Willow ↠ Teen Wolf

[6]

"Danny! Danny, come on. I said I'm sorry." Willow pestered her friend as he was getting ready for practice. Willow was currently in the boys' locker room to get Danny to forgive her before going out to the field. "Danny. Danny. Danny." Willow repeated his name as she poked his chest.

After leaving Lydia's party in a hurry, Willow had met up with Danny over the weekend to make it up to him and left him at the club because of a Scott emergency.

"Danny." Willow whined grasping onto his jersey.

"Oh my god! Willow, apology accepted." Danny snapped with a groan.

"I promise I'll never ditch you again." Willow wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a quick hug.

"You better not." He replied, not being able to stay mad at her for too long. "We should head out." The other players were going out to the field as well.

Willow nodded, following him to the door when she saw Scott leaning against his locker with an unreadable look.

"Why aren't you dressed?" She stopped next to Stiles who was ready like her.

"Remember the hunters?" Scott spoke up, pain etched on his face. "Her dad is one of them."

"Her dad?" Stiles asked after his initial shock.

"Whose dad?" Willow asked Stiles with wide eyes. "Allison's dad?" She asked Scott.

"Shot me..." Scott hit the back of his head to his locker looking like he was in a trance.

"Allison's father?" Stiles asked, one hand on the locker.

"...with a crossbow." Scott continued still looking ahead.

"Are you sure it was him?" Willow winced hoping he'd say no but knowing their luck she didn't get her hopes up.

"Allison's father?" Stiles repeated himself, speaking at the same time as Willow.

"Yes, her father! I'm sure!" Scott yelled, his chest heaving up and down. "Oh my god! Oh my god-" His anger quickly turned into panic when realization hit him.

"No, Scott, come on, snap back. You okay?" Stiles rushed over to him, gently slapping Scott's face who was moaning about dying. "Hey, all right. He didn't recognize you, right?"

"What? No, no, no. I don't think so." Scott snapped out of it, shaking his head.

"We still gotta be careful around him." Willow bit her lip, trying to think if she ever saw hunters in her nightmares but her mind blanked.

"Does she know about him?" Stiles asked freaking Scott out again.

"Oh, yeah, I don't know. What if she does?" He asked with wide eyes as their heard coach blow his whistle. "This is gonna kill me, man. I can't." He scrunched up his face and made a whining sound.

"Okay, just focus on lacrosse, okay? Here, Scott, take this." Stiles handed Scott his gear. "Take this and focus on lacrosse for now, okay? That's all you gotta do, yeah?" He piled up everything on the floor in Scott's hands who was clearly still freaking out.

"Lacrosse." Scott said in a pained tone.

"Here we go." Stiles clapped Scott's arm and rushed out to the field.

"Come on Scotty. Breathe with me." Willow put a hand on her friend's shoulder and took a deep breath. After couple of breaths, she retracted her hand and smiled. "Now, if you want to leave and go home I can tell coach you got sick. But I gotta go out there before coach comes in here and beats both of us." She winced when she heard coach yelling out their names.