Throughout the whole school day you were ignoring Scott and Stiles. Which you didn't seem to understand why.
"Y/n why you mad at us?"
You looked between Scott and Stiles who were in their lacrosse uniform.
"I'm not mad at you guys."
"Then who?"
"I'm mad at Derek Hale ! I saw hi at the party and I wanted to thank him, but then he was being such an asshole to me! He assumed I was talking to him from a date that I need to sleep with him! I mean the nerve of that guy!"
"Well you did look super hot."
You smacked Stiles in the chest.
"Doesn't mean he has a right to assume I want to have sex with him!"
"Hey! Im sorry! Don't start hitting me too."
"So your not mad at us ?"
You looked at Scott
"No I'm not. Just go play. We'll talk later. Coach already looking upset."
"Yeah see you after."
You three failed to noticed that behind the bleachers was Derek. You see them play and Jackson completely tackled Scott, you sighed into your hands. You could tell Scott was upset
"Hey! McCall ! McCall! My-my grandmother can move faster than that-- and she's dead! You think you can move faster than the lifeless corpse of my dead grandmother?" Coach said
He was all over Scott, and you somehow felt Scott's mood change. You quickly went down to the bench where Stiles was and hit his arm
"Stiles?"
"Yeah I felt it too."
"McCall gonna do it again!!! McCall gonna do it again!!" Yelled Coach
Jackson and Scott go back to their position, both ready to run into each other. Once the coach hit the whistle, they both ran. Shortly after Scott managed to knock Jackson down onto his back just like how he was before. Jackson slightly screamed in pain from
His shoulder, Stiles stood up and ran to Scott. You also ran to him.
"Scott?-"
"Wait y/n don't follow us."
Stiles helped Scott up as they went into the boys locker room. You could tell everyone was paying attention to Jackson, which was a good diversion. You quickly ran towards the boys locker room debating to go in or not. That's when you heard a low growled yell
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
"Screw it!"
You went inside and saw no one. For some reason the locker room looked oddly dark.
"Scott? Stiles?"
As you got Comte inside the locker room you could hear that someone was up ontop of them. Suddenly you felt someone jump on you as you were tackled to the floor, you see that Scott was on top of you, you looked directly into his eyes to see them golden. Then you felt so cold.
"Ahhh! Ahaha!"
Stiles had used the fire extinguisher on Scott and you. Which caused him to transform back.
"what the hell!"
You felt your arm being pulled, and then you see Scott transform back
"Stiles? Y/n? What happened?"
"You tried to kill us. It's like I told you before it's the anger, it's your pulse rising. It's a trigger."
You managed to stand up and wipe yourself,
"Your a werewolf."
Stiles and Scott looked at you. You then smacked them both aside the head, causing them both to wince in pain
"Next time you guys have meetings invite me too! I wanna be kept in loop! Not have one of my best friends pounce on me to just rip my throat out."
"That's the thing y/n, with you I didn't feel the urge to rip your throat out."
"It's good to know that it's only with me the feeling." Said Stiles
Stiles rolled his eyes
"I don't want to hurt either of you."
"Lacrosse is a trigger." You said
"Yeah it's a very violent game."
"That means you can't play Saturday. Your gonna have to get out of the game."
"But I'm first line."
"Not anymore."
You grabbed onto Scott's shoulder
"I'm sure if he learns how to control it he can. We just gotta find the werewolf that bit him."
"Yeah and that is Derek Hale."
You stopped
"What?"
"The were wolf that bit Scott is Derek Hale."
"Yes! I know stiles i was just... when did you guys find out?"
"Last night."
You hit them both in the head again
"Ow!"
"You could've told me ! See what happens when I don't find out! What if Derek wanted to rip my throat out last night. Oh my god!"
"What?"
"I threw my drink in his face."
Stiles and Scott looked at each other
"My god he wants to kill me now. "
"We'll protect you... "
"Thanks but I'm not scared of him."
"Cmon I think practice is over, plus Scott has work."
*timeskip*
You sat on your computer as Scott and Stiles were talking.
"You know Jackson is still an asshole."
"Yeah he is. But he has a soft spot for you y/n."
"Uh that's just cause I'm cheerleader."
"A hot one! Duh!"
"Stiles!-"
You noticed your screen freeze up but you also noticed someone behind Scott that's when you typed someone behind you Scott, and you noticed Stiles did the same soon after your screen crashed.
"Oh no! Scott!"
*meanwhile*
Scott pushed Derek off of him
"I saw you on the field!"
Scott was caught a bit off guard
"Wha-what are you talking about?"
"You shifted in front of them! If they find out what you are, they find out about me-- about all of us. And then it's not just the Hunters after us, it's everyone."
Scott got super nervous he sat on his bed and he felt like he was having another asthma attack.
"They didn't see anything! I s-swear, I--"
"And they won't. Because if you even try to play in that game on Saturday, I'm gonna kill you myself"
Scott sighed but he agreed. Soon Derek left
"God this is going to be horrible. I can just feel it. Why couldn't I be a normal teenage boy."
YOU ARE READING
Hybrid (Teen wolf x reader)
FanfictionYou've been bestfriends with Scott and Stiles since you were kids, but after your mother died you went to life with your father in Virginia. Now your back for your junior and senior year. Only to come with a bunch of mystery in Beacon hills. (^Thi...
