Kapitel 23: Restraint
Quick warning: There is slight smut (I mean it's very mild; It's really more making out then anything) in the last section of this chapter
Lydia brought Scarlett home after she finished translating the Kanima pages for the girls. The minute Scarlett was in the house she texted Allison to see if she talked to the boys yet. She hadn't. Instead she was waiting for Scar so they could call them together.
Scarlett couldn't stay at Allison's house because Lydia would have gotten suspicious and the last thing she needed was for Lydia to think she was choosing someone else over her. Allison called Scarlett and then Scarlett called Stiles, making a three way call.
"If Jackson doesn't know what he's doing then he probably doesn't know someone's controlling him." Allison says.
"Or doesn't remember." Scott adds.
"What if it's the same kind of thing that happened to Lydia when she took off from the hospital?" Stiles asks.
"A fugue state." Scar says.
"He'd have to forget everything. The murder, coming home..." Scott trails off in thought.
There is a brief moment of silence, then Allison continues, "Getting rid of the blood."
"But he had help with one thing. The video. Someone else helped him forget that." Stiles pipes up.
"Probably whoever's controlling him." Scarlett whispers, biting her lip in thought.
"Are you sure Jackson has no clue about any of this?" Allison questions.
"He thinks he's still becoming a werewolf and that being with Lydia somehow delayed the whole thing." Stiles states.
"So we try to convince him he's not?"
"If it helps us figure out who's controlling him, then yeah." Scott says.
"You think he'll talk to us after what we did?" Allison asks.
Scar scoffs as Stiles answers, "Yeah. Totally. Right?"
"Don't get your hopes up, it's Jackson we're talking about after all." Scarlett says before hanging up.
*_*_*_*_*_*
Before first period Allison, Scott, Stiles, and Scarlett go to the library. The two boys and Scar make sure they arrive before Allison and meet in a secluded section, where the security cameras cannot see them.
Allison and Scarlett stand in one aisle while Scott and Stiles stand in the one beside the girls. Allison opens her bag and pulls out a tablet, placing it on the shelf between the group.
"It's everything Lydia could translate. And trust us, she was very confused." Allison says as Scarlett nods in agreement.
"What did you tell her?" Scott asks.
"That we're part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."
"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." Stiles says. Scarlett immediately covers her mouth with her hand to hide the smile threatening to appear.
"Does it say how to find out who's controlling him?" Scott asks.
"Not really. But Stiles was right about murderers. It calls the Kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story in there about a South American priest who used the Kanima to execute murderers in the village-" Scar doesn't get the chance to finish her sentence.
"So maybe it's not all bad." Stiles cuts the brunette off.
Allison and Scar share a look before she continues, "Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to."
"All bad. All very bad."
"Here's the thing, though. The Kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be until..." Allison pauses as a teacher passes by.
Scott starts reading from the tablet, "Until it resolves that in its past which manifested it."
"If it means Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself." Stiles says.
"What if it has to do with his parents? His real parents." Allison asks.
"Does anybody actually know what happened to them? Scarlett?"
Scar shakes her head, "I'm pretty sure they died when he was still a baby, but I honestly don't know. Jackson isn't really someone who openly has heart-to-hearts with his friends. Lydia may know, though."
"What if she doesn't know anything?"
"Well," Allison sighs, "He didn't get a restraining order against me. So I'll try talking to him myself."
"What do I do?" Scott questions.
"You've got a make-up exam, remember? For a few hours you need to concentrate on not failing out of high school. Otherwise, you're not going to be helping anyone."
Scott looks at Stiles and Scarlett. They both nod backing Allison up. "Promise me." She speaks once more.
Allison reaches a hand between the books, taking his. "Okay. But if Jackson does anything, you run the other way."
"I can take care of myself."
"If you get hurt while I'm busy with a stupid test, someone's going to need to take care of me. If he does anything..." Scott trails off.
"Like?" Allison prompts.
"Anything weird, bizarre, anything."
Stiles then pops his head through the shelf, "Anything evil."
Allison nods then pushes his face back as Scarlett shakes her head and mumbles, "Dork."
*_*_*_*_*_*
Scarlett runs a hand through her hair as she leans against the wall to take off her heels for a minute. She sighs and walks down the empty hall. Just as she turns the corner she nearly crashes into someone. "You scared the hell out of me." The person exclaims.
Scarlett lets out a breath as she looks up at Matt, "I could say the same to you."
"Nice heels."
Scarlett looks down at the black heels in her hand, "Oh. They're new and are bothering my feet."
She bends down to pull the heels on once more, "Same reason I never wear mine." Matt jokes.
Scar lightly chuckles, "Funny." Matt opens his mouth to say something then pauses. Scarlett raises an eyebrow in question, "Yes?"
He takes a breath, like he's trying to get the nerves to talk to her, "Did you hear about the underground show? I guess they've got some big name spinning."
"You mean like a rave?"
"Is it still a rave if you don't roll? I just call it a concert. I've got a hook-up for tickets if you're down. Should I grab you one?"
"Uh... Like a date?"
"I mean, only if you want it to be one."
Scarlett smiles awkwardly, "I'm not really sure if I'm ready to start dating again."
"That's fine. It can be two friends hanging out then."
Scarlett bites her lip, "Yeah. Sure." She agrees hesitantly.
"All right, cool. It's Friday."
"Looking forward to it." She watches as he walks off down the hall.
*_*_*_*_*_*
At the end of the school day Scarlett finds Stiles, "I can't bring you home unless you want to wait for detention to get out." He says upon seeing the girl.
Scar gapes at him, "What did you do now?"
"Why do you think I did something?" Scarlett raises an eyebrow, "It was Scott and Jackson who got into a fight. Harris just threw everyone that was around them in the detention too."
"Who else?"
"Erica, Allison, and Matt."
Scarlett scrunches up her face, "Have fun in detention. I'll figure out another way to get home."
***
After getting a ride home from Lydia, who still hasn't told her about what she wanted to talk to Allison and her about, she sits on her bed doing some homework and contemplating who could be controlling the Kanima. So far she has nobody on the mental list. So clearly she's doing a great job.
Her ears strain as she hears a noise downstairs. She slowly slide her notebook off of her lap, placing it on her nightstand. She quickly grabs the metal baseball bat from underneath her bed. Gripping it tightly in her hands as she moves quietly down the stairs, her eyes rapidly moving to take in every inch of the room in front of her.
She hears a sound come from her left and swings with all her strength. "God, Scarlett. You have a damn powerful swing for someone so tiny."
"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Scarlett asks, looking on in shock as Isaac grips the bat, stopping it just inches from his face.
"Maybe I was hoping to catch you in the shower." He smirks.
Scarlett scoffs, 'You're disgusting. Seriously, what you doing here?" She gently places the metal bat at their feet.
"I was going to talk to you at school but you were too busy getting asked on a date."
Scarlett rolls her eyes, "It's not a date. I don't like Matt like that."
"Does he know that?"
"I told him I wasn't ready to start dating again."
"That doesn't mean you don't like him. And trust me, he likes you a lot."
"Why does this concern? Oh wait, it doesn't." Scar responds.
"Maybe it concerns me because I like you?" He says it as more of a question.
Scarlett narrows her eyes at him, "Are you asking or telling me?"
He smirks but stays quiet. Scarlett suddenly realizes just how close the two teenagers are. His smirk widens, probably because he can hear just how fast the brunettes hear is beating at the revelation. "I really want to kiss you right now." He mumbles.
Before she can stop herself, she whispers, "Then what's stopping you?" In an instant Isaac's lips cover Scarlett's, one of his hands are on her waist while the other is tangled in her hair. Both of her hands are tightly gripping onto his shirt, trying to bring their bodies closer together.
Scarlett releases the death grip she has on his shirt to instead lightly pull on his curly hair. He brings both of his hands to her butt muttering a "Jump" through the kiss.
She does as he says then quickly pulls away for breath, "My room, " She gasps out. He nods, then starts to climb the steps as Scarlett lightly sucks and nibbles on his neck. Isaac kicks her door shut as he lets out a low growl. He gently lays her down on her bed and rips his shirt off climbing on top of her. Their lips attach once more, his hands roughly grabbing at her hips, pushing her shirt up. They quickly break apart, only to pull Scarlett's shirt off then reattach their lips for a third time.
Scarlett breaks the kiss again so she can catch her breath, Isaac uses this moment to start kissing her chest. Instinctively, she pushes her chest closer to him as she moans out his name, "Isaac." Her hands grip his shoulders and legs wrap around his waist, bringing him closer.
He places sloppy kisses on her chest and neck as her hands start to wander down to his jeans. Scarlett starts to unbutton his pants but he stops her, pulling away. "What's wro-" Scarlett cuts herself off as Isaac's breathing becomes heavier and his claws start to grow from his finger tips. He quickly backs away from her and closes his hands into a tight fist.
"Isaac..." Scar tentatively whispers, slightly nervous that he won't be able to regain control.
Scarlett sits up as he answers, "I'm alright." He turns back around and opens his hands. His claws are now replaced by fingernails. "Maybe we shouldn't try that again until I have control."
Scarlett nods in agreement. Then she quirks an eyebrow, "So you think we're going to try that again?" All he does is reaches down and tosses Scarlett her shirt with a small smile on his face. "Thanks," She mumbles as they fix their clothes. "I'm guessing that wasn't the original reason why you came here?"
He looks at Scarlett and hesitates to answer, "No. Derek thinks you know who the Kanima is."
"Derek's a smart guy. I'm sure he can put it together." Scar stands up and crosses her arms as she answers.
"That's all I'm going to get?" Isaac raises an eyebrow.
Scarlett nods, "And you won't be telling anyone what happened between us if you want it to happen again. I don't need my brother freaking out about me sleeping with a werewolf."
Isaac smirks, "Are you sure you're not concerned about what your date might think? Also, you think we're going to try that again?"
Scarlett rolls her eyes and flips him off but can't stop the smile that falls onto her lips, "I already told you, it's not a date. And about this," She gestures between them, "You're hot. So I personally don't mind doing this again. Now get out of my house."
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