𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐝 ▷ 𝐬. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢 ✓

𝟏𝟓. 𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞

CHAPTER FIFTEEN
sour hale

YASMINE MCCALL

"What did he say?"

I yelled out of shock and looked up from my phone only to see Derek Hale standing in the corner of my bedroom with his arms crossed over his chest and in his signature leather jacket.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" I hissed lowly, trying not to attracted Scott's attention. "It's not even six AM yet!"

The Alpha had just been in my bedroom last night and almost murdered me, and now Derek had managed to sneak into my bedroom while I was texting Danny.

Derek walked closer with a serious look on his face. "What. Did. He. Say?" He asked much slower and much scarier as I slowly stood up from my bed and began backing up. He just kept walking closer and closer until my back hit a wall and I was trapped.

My breath picked up in fear. "C-can you move?" I asked scared and felt my confidence rise again, but very slowly. "I-I'm only wearing a towel," I pointed out and nodded towards my body that was only covered by the hot pink, fluffy towel.

Derek realized that he'd been way too close and backed up, but the same stern stare remained on his face as his face stayed neutral.

"Nothing," I sighed and sat down on my bed, making sure he couldn't see anything he wasn't suppose to. "He just stood in the corner of my bedroom and when I woke up and saw him, it was like he had to prove the power he currently possessed."

Derek's thick eyebrows pulled together. "Why do you say that?"

"Because he pressed his claws to my throat and covered my throat, proving that, if he had wanted, he could literally kill me right then and there, and nobody would even know anything." I gulped and uncomfortably rubbed the back of my neck. "He jumped out the window before I could yell for anyone, and I saw him turn back into a human, but I never saw anything that could reveal his true identity."

Derek nodded and suddenly, he just opened the window and jumped out. I rushed over and looked over, but Derek was nowhere in sight.

"Yasmine, you up yet?" I heard Scott yell from the corridor. "And can I come in?"

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down so he wouldn't see how flustered I was. "Yeah, come in."

Scott opened the door with a small smile on his face, his brown eyes staring into mine. "Mom already left, so I'm taking you to school today."

"I know she left, Scott. I do have to get school a little earlier today, so is it possible for us to leave twenty minutes earlier?" I asked and smiled sheepishly. "I have to finish my assignment for Harris, but I need something from the Art classroom to do that."

"Sure," Scott agreed and ruffled his wet hair. "We can leave early, just be down soon, then."

"Okay."

The minute Scott closed the door and I heard him walk away again, I sighed relieved and fell back onto my bed, correcting my towel. Why did this all have to be so fucking stressful?

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I played gently with my loose curls as I sat in front of Stiles. After finishing my assignment for Mr. Harris, I dropped by his office and dropped it off before I came to this classroom where the first lesson of today would take place.

Scott walked into the classroom and immediately Stiles' face turned sour. Obviously he was still angry that the other night, Scott had chosen to protect Allison which had almost gotten his dad hurt.

"Still not taking to me?" My brother asked as he took a seat by the desk behind our best friend. He sighed when Stiles didn't answer him. "Can you at least tell me if your dad's okay?" Scott asked, referring to the fact that Sheriff Stilinski had seen Chris Argent kill the mountain lion that allegedly 'terrorized' the town.

"He means, is he okay after what happened there with almost getting hit?" I asked Stiles, making Scott's question a little more specific.

Stiles looked over at me with an annoyed look over his features, but I knew it wasn't directed towards me but towards my idiotic brother who just didn't understand that Stiles was currently mad at him, and kept going.

"What if I told you that I'm trying to figure this whole thing out?" Scott gave up on apologizing. "And that I went to Derek for help?"

Stiles sighed and dropped his pencil on his desk. "If I was talking to you, I'd say you're an idiot for trusting him. But obviously I'm not talking to you."

The belle rang loudly above us, meaning the lesson was now officially beginning. I leaned down and pulled out my books and a pen from my bag as I watched Stiles who looked like he was having an argument with himself inwardly.

Stiles spun around in his chair. "What'd he say?!" He asked curiously.

A grin took over Scott's features as his best friend finally spoke to him again. Why Stiles was so mad, I don't know, because his father didn't get hurt and he was fine. Something in me hoped that maybe, just maybe, he cared for me in a way beyond friendship and that's why he was pissed at Scott; because I was hit, but I think everyone knew that there was no way that that would ever happen.

I was happy that my brother and my crush were now on speaking terms again, but I was still so worried about everything else. The Alpha had once again proven to me that he could take my life anytime or the life of someone I cared about at any time of the day or night. Scott still didn't know about the Alpha and Derek, and since Stiles didn't know either, I'd prefer to keep it that way so that they wouldn't be worrying about me instead of what was really important; finding out who the Alpha was.

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Scott opened the door to the classroom and let me walk out first, a small smile on his face. Stiles was talking to him again and that meant the world to him, because Scott and Stiles always spoke and they never stayed mad at each for long.

"What? He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?" Stiles questioned what Derek had told Scott to do that day in the parking lot.

"Yeah,"

"Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but every time you do that, you try to kill someone and that someone's usually me or Yasmine." Stiles told him, shooting me a look that spelled 'I can't believe Scott's taking Derek's help'.

Scott sighed. "I know! That's what he means when he says he doesn't know if he can teach me."

"But you have to be able to control it," I told Scott and placed a hand on his arm.

Stiles glanced over at Scott and me as I walked in the middle. "How's he gonna teach you to do that?"

"I don't know," Scott shrugged. "I-I don't think he does either."

"Okay, when are you seeing him again?!" Stiles asked annoyed, throwing his head back.

"He told me not to talk about it," Scott told our best friend. "Just act normal and get through the day-"

Stiles stopped walking and slapped Scott's shoulder, careful not to strike me in the face. "When?"

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "He's picking up Scott at the animal clinic after work," I told Stiles.

Stiles nodded. "After work. Alright, that gives us to the end of the school day." He shared a look with me to which I nodded, understand what he was implying.

Scott looked blank as always. "To do what?" He questioned Stiles and I.

"To teach you ourselves," Stiles and I said in unison and shared a determined look before we began walking to class, leaving Scott behind who looked like he was in deep thought.

Stiles stopped and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Yas, are you okay?"

"Yeah, why?" I asked way too fast as I gulped.

Stiles sighed. "I can see something's wrong. Does your leg still hurt?!"

"No, Stiles." I calmed him down and shot him a toothless smile. "It's just that I'm worried about this whole thing with Scott and the Alpha, nothing else. I'm fine, really."

Stiles stared deep into my eyes and refused to give up before he slumped his shoulders and nodded. "Okay, I believe you." He replied and wrapped an arm around my shoulder as we began walking down the hallway. "Now, how do you suggest we teach Scott without any help from Sour Wolf?"

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I watched as Lydia strutted away from Allison's table. Derek had told Scott to stay away from Allison and he was doing exactly that, just not very discreetly. Allison was seated at a table close to us and my idiot brother was holding a book in front of his face because he thought it wouldn't make it even more obvious that he was avoiding her.

"I think the book's making it more obvious!" Stiles told my brother and slapped his hand down on the 'World History' book.

I glanced over at Allison. "Besides, she's reading anyway."

Scott poked his head out and immediately his eyes went to Allison before he returned his gaze to Stiles. "Did you come up with a plan yet?"

"I think so," Stiles answered and bit into his green apple.

Scott decided to push his luck. "Does that mean you don't hate me now?"

"No, but your crap had infiltrated my life, so now I have to do something about it." Stiles replied, his eyes locked on Scott. "Plus, I'm definitely a better Yoda than Derek."

"Okay, yeah, you teach me."

"Yeah, I'll be your Yoda."

"Yeah, you be my Yoda."

I rolled my eyes at the pointless conversation between my best friend and my brother, and continued to take notes for the History homework due next period as they just kept going.

"Your Yoda I will be." Stiles said in a voice that he probably thought sounded like Yoda's. "I said it backwards-"

"Yeah," Scott interrupted loudly. "I know."

"Alright, you know what, I definitely still hate you." Stiles exclaimed. "Oh, yeah!" He said and snatched the book from Scott's hands and grabbed his backpack before he stood up and began walking away.

Just as Scott picked up his own backpack and tried to rush out before Allison saw him, the brunette noticed him and grabbed her own thing as she rushed after him. I rolled my eyes and took the last bite of my pasta dish before I picked up my shit and walked after them, throwing my empty pasta box in the trashcan.

I made it out into the hallway to see Scott rushing into the boys' restroom, Allison running after him. She stopped just as the door shut and realized that she couldn't go in. She tried to call his name, but I knew he was not coming out as long as she was still out there, so he was probably listening with his super hearing to make sure she was gone.

Allison's brown eyes met mine and I saw the pleading look in them, making me feel bad. I shrugged and shot her a assuring smile before I spun around on my boots and began walking in the direction of my locker.

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So, hi!

Honestly, I can't wait for the upcoming episodes because I feel like I can play more with Yasmine's storyline and I know she wasn't very 'in center' in this chapter, but that's because this was basically a filler.

xo.