the beginning

PChapter four: Scott

I woke up to a sleeping Stiles on the end of the bed. I sat up slowly trying to not wake him up and I looked around the room. he had a broken window, a hole in his wall from where I got a little too aggressive with him and pushed him hard up against the wall, his clothes were everywhere along with mine. I noticed an unopened condom on the floor and tried to remember if I used one or if that was the one I was supposed to use.  to my horror, I couldn't remember using one and shook Stiles away.

"what the fuck dude?!" he yelled at me as he fell off the bed. he landed on a thing of glass and I could smell the blood coming from his hand.

"oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said as I hopped up and pulled him from the floor. I looked at his hands and there was nothing wrong. "where did you cute yourself?"

"I didn't," he pulled his hand away and looked at me confused. he walked to his dresser and grabbed a shirt out of the drawer. "you're cleaning this up." he said as he went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"what? Why?" I asked confused.

he jerked his head out the door and gave me a goofy smile. "because I'm not the one who pushed me into a fucking window, or slammed me into a wall." then he disappeared behind the door again.

"well, maybe you shouldn't try to seduce the alpha if you cant handle it." I cracked back. I smiled when I heard the water stop. then he walked to the door and stood there, naked.

"I tamed your little doggy, calm down." then he walked back into the shower. the water started again. "start cleaning and when I get out I'll help you."

I did as he said. I cleaned the room within 40 minutes -minus the wall- and was sitting on his made bed contemplating why he called me a doggy. I'm no doggy, ill tell him. or maybe ill say, does that make you my bitch?  he walked out. "how was your shower?" really brain? that's not what we agreed upon.

"good, the room looks nice doggy." he snickered to himself as he went to the drawer to grab some jeans. I walked up behind him and grabbed him by the waste.

"if in the doggy, what are you?" I asked into his neck. he backed into.

"I don't know. what do you want me to be?" he sounded like he was teasing but his heart said differently. the truth was I didn't know what I was doing with him. I was still dating Allison. i leaned forward into his back and laid my head on his neck.

"right now I want us to be at school." he looked at the clock

"fuck!" he yelled. "come on pupper, we got shit to do!" he pointed forward and marched to the jeep.

we walked out to the jeep, he sat in the drives seat and patted my seat, "get in! we don't have time to waste." I hopped in the car and he took off before I could shut the door.

we got to school about 5 minutes too late. we took our late passes and walked to our first bell, which we shared and we took our seats. Lydia sat in front of us, she turned around.

"Derek is out. good luck explaining that to the doctors." she rolled her eyes and turned to face the board. she rose her hand.

"yes, Lydia?" the teacher asked the way to happily.

"ahh, may I go to the bathroom?" Lydia asked before she got her answer she got up and left.

Liam and Allison got up and ran after her. FUCK! what am I going to tell Allison? I turned to look at Stiles and he stood up holding his chest.

"Stiles, are you ok?" the teacher asked.

"it-it feels like I can't beat-" he was cut off by water that came flowing out of him.

without warning, Lydia screamed.