CHAPTER XXXI - CHERRY FLAVOURED

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'i'm glad he's dead and everybody else should be too.'



It was now the morning. I hadn't slept at all last night but I wasn't tired. Stiles was still asleep and had his arms wrapped tightly around me. Noah had come home last night not long after the boy had fallen asleep. I pretended to be asleep so the man wouldn't ask questions when he came home. Stiles began to stir beside me before his eyes opened slowly.

"Morning." I said and he smiled.

"Morning, did you sleep?" He asked in his morning voice. That's hot. What shut up, that's not hot.

"No, I watched you sleep though if that counts." I said and he laughed.

"You watched me sleep the whole night?" Asked the boy as he unwrapped his arms from me and sat up to face me.

"Not the whole night, I had to get up and feed. And your phone has been buzzing all night so I turned it off." I said and he laughed again before reaching over and grabbing his phone. He turned it on and began to read all the messages before his eyes widened. "What?" I asked

"Matt, he's dead. He drowned." Said the boy.

"Thank god." I said and the boy glared "That bitch killed me, I'm glad he's dead don't judge me." The boy smiled as he grabbed my hand looking me in the eyes.

"I'm so glad your not dead because then I wouldn't be able to do this." He said as he began to tickle me, I hate being tickled. He did that until I rolled over and fell off the bed onto the floor. Then he rolled over and fell on top of me with a thud. We both laughed as hard as we could. We made eye contact and just stared at each other. His eyes are beautiful. I could have sworn he began to move closer until Noah shouted from downstairs.

"Kids, breakfast." And we quickly pulled away from each other and walked downstairs to the man.

~~~

It had been a couple days since the whole dying incident. I had only talked to Stiles since then. We were now at school and Stiles had been clingy ever since that night.. He went everywhere I went, he even stood outside the bathroom when I went. I think he was scared after what happened that night, after I died. But I need personal space and I finally had some as I was in the guidance counsellors office. Apparently after that night we had mandatory sessions. I hadn't been home so I was wearing one of Stiles shirts and some leggings that I had left from one time I had slept over but at least this wasn't covered in my own blood.

"So Lilac, how are you?" Asked Miss Morrell. To be honest I didn't know how I was. I told myself I was fine but I wasn't. However, I didn't want this session to turn into a regular occurrence so I just answered with my normal response.

"I'm fine." I said but she just looked expressionless. She had probably heard the same response from at least a dozen other students.

"So I heard that Matts camera was found to have some inappropriate photos of you and another student." She said and I grimaced at the thought. Sheriff Stilinski had pulled me into his office after finding the photos. I was so embarrassed, he was like my father and he had seen me naked. The worst part was, he had now photoshopped the photos. Instead of them being Isaac, it was him. Fucking creep. He had done the same with Allison, built a whole fake relationship.

"Yeah he was a psycho." I said and the woman simply sighed.

"Yes but do you feel bad?" She asked

"Why would I feel bad? I'm glad he's dead and everyone else should be too." I said

"Do you feel sorry for the nine year old boy that drowned." She enquired. Part of me wanted to feel sorry for the boy who lost his sanity that day but I couldn't, not after everything I did.

"After everything he did, I don't think I can feel sorry for him. He killed people because of something that happened to him and I don't believe that they deserved it. I don't believe that they deserved to die." I said. It was true, everybody that was killed by the kanima didn't deserve it. Well except Mr Lahey, that bastard deserved it after what he did to Isaac.

"And how are you doing with everything?" She asked next.

"Well Stiles and me are the only ones who have talked since that night. We haven't left each other's sides. I haven't spoken to Scott but I think he's taking time to process everything and Allison, she's grieving her mother. I tried to talk to her but she's had ignored me. The funny thing is, Lydia seems the most normal right now." I said

"But how are you doing?" She asked

"I think that maybe seeing all those dead bodies triggered something in me. It was like finding my parents bodies all over again. It's like I'm overwhelmed with so many emotions yet I don't feel anything. I jump at loud noises and I flinch if somebody moves to fast. I'm always afraid that something bad is going to happen." I explained and it felt good to finally open up to someone.

"It's normal to feel that way after a traumatic event. What do you do to release it?" She asked

"Sometimes I try to cry but I can't, it's like I have no tears left. I used to go to parties to cope with the pain and forget but there's so much pain that it's hard to forget, hard to hold on." I said

"Maybe that's how Matt felt, like he didn't know how to cope with the pain, how to hold on." She said and I sighed as she began to talk about how I should schedule some more appointments. After agreeing even though I wouldn't go, I left her office to see Stiles sat on one of the chairs in the waiting room. His appointment was straight after mine. "Hey, have fun." I said as he smiled and walked towards the office.

~~~

It was now later the same day and we were at the lacrosse game. We had come because apparently Jackson was here. I hadn't had any contact from the boy and I was worried about him. Apparently Gerard was now the master to him. He had been the one to drown Matt, I wish it was me. Anyway, I was sat beside Stiles on the bench before Scott approached. He smiled at us before speaking.

"Is your dad coming?" He asked the other boy

"Yeah, he's already here." Stiles replied as he turned to point at his father who was sat on the bleachers next to Scott's mom.

"Have you guys seen Allison?" Scott asked next but I sighed. The girl was too busy grieving the loss of her mother to come to a lacrosse game.

"No, have you seen Lydia?" I asked but the two boys replied with the same answer.

"Do you know what's going on?" The buzz cut boy asked his best friend.

"Not yet." Said the werewolf with a sigh.

"Something bad is going happen isn't it? Like people running for their lives kind of bad right?" I asked the beta

"Looks like it." He said sadly referring to my brother who could kill somebody at any moment. I had yet to tell the boys about Jackson, I plan to after this game. I couldn't keep the secret forever. I sighed. Stiles grabbed my hand and rubbed circles over my palm sending me a small smile which I returned.

"The other night, see my dad get hit over the head by Matt and watching Lilac... die. Whilst I'm just lying there and I can't move.." said Stiles sadly "I want to help you know? But I can't do the things either of you can."

"Stiles you might be human but you're perfect the way you are. Okay that was cringey but it's true. I wouldn't ask for another best friend." I said and the boy smiled at my response.

"She's right." Said Scott in agreement. It didn't matter if the boy was human, he was part of the pack and he didn't have to change.

"We're loosing guys." The buzz cut boy sighed.

"What are you talking about? The game hasn't even started yet. No put on your helmet and get out there. You're in for Greenberg." Said Coach and I smiled at the boys excited look.

"What happened to Greenberg?"He asked

"What happened to Greenberg? He sucks, you suck slightly less." Said Coach and the boy sighed excitedly.

"I'm playing?" He asked once more for confirmation.

"Yes unless you'd rather play with yourself." Said Coach

"I already did that today. Twice." Said Stiles and I grimaced.

"Really? I've been with you all day. You did it whilst I was in the house. Gross." I said disgusted by the boy who's face went completely red. I let go of his hand and pulled hand sanitiser from my bag before applying. Scott laughed at my actions but Stiles stood up ready to get on the felid. I quickly stood up and looked at the boy. "You're gonna do great." I said and kissed the boy on the cheek making him turn a deeper red before he left onto the field. I sat back down next to Scott who was smirking.

"You're so in love with each other." Said the werewolf

"No we are not." I said and he laughed. I wasn't in love with Stiles, it was just a stupid crush. I wasn't in love with my best friend. I could hear Noah in the stands talking to Melissa.

'Oh no, why is my son on the field' asked the man

'Because he's on the team?" The woman replied

'He's on the team, he's on the team. My son is on the field.' Shouted Noah as he rose from his seat as a proud father.

I then saw Lydia come onto the field , she sent me a smile and wave before she moved up the bleachers and sat beside both of the boys parents. Stiles was nervous as he lined up, I could smell it. The whistle blew and the game began.

~~~

It was later into the game and we weren't doing so well. Stiles had been wandering around aimlessly. Then all of a sudden, he caught the ball in his stick but didn't even get the chance to move as a player of the opposite team tackled the boy to the ground. Oh he was not going to get away with that. I winced as the boy fell harshly to the ground and groaned in pain.

"He's probably just warming up." Said Melissa trying to reassure not only herself but the others too.

The boy who had just tackled Stiles went to the bench to grab a drink and I walked over, Scott didn't even notice I had left. I sat down beside the boy and he looked at me. I looked him straight in the eyes "trip over your own feet on the field." I said before smiling and walking away. I sat back down next to Scott who was smiling at me. I know he heard but didn't say anything as he turned back to the game.

The ball once again landed in Stiles stick. "I got it, I got it." Shouted the boy before another two players from the team knocked over the boy. The player I had compelled had been pulled out because he couldn't even take a step without tripping. Oh well. Another ball then hit Stiles helmet making the boy let out an 'ow' as the crowd began to boo at the boy.

'Theres plenty of time to turn it around.' Lydia told the adults.

Somebody then sat beside me, I turned around to see Isaac. "Hey freezer boy." I said and he smiled at the nickname. Before he could reply Scott turned to the boy before speaking.

"You came to help?" He asked

"I came to win. Got a plan yet?" Replied he curly headed boy wearing his signature smirk.

"No, right now we are trying to keep my br- I mean Jackson from murdering everyone here." I said mentally cursing myself for the slip up.

"Well that might be easier if Scott was actually in the game." Said the curly headed boy.

"I could just compel coach to let you play." I said and the boy sighed.

"Gerard wouldn't let it happen, we need to give coach no other options but to let him play." Said Isaac

"Can you do it without putting anybody in the hospital?" Scott asked

"I can try." He replied as he placed his helmet on his head and stood up ready to play in the game. At least he's better than Stiles. The boy walked into the field ready for the game. The whistle blew and the players were running for the ball before Isaac knocked over one of our players. Coach was less than pleased.

"Lahey!" He shouted but the boy shrugged. "Ramirez, you're in." He said as the next player from the line went in. It wasn't long before he was down and the next player was put in and then the next, each ending with them on the ground. The crowd all cringed at the injuries, each one seeming harsher than the last. "Lahey! Seriously what the hell is your problem."

The game carried on and there were no more players left on the bench. Then Isaac fell to ground from Jackson hitting him. Me and Scott ran over to the injured boy who hadn't moved a muscle. "It's not broken, but I can't love it. I think Jackson nicked me because I can feel it spreading." He said and I grabbed the boys hand and he understood what I meant as he flicked out his claws and I shoved them into the boys leg. This would help release the toxin and speed up the healing. Medics came over and took the boy away on a stretcher.

"Don't die on me freezer boy." I shouted and I heard him laugh.

"I better get something to make me feel better." He said smirking and it was my turn to laugh.

"Oh I have something in mind." I said and his smirk went away at my boldness before he was off the field. Me and Scott walked back to the bench with a very annoyed coach.

"McCall, either you're in or we forfeit." The man said and Scott let out a sigh of relief. Our plan had worked. The boy stood up placing his helmet on his head and grabbing his stick before running into the game. Things might just work out.

~~~

It hadn't been long since Scott had been put in and he had disappeared. I saw him leave in the direction of the locker rooms but I decided not to follow. I wanted to cheer on Stiles because everybody else wanted to boo him. He hadn't been doing very well in the game until the ball rolled to his feet. He looked down at the object as the whole crowd began to scream at him to shoot. He scooped the ball into his stick and ran towards the goal. Players began to chase him as he ran but he was faster. This is what I'm talking about. He had reached the goal but was frozen, completely still as the crowd yelled for him to shoot.

"Stilinski shoot the ball!" Shouted coach from beside me and I stood on the bench and shouted

"Shoot it Stiles!" I screamed and the boy turned his head in my direction before shooting a goal. He scored a goal. I jumped up in the air cheering for my best friend. He scored a goal. He had the biggest smile on his face and we almost in disbelief at his own actions. The whole crowd was screaming cheers for the boy.

"I scored a goal." I heard the boy ask himself. "I scored a goal, I scored a goal." He screamed this time.

The game started again and the boy was doing amazing. He had scored another goal and another and all the team was praising him. Well everybody except for Jackson who was watching Scott who had reappeared moments ago. It was almost time and I saw Jackson start to turn. No not here. Then the timer began to buzz and I jumped from my seat towards Stiles. He noticed me coming towards him and smiled. I jumped into the boys arms as he swung me around.

"I'm so proud of you." I said but before he could reply all the lights on the field turned off. It was black. I jumped from the boys arms and grabbed his hand tightly, he squeezed back in reassurance before I felt something cover my face. Hands grabbed me and I felt my hand slip from Stiles. The cover was soaked in something, vervain.  The hands were dragging me away from the field. I could here Stiles struggle, they had him too. I was loosing consciousness but before I did I smelt blood, Jackson's blood. Then I blacked out.

~~~

When I awoke it was bright. The smell of blood hit my nostrils and I tried to lift my hands but they were tied down and they burned. Vervain. I groaned at the brightness before I heard grunts of pain. My eyes slowly opened and I adjusted my vision. I looked to see Stiles, he was bruised and beaten, laying on the ground. A figure stood above him.

"Get away from him." I said weakly and the man turned to look at me. It was Gerard.

"Ah, the bloodsuckers awake. I was showing your friend here a welcoming." He said

"Touch him again and I'll kill you." I said as I pulled against the restraints but it just burned more.

"Just like I killed your precious brother." He said and I felt my heart fall into my stomach. No Jackson wasn't dead, he wasn't.

"What? No he's not dead." I said and Stiles looked at me confused. As far as he knew I had no family.

"She doesn't have a brother." Said the beaten boy but the man laughed.

"She hasn't told you? Jackson Whittemore is her biological brother, her twin brother." He said and Stiles looked over to me.

"Is this true?" He asked with a hurt expression.

"Yes, I was going to tell you after the game." I said before turning back to the old man. "What did you do to him?" I asked as I pulled one hand free without him noticing.

"He's dead, it happened on the field." He said with a smirk and I felt a tear drop from my eye. My brother was dead.

"I'm gonna kill you, you bastard." I said as I ripped my other hand free and lunged for the man. Before I could reach him, he pulled out something from behind his back and shoved it into my stomach. I looked down to see a wooden stake. I dropped to my knees in pain  and the man smiled before walking back up the stairs. Blood began to pour from my stomach before Stiles spoke.

"Oh my god Li, are you okay?" He asked as I turned to face him. His eyes widened at the wooden object embedded into my stomach. I grabbed the stake with both hands and pulled it out. I let out grunts of pain but I could feel it begin to heal. It was slower than usual because I was weak but it was healing.

"I'm fine." I said as I began to untie the boys restraints.

"Were you actually going to tell us about Jackson?" He asked and I sighed as I untied the boys feet.

"I wanted to wait until the kanima drama was over you know, so we could do it together. I guess now it's never gonna happen." I said as I untied the last restraint and sat on the ground. The boy sat next to me pulling me into his shoulder as I cried. I can't believe Jackson was dead. "Here." Said the boy as he leaned his head to the side. I knew what he meant as I leaned up and fed from the boy. The taste was mixed with my tears making it taste salty but I pulled away.

"Thank you Stiles." I said and then the door opened. Somebody made their way down the stairs as we stood on our feet and I pushed the human boy behind me. It was Chris.

"I'm not here to hurt you, I'm here to let you go." Said the man with a sigh. I didn't need to be told twice as I grabbed the boys hand and pulled him out. I muttered a quiet thank you before we left.








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