Sweet and Spicy [Isaac Lahey]

3 // knowing

》 Colline

It's been a week since I've been here. And a lot of strange things has been happening. Corpses found in the middle of the woods. Death parties and a murderer who kills specific people. And Scott. He's always out in the middle of the night. I would wake up is room was empty. But of course, not wanting to be the nosy sister, I would never ask. So, here I am, following him and Stiles. They're going to this old abandoned house in the middle of the woods. Carrying a body?

I hid behind a tree as they walked onto the porch. They opened the door and went in. I slid down the tree and sighed. What were they doing in there? I hadn't realized I fell asleep when I heard a scream, a loud one. It sounded like a roar, but I didn't care. I went inside the house and followed the scream.

And I was angered and terrified of what I saw, another man was there, Scott sat in a chair as a blow torch was on his skin. I took a good look at Scott, hr had bright yellow eyes. Fangs and claws. Stiles took a glance on me and was shocked. "Colline!"

"Stiles, she's back at home. Stop screaming her name!" Scott groaned in pain of the blow torch.

Before someone could speak, I fainted.

I opened my eyes, I was sitting on a chair. I could hear talking. Sounded like Scott, Stiles and another man. Must be the man I saw earlier.

"How did she even got here?"

"I don't know. She must've noticed that I was always gone. She was curious. Maybe she was too shy to ask where I was always going. So she followed us here."

"Who is she anyway?" a man asks.

"She's my sister, Derek."

"Hm. She does look and acts like a McCall."

"Guys, shut up I think she's actually waking up." Stiles talked.

My vision was still a blur when I slowly opened my eyes. I blinked a few times to make my eyesight a bit clearer.

"Hey, you feeling alright?" Scott asks, appearing in front of me.

"Yeah, just-"

I remembered how he looked like when I saw him. I started to back away from him. And he keeps saying not to be scared.

"Don't be scared, hey, I'm still your brother, Scott."

"With a little human defect." I hear someone whisper.

Scott sighs, "Shut up Derek."

"Don't touch me." I said.

"I won't hurt you, I promise. Please trust me." He says, calmly. Trying to reach out for me.

"Alright." Someone says, this Derek walked up to me and picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder and sat me up on the chair again. He pinned my wrists down and leaned in.

"Derek, hey." Stiles called out.

I kept trashing around, but he was too strong. "Listen Colline, you can ask all the questions you want, cry all the tears you have, punch every wall, scream until your last breath, but that'll never change the fact that your brother is a werewolf! Yes, that's right. Werewolf. He hasn't harmed anyone. He actually saves everyone. Including your mom, me, Stiles, and a lot more. So, listen to your brother and lessen the weight he has on his shoulders! Because right now, you're being that weight!" He said, his eyes turning a bright shade blue. Probably cerulean. And his nails grew claws.

I stopped trashing when I heard the last sentence. I just put my head down and started to cry. He lost his grip on me and I heard shoving.

"Stiles, get her out of here." Scott demanded.

"Of course." Stiles carried me and took me into his jeep.

On the way home, I was just huddled up on the corner. Maybe it wasn't right to snoop. Maybe-

"If you're thinking about what Derek said. That's not true. You're not a weight. You're not a burden."

I just stayed quiet until we got home and Stiles followed me into my room.

"Everything he said, was it true?" I asked Stiles before he could walk out the door.

"No-"

"So the werewolf part was false?"

"No. I mean, the werewolf part was real. But you being a weight, no." Stiles says, walking to me. I was silent for a moment, he was too.

"Werewolves have anger issues. Like really big anger issues. You have to understand." Stiles added.

"Does Lydia and Allison know?" I ask.

"Yes."

"We couldn't tell you, because we were afraid of how would you react. Like when your mom saw Scott shift, she didn't talk for him for a week." Stiles says, I just play with my fingers.

Just then, Stiles' phone rang.

"What?! Okay, alright, I'm on my way." Stiles hung up and looked at me, "I have to go, will you be-"

"Yeah. I'll be fine." I say.

He kisses my forehead and leaves.

Aside from Scott, Stiles was like a brother to me.

;

The doorbell kept ringing and ringing and I got annoyed and went down to open the door. Who is this now?

I opened the door and saw Scott. "I left my key."

"Uh yeah." I stood out of the way and let him in.

"About-"

"Look, Scott, you don't have to say anything. Stiles cleared it up for me. Werewolves have anger issues. And-"

I was taken aback when he hugged me. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine Scott." I said, rubbing his back.

"Tomorrow, I want you to come with me." He says, I furrow my eyebrows, "I want to show you sometihing."

"Sure, um, fine." I said to him.