Devoted ║ Liam Dunbar

║ Chapter 5 ║

''I don't see him anymore, I don't even like him that much anymore, but it's what he used to be like before-'' he seemed to cut himself off as I frowned sadly, ''yeah.. My moms not around anymore. Sometimes it's just something to distract you.'' I breathed out not really wanting to go into much more detail.

''Anyway enough of all this sad talk, wanna skip gym?'' I spoke as I saw a soft smile appear on his face.

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''So is Stiles your only brother?'' Liam questioned as the two of us strolled around the outside of the school. ''Yeah- sadly.'' I laughed. ''How about you, are you the only child?''

''Yeah, I wish I wasn't- it's boring.'' Liam replied turning up to face me. ''You and Stiles do look a lot alike though.'' He added on, ''well he is my brother.'' I giggled softly.

''But siblings always steal your things, they're not that good.''

''Yeah but you always have somebone to talk to- like Stiles is so close to you.'' He replied as I looked down to my feet. ''He's protective.''

''Well if I had a sister I would be protective of her- especially because of all this supernatural stuff.'' He gestured with his hand as I chuckled. ''Have you always been that close??''

''Well- kinda, he got more protective since the bite.''

''How did you get the bite?''

''You like to ask questions don't you.'' I laughed seeing him smile, ''I just want to know more about you.'' He shrugged as the eye contact lingered for a second before I smiled turning to the floor.

''So which is the better school, Denevord prep or Beacon hills?'' I pushed my curly hair behind my ear, ''oh, definatly Denevord.'' He rolled his eyes. ''No, this school is better. That place sucked, everybody was so nasty.''

''The best thing was probably the lacrosse team.'' Liam then added on. ''Well the only good thing about our Lacrosse team is the fact we have two werewolfs on there.''

''I made the team?'' He knotted his eyebrows together. ''I don't see why not- I mean you were the best player there.''

''I basically died in front of everybody, Jenna.'' He overreacted. ''Yeah, okay, you 'died'.'' I playfully rolled my eyes as we walked on the outside of the classroom that had a full wall of windows. As I turned in a pair of identical eyes met mine.

''Shit!'' I cursed seeing Stiles directly staring back at me, his jaw dropping. ''What?'' Liam laughed in confusion before turning to face where I was looking, ''oh no-'' I quickly dived behind the wall where Liam also was hearing the voices from inside the classroom.

''Mr Stilinski is there something more interesting outside than there is in here?'' I heard the male teacher questioned as I snickered at my stammering brother. ''N-no sir.''

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Later that day I walked outside with my friend Amy, ''god he's so cute.'' She commented. ''Wha- you're not talking about Stiles- oh god go away.'' I snorted as she started laughing before walking in the opposite direction from me. ''See you.''

''Ugh, bye.'' I giggled softly before walking out seeing my brother inpatiently waiting in his jeep. From the corner of my eye I also spotted a Liam Dunbar already looking towards me, I flashed him a quick smile and a wave which he returned which made me feel super happy, before climbing into my brothers car.

''You.'' He pointed towards me. ''Me?'' I poked myself in the chest. ''Skipping class?!'' He exclaimed as I rolled my eyes. ''It was only gym, calm down.''

''Yeah well, I'm sure coach isn't happy about it either. That kid's a bad influence on you.'' Stiles attempted to tell me off but I just ended up laughing. ''Please, you sound like dad.''

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Later that night I walked down the hall to get a drink when I noticed Stiles and Scott working on Stiles's lucite murder board. ''Woah-'' I breathed out stepping through. ''Ugh Jenna.'' Stiles spoke, ''maybe you-''

''Oh Stiles, just let her see what's going on.'' Scott laughed as I smiled towards Scott. ''Thanks Scott, brother I wish I had.'' I playfully eyed Stiles.

''Hey th-''

''Stiles.'' Scott warned as I chuckled watching Stiles carry on with whatever he was doing.
I laid on my belly, across Stiles's bed looking at the board, interested in everything on there. My eyes scanned over the board, looking at the tape from the death of the Walcott's, (Seans family), my eyes then landed on the mute who was killed by Peter Hale. Stiles then explained the death happened after the incident with the claymore mine at the school.

Eventually I got bored with all the talking and working out they were doing and ended up passing out on my bed into a well deserved slumber.

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