11 Lunatic

After a long weekend of spending time with the girls and Nate, school was finally starting again. I got dressed in a black long-sleeve cold-shoulder crop-top, a high-waisted plaid skirt and black heels. As I was finishing putting on my makeup I could hear my mom talking to Scott, "This isn't just about what happened at the school, is it? It's Allison, right? You want to talk about it?"

"Not with you."

"Hey, I've been through a few breakups myself. Disastrous ones actually."

"I don't care about your breakups. And I'm getting her back." He then slams the door to the bathroom ending the conversation.

I hear my mom sigh as she walks out of his room. I stand up to meet her in the hall. "Don't worry about him, he's not talking to me about it either."

"Thanks, Scarlett. I just wish he would talk to me." She pauses to think, "You would talk to me if you and Nate broke up, right?"

I smiled gently, "Of course. But that's not going to happen."

She smiled back then made her way downstairs. I followed after her a few minutes later.

*_*_*_*_*_*

Lydia and I arrive at school together and wait for Allison at our lockers. As soon as she's with us we make our way to class. "It's just weird. Everyone's talking about what happened the other night. And nobody knows it was us." Allison speaks.

"Thank you protection of minors." Lydia says at the same time I say, "Thank God for that."

"Do you girls think I made the wrong decision?" Allison asks.

Lydia speaks before I can, "About that jacket with that shirt? Absolutely."

"You know what I mean."

Again before I can say anything, Lydia speaks, "Hello, Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead. He's lucky we're not pressing charges or making him pay our therapy bills." She pauses then glances at me, "Sorry."

I just shake my head then answer, "He was trying to protect us. Maybe not in the best way but his heart was in the right place. And I don't think you're making a mistake. You have to do what feels right to you. No one but you can make that decision. Just try to be friends with him again before you date."

*_*_*_*_*_*

Allison and I sat next to each other in the exam room, Stiles was a little ways ahead of us and Scott next to him. As the test got passed back, Mr. Harris started speaking,

"You have 45 minutes to complete the test. 25% of your grade can be earned right now by simply putting your full name on the cover. However, as happens every year, one of you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher. So let's get the disappointment over with. Begin."

Ah classic Harris, always disappointed in his students.

I start the test right as he finishes talking. The first few minutes go by fast and the questions are relatively simple. But after a few moments of listening to nothing but the sound of pencil on paper and the occasional turn of a page, Scott abruptly stands up and grabs his bag, rushing out of the room. 

Stiles quickly rushes after him, I got to stand to follow but before I can Harris yells, "Miss McCall if you leave this room I will fail you."

"But my brother-"

"Sit. Down."

I sigh then sit back down, I quickly close my eyes and take a breath to calm myself then finish the test in front of me.

*_*_*_*_*_*

I sat outside working on homework waiting for the lacrosse team to come out so I could watch practice. I glance up when I hear some noise. I can see Stiles and Scott walking out. Stiles has a huge grin stretched across his face. 

Stiles' grin is contagious and I can feel a smile make its way onto my face. As he looks up and spots me he waves his arm to get me to go to them. I put my books on my papers to make sure they don't blow away then head down.

As soon as I'm in hearing distance Stiles excitedly blurts out, "Scott made co-captain and I'm first line!"

My jaw drops in shock, but I quickly recover and start smiling. I pull the two boys into a hug, "Congratulations! I'm so happy for you both!" 

I can tell that Stiles is way more excited than Scott and so can he. I frown at Scott who has a pout on his face, "Why aren't you freaking out? Stiles is!"

Stiles nods his head in agreement as Scott replies, "What's the point? It's just a stupid title. And I could practically smell the jealousy in there."

I screw up my face in disgust as Stiles questions, "You smelled jealousy?"

"It's like the full moon's turned everything up to ten."

Stiles' interest is piqued as he asks, "Can you pick up on stuff like desire?"

I immediately roll my eyes already knowing where this conversation is going, "I'm going to go sit back down," I mumble but neither boy is paying attention as Scott asks, "What do you mean desire?"

I don't hear the rest of the conversation as I sit back down and continue my homework.

I watch as Lydia follows Scott away from a group of friends. After a few minutes, she comes back to the bleachers. Instead of heading to the group of girls she left she makes a bee-line for me.

I start putting my homework away as she smiles at me. "What did Scott want?"

"He just asked me if Allison still likes him. I don't know why he hasn't asked you."

"He doesn't want to talk to my mom or me about it."

Lydia just nods her head as she watches practice.

The players are doing drills, Scott and Stiles are waiting in line for their turn. Soon Scott steps up. When Coach blows the whistle Scott runs forward and is sent to the ground by Nate and another player. 

Coach laughs, then blows the whistle for the next player. But before anyone can step up Scott takes the place once again. 

"That's the spirit. Earn it, McCall!" Coach cheers for my brother. I start biting on my lip nervous about what is about to happen.

Scott quickly passes through Nate and the other player. As he makes it to Danny, who is in the goal, he shoves his elbow into Danny's helmet sending him to the ground.

I gasp and quickly stand up. Lydia and I rush to the field to make sure that our friend is alright.

"Is he okay?" Lydia and I ask Jackson in unison, the moment we reach his side.

"It looks like he's just got a bloody..." He trails off staring at Lydia.

"What?" She snaps.

"Your lipstick."

She quickly reaches into her purse pulling out a compact mirror to see that her lipstick is smeared. Clearly I wasn't paying much attention because I didn't notice.

As she fixes the smear she casually says, "I wonder how that happened."

I glance at her then look towards Stiles as Jackson hums, "Yeah. I wonder."

*_*_*_*_*_*

I was downstairs eating my dinner while texting Nate, making up reasons why I couldn't hang out with him tonight. Stiles should be here soon so we could lock Scott up for the full moon.

My mother was rushing around the house double-checking that she had everything for work. The sound of a car door slams shut and not even a minute later the front door opens.

My mom and I turn, expecting to see Scott, "Stiles, I thought the door was locked?" My mom says surprised.

"It was. I had a key made." Stiles proudly smiles as he holds up the house key.

My mom looked over her shoulder towards me as I shrugged in response. She turns back to Stiles shaking her head, "That doesn't surprise me. Worries me. Doesn't surprise me."

Stiles drops his black duffel bag as I move to stand beside my mom. It lands in front of us with a heavy metal clunk. The three of us gaze down at the bag in awkward silence. 

"Uh, School project," Stiles says glancing at my mom.

Mom sighs then looks between the two of us, "He's okay, right?"

"Who? Scott?" Stiles asks.

"No, she's asking about Bigfoot." I roll my eyes.

Stiles glares then answers, "Yeah. Totally."

I put a hand on my mom's shoulder, "He's had a rough week mom."

"He just doesn't talk to me anymore. Not like he used to."

My heart breaks a little at the sad look on my mom's face, "He'll talk when he's ready. You know that." I smiled, trying to reassure her.

She smiled back then took a breath and spoke to Stiles and me, "Okay, be careful tonight. Full moon, you know."

Stiles and I quickly looked at each other with wide eyes then exclaimed, "What?"

My mom looks confused but answers with a small smile, "There's a full moon tonight. You should see how the ER gets. All the nut jobs come out."

"Oh right," Stiles says as I sigh and nod.

"You know, it's how they came up with the word lunatic."

Stiles nods as I kiss her on the cheek saying a quick goodbye. She then walks out the door, shutting it behind her. Stiles picks up the bag and we trudge upstairs to Scott's room.

*_*_*_*_*_*

Stiles and I walk into Scott's room, I turn on the light then look up to see Scott sitting on his bed. Stiles and I both jump. My hand fly's to my chest as I take a breath to try and steady my racing heart. Stiles gasps, "Dude. You scared the hell out of us."

Scott says nothing. He just sits and stares at the two of us and the black duffel bag so I continue, "When did you get home?"

"Not too long ago. I came in through the window." His voice is strangely calm, almost monotone. 

Stiles and I glance at each other as he speaks up, "Okay... Well, let's get this set up. Check out what I bought."

He places the bag on the floor in front of Scott. Rather than moving to take a closer look, Scott stays put in simply says, "I'm fine. I'm just going to lock the door. Go to sleep early."

"I don't like that idea considering I sleep in the room right next to you." I pull my lips together in a tight, awkward smile.

"Yeah, you also kinda have this serial killer look on. And I'm hoping it's just the full moon taking effect because it's starting to freak me out."

"I'm fine. You should go. And if you're that worried, Scarlett, just go to Nate's or Lydia's."

I sigh then turn to Stiles who frowns then answers before I can say anything, "All right, I'll leave. If you take a look in the bag and let me show you what I bought and maybe you use it, maybe you don't. Sound good?"

Scott stares, he slowly gets off of the bed and kneels beside the bag. He pulls the zipper open and inside are lengths of metal chain. Scott looks back up at Stiles, "You think I'm going to let you put these on? Chain me up? Like a dog?"

Stiles and I exchange another look, "Actually... no," I slowly replied.

In an instant Stiles yanks handcuffs out of his jacket pocket, he moves to Scott and before Scott can react, Stiles has one end locked on Scott's wrist and the other end locked to the radiator by his bed.

Scott lashes out as Stiles scrambles back, bumping into me. I grab on to his shoulder to help him regain balance as Scott yells out, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Protecting you from yourself," Stiles tells him. The two boys glare at each other but my face is one of concern. Stiles continues speaking, "And giving you some payback. For making out with Lydia."

Stiles leaves the room to grab some water while I wait with Scott.

"Scarlett, c'mon. Let me out."

"I'm sorry Scott. But you know I can't do that."

Scott keeps begging me to let him out while I blatantly ignore him.

Soon I hear footsteps, I peek my head around the door frame to see Stiles returning. Once he's back in the room he looks at Scott and holds up a water bottle, "I brought you water."

He untwists the cap then pours it into a dog bowl. He gently places the bowl on the floor in front of Scott. We both turn and head out the door, leaving Scott.

The moment we are out the door we hear the dog bowl flip, spilling water everywhere. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Scott's angry yell is heard from his room. 

Stiles clenches his jaw and hesitates, I go to grab his hand to try and calm him but before I get the chance he's turning back around to yell at Scott, "You kissed her. The one girl," He takes a breath.

"And for the last three hours I've been telling myself, it's just the full moon, he doesn't know what he's doing, he'll be totally normal tomorrow. He probably won't even remember being a complete scumbag, total bastard, son of a bitch, unbelievable piece of crap-"

His rant is cut off when Scott calls out, "She kissed me."

"What?"

"I didn't kiss her. She kissed me."

Stiles steps back, looking even more hurt than before if that is even possible. Scott continues as Stiles fully steps out of the room slowly sliding down the wall.

"She kissed me. And she would have done a lot more. You should have seen the way she had her hands all over me. She would have done anything I wanted." He pauses then yells, "ANYTHING"

There was silence for about a minute, I kept glancing at Stiles wanting to say something to comfort him but also knowing Scott would hear. 

Finally, Scott spoke up trying to convince us that it was just the full moon and asking to get let out. Stiles and I continued to sit in silence, staring at the wall in front of us.

*_*_*_*_*_*

About 5 minutes later, it's complete silence. We can no longer hear the tugging of Scott trying to get out of the handcuffs. The both of us exchange a nervous glance then slowly stand up, listening through the closed door. When we confirm that we can't hear anything Stiles reaches out to push the door open. He makes sure that I am behind him just in case he has to protect me from Scott. 

When the door is open we both look to see the handcuffs laying broken on the floor. A gentle breeze rustles the curtains. Scott is gone. "Shit" I whisper.

Stiles and I rush downstairs and out the door to his car.

As we rush down the road in Stiles' Jeep I awkwardly scratch my neck and start speaking, "Now's probably not the best time... But about Lydia."

Stiles interrupts, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Just shut up and listen," I scold. I take a deep breath then start to speak once again, "I know that she can be a bitch at times. I don't know why she would do what she did. But if she doesn't see how amazing you are Stiles, then you deserve better.

"You deserve someone who only has eyes for you. Someone as kind and caring as you. And no matter how much I love Lydia, right now that's not her. Maybe sometime in the future, it will be. But you should not be waiting until she realizes what she's missing."

Stiles glances at me from the corner of his eye and gulps. "Thanks," he whispers just loud enough for me to hear. I smile at him and grab his hand, gently squeezing to hopefully comfort the brunette boy. 

As Stiles turns a corner we come to a sudden stop. The sheriff's department squad cars are parked next to an ambulance. I stare on in shock as Stiles starts to mumble, "No... no..."

He quickly unbuckles and opens his door, getting out of the jeep. I quickly follow after him wanting to be there for support if the worse has happened. 

Before he could get too far away from me I grabbed his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze to let him know I was there for him. We both made our way through the officers searching for his dad.

"Hey, where's my dad? Sheriff Stiliniski? Where's the sheriff? Where's Stiliniski?" Stiles keeps asking officers that pass us but no one is answering.

A gurney is rolled out of the woods as we look on in horror. Stiles tries to run forward but I keep a tight hold on his hand. I step in front of him and gently lay my other hand against his chest, "Don't."

His eyes break from the gurney behind me to meet mine.  He gulps and looks like he's about to cry. Before either of us can say anything we hear someone speak from behind him, "Stiles?"

Stiles whips around, his hand still gripping mine like it was the only thing keeping him on his feet. As soon as he's fully turned the sheriff locks eyes with me then asks, "What the hell are you two doing out here?"

Stiles slowly takes a step away from me, our hands breaking apart when he's too far away. Without answering, he pulls his dad into a tight hug. My shoulders sag as I let out a relieved breath, watching as the sheriff returns the hug, knitting his eyebrows together, confused about what was going on in Stiles' mind. 

As they pull away sheriff Stilinski sends me a small smile then speaks to his son, "Bring Scarlett home, I'll see you when I'm done here." He smiles one last time and squeezes Stiles' shoulder, then turns and walks away. 

*_*_*_*_*_*

When we pull up to the house I turn to Stiles and gently smile, "I'll see you tomorrow?"

He just nods, still looking slightly dazed from the events of the day. I open the door and step out making my way towards the house. As I'm getting out my key I hear Stiles open his door, I turn around just as he makes it to me. Before I can ask him what's wrong he wraps his arms around my shoulders.

I slowly wrap my arms around his waist, returning the tight embrace. When we finally break away Stiles coughs and rubs the back of his neck, "Sorry, I just..."

"You don't have to apologize. I'll always be here for you Stiles. Whether it be for words of wisdom or a simple hug. You might be Scott's best friend but by default that makes you mine too." 

Stiles shakes his head and lets out a quiet chuckle, "Thanks Scar."

He then heads back to his jeep as I open my front door and step inside. 

Before I head to bed, I peek my head into Scott's room to see him sleeping on his bed, worn out from the effects of the full moon.