in his foot continuously growing. Seline felt a motherly pull towards the boy like she needed to protect him like a mother.

"I'm sorry for the two idiots in the front," Seline apologizes for Scott and Stiles, knowing they wouldn't.

Liam tries to smile, but fails, "it's okay. They were just playing the game."

"You know if I was in your position I would've cursed out everyone in the car," Seline tells the boy, trying to get him to relax a bit.

"Oh, I am," Liam jokes, "in my head."

The group arrives at the hospital parking lot. Liam refused to get help from Scott and Stiles, so Seline and Isaac helped him. He had his arms wrapped around both teens' shoulders. Carefully, they walk the boy to the doors that Scott and Stiles had opened for them.

Once they finally got to the main desk, Seline did the talking, "Hey, we're going to need to see a doctor. Our friend-"

"He is not our friend," Stiles interrupts making the group roll their eyes.

"Our friend," Seline side-eyes Stiles, "hurt his ankle. We don't know if it is broken or sprained."

"Mom," Isaac chuckles, nervously. Seline turns her head to see Melissa. Her face held a disappointed look. Huffing, she got a wheelchair for the injured boy. She could only hope it wasn't because of her teens.

"So much for him being a werewolf, huh, Sti?" Seline mocks as Liam is rolled away.

Stiles rolls his eyes, "it was a theory."

"You should start trusting people more," Seline cups his cheeks, "not everyone wants to hurt us."

"Yeah," he wraps his arm around her waist, "well that is your and Scott's job."

Seline smiles and shakes her head, "you are unbelievable, Stilinski."

Stiles grins and leans closer to her, "and you are unbelievably beautiful, Hale."

Isaac clears his throat, making the couple look at him. Stiles glares at the beta for interrupting their moment. Pulling away from his touch, Seline crosses her arms, "yes. Lahey?"

"Would you two mind the PDA?" Isaac scoffs.

Seline tilts her head, "call Allison here, maybe she can cure your touch-starviness."

"Shit!" Isaac looks at the time, "we have a study date. I got to go."

"Yeah, 'study'," Seline smirks.

Isaac rolls his eyes, "bye."

"Use a condom!" Seline calls out after him. Isaac flicks her off without looking back at her. Seline turns back to Scott, who looks upset. It doesn't take a genius to figure out why. "Scott, you know it's not your fault, right?"

"I don't know," Scott sighs, shaking his head.

"Scott," Stiles reassures, "if you had used any wolf power, that kid wouldn't be limping, he would be crawling to the other half of his body."