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screamxqueenx94 · 2 months ago

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Co-Captain/Teen Wolf Series Rewrite

A/N: I'm baaaaaaaack! After a few year hiatus, I'm back and ready to start the series again! I can't promise it'll be a consistent schedule of posting, however I will try to post things as soon as I can. I'm focusing in the rewrite fornbow and then I'll pick back up on my other series and maybe a few small/short fics. Hopefully you guys will still enjoy my writings after all this time of being gone!

Summary: After reconciling with Isaac, Charli plans to keep her promise to him. Will it affect her friendship with Stiles and Scott?

Pairings: Charli Vérszívó (OC) x Isaac Lahey

Warnings: none

Bold=text messages; italics=inner thoughts

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We won. Because of Isaac we won. I'm happy for him, I really am, but I feel guilty. I feel guilty for abandoning my best friends to deal with this whole "Scott-being-a-werewolf-and-Stiles-being-missing" situation alone.

As I sit with Isaac, his arm resting over my shoulders as we sit in this diner called Tony's with the rest of the team, it's all I can think about. They're here, celebrating their victory, laughing and having fun. I definitely don't deserve to be here. Stiles could be in serious danger while I'm sitting here with one half of people I don't even know and the other half I don't even like besides Isaac.

I'm a terrible friend. God, I wouldn't blame the guys for hating me after this...

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I get home and look around for my dad, but all I find is a note on the kitchen counter that reads "out hunting, fridge was getting low. Love you, hope you had fun! Dad". I just sigh and trudge upstairs to shower.

I put on a camisole and some boxers and comb out my hair when my phone dings and I see that it's a text from Stiles telling me to open my window. I look over and see he already has his window up and waiting for me. I walk over to my window, open it and face him.

"You rang?" I ask.

"Where were you? I was worried about you!" He exclaimed. Quite loudly too.

"I was at Tommy's with Isaac. We were celebrating the team's victory."

Stiles has a baffled look on his face. He's quiet for a moment and then speaks up. "So you weren't even gonna stay and see what happened?"

I sigh and explain "I made a promise to Isaac–"

"Wait, I thought you and Isaac broke up?" He seems almost upset.

"No, we're back together." I assure him.

He looks at me with extremely confused eyes. "When the hell did that happen?"

"Today… during lunch– hang on, since when has my dating life become such a hot commodity in your life?" I ask a little too harshly.

"Look, this isn't what this is about, alright? The point is, I'm just glad you're okay and nothing happened to you." God I'm a bitch…

"What about you? Are you okay?" I ask, calmer this time.

"Yeah, I'll tell you more about it tomorrow."

"It's gonna have to wait until I get caught up with my chores and then I'm going shopping with Allison and Lydia." I inform him.

"Seriously?" Stiles groans.

"Hey, this supernatural stuff takes out a big chunk of my free time, so I had to start slacking on something! Believe me if it was school work, my dad would have my ass." I elaborate.

He shrugs and nods to show he understands.

"Well, hopefully it doesn't take you too long cuz Scott and I really need to get you caught up on last night, and believe me, you're gonna wanna hear this."

"Crazy stuff? Well, crazier than normal I mean?"

He looks at me without using his words to state the obvious. "That's an understatement."

"Eh, nothing surprises me anymore at this rate." I reply unimpressed, making him laugh.

We laugh together, then smile at each other. Sitting there for a while staring, until I clear my throat to break my silence.

"Well, I'm uh – I'm gonna get to bed. I'll probably see you tomorrow." I barely get out before shutting my window and getting ready for bed.

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I couldn't sleep a wink. All I could think about was how terrible of a friend I was last night, yet Stiles was more concerned with my own safety than the fact that I wasn't at the field when he got there.

I stayed up all night finishing the chores I started slacking on, even finished my history paper and my Spanish homework between loads of laundry and had everything done just as the sun was rising. I check my phone. 7a.m. already?

I quickly shower and change into a Nirvana shirt and black jeans. I notice the flannel that Stiles left here during our recent study session and tie it around my waist. My phone dings with a text from Allison, letting me know she's here. I grab my purse and start putting on my converse as I'm heading for the front door.

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Before we went to the mall, Allison stops by the Beacon Hills Preserve. She turns off the car and gets out while Lydia and I shoot each other a look and get out as well. As we step out, she's closing the trunk of her car with a big black duffle bag over her shoulder. She makes her towards the woods as Lydia and I follow her for what feels like forever.

“Allison, when you said you needed to stop for an errand before we went shopping, a five-mile hike in the woods was not what I was expecting.” Lydia breathlessly exclaims as she catches up closer to Allison.

“Before I forget, I wanted to ask you something.” Allison states matter-of-factly. I fall back a little bit because this was obviously a conversation between the two of them and have seemed to forget I was even here.

“Charli, I need you here as witness,” She adds. It's like she read my mind or something. “Jackson asked me to the winter formal.”

Did he?” Lydia asked nervously.

“Yeah. Just as friends. But I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it first.” Allison…

“Sure. As long as it's just friends.”

“Well, yeah, I mean, it's not like I would take him to the coach's office during lacrosse practice to make out with him or anything.” There it is. Me telling her was definitely a bad idea…

“Uh… about that…” Lydia seems to not know what to say. Can't say I blame her, but doing that to someone who's supposed to be your friend is a new low for her.

I put my hands in my back pockets and keep walking, catching up with Allison, who finally finds a spot she's satisfied with. She puts the bag down and kneels down next to it, opening it and taking out a single brown archer glove. She then takes out an arrow and an oddly shaped arrowhead. Lydia and I stand off to the side and watch her put it together.

“What does that do?” Lydia asks.

“We're about to find out.” Allison replies without looking at us.

She stands up, lines the arrow up and bow up to point at her tree of target. She pulls back and releases it, sending the arrow speeding into a tree and causing a small explosion of fire to ignite with smoke and sparks, making all of us slightly jump. Lydia and I share a shocked, almost scared look. Allison seems surprised, not knowing what to expect. She lowers her bow and looks at the scene in front of her quizzically.

“What the hell was that?” Lydia asks.

“I don't know.” Allison answers, smirking.

“Well, that was fun. Any more lethal weapons you wanna try out?” Lydia quizzes sarcastically.

“I enjoyed it.” I state, shrugging my shoulders with my arms crossed, warranting a smile from Allison.

Suddenly, we all hear a sound of crunching leaves and sticks off in the distance. Lydia is clearly nervous. We all look at each other then back towards where the sound came from.

“Hold this.” Allison pushes the bow into Lydia's arms.

“What? Why?”

“Because I thought I heard something.” Allison whispers as she removes her archer glove.

“So what if you heard something?”

“So I want to find out what that something is.” she continues to whisper. “Don't worry. It's probably nothing.” she continues as she starts heading in the direction towards the sound. Allison, I don't know if you watch as many horror movies as I do, but the ones who say that die immediately….

“Well what if that nothing is something and that something is something dangerous?” Lydia panics. She makes a good point…

Allison stops for a second, “Shoot it.” then keeps walking.

Lydia whimpers, looking down at the arrow. I look between Lydia and Allison, then start jogging after Allison.

“Where are you going?” Lydia cries.

I turn around, picking up a big stick as I walk backwards towards Allison. “She's unarmed, she's gonna need help.” I answer as I turn back around and start jogging to catch up.

Just feet behind her, I can see her walking into the woods cautiously. I continue to follow her, stick in hand. It's an erie feeling, nothing but a crow cawing and fog building up.

Suddenly I hear more footsteps, as does Allison. She starts listening for the direction the footsteps are coming from, reaches into her jacket and shoots her taser. Oh she came PREPARED!

The taser hitting Scott right in the chest, sending electric pulses through his body. “Scott?” Allison calls out, concerned.

As he's convulsing, she runs over to him and follow, dropping the stick.

“Scott!” She calls again.

Through the convulsions, Scott Is able to get out, “Trigger finger!”

“Oh, God, oh, God!” She quickly let's go, stopping the taser and gets down to his level. “I'm so,so, so, so sorry.”

“No, it's my fault. Totally my fault.” Scott assures with a crack in his voice.

I stand next to a kneeling Allison, right by Scott's head. “Are you okay?” I ask concerned.

He waves his hand towards me to signal that he's okay. “Yeah. I'm fine.”

“I didn't know it was you. If I have known it was you…” Allison states very quickly, tripping over her words towards the end.

“Still would pulled the trigger?” Scott jokes.

“No of course not! Seriously, I'm so sorry.” She assures, pulling the probes out of his chest, making him groan.

“Are you sure you're okay?” I ask.

He starts sitting up, looking at Allison. “Yeah, I think so.” Propping himself up on his elbows.

“What were you doing here anyway? Were you following us?” She asks.

“No. Not at all. Your dad told me you run this trail sometimes. I was hoping to catch you alone.” When you put it that way, it's kinda creepy, Scott…

“By following me?” She insists, smiling.

“Well, yeah.”

“What for?”

I sit down on the hill next to us as Scott reaches in his pocket, “I found this at school.” showing her the necklace her aunt gave her. She gasps.

I look down at the ground and become preoccupied with a ridiculously large leaf. trying to not listen in on anymore since I've clearly become the third wheel.

“Thank God! I was beginning to think it was stolen!” She relieves. Hmmmmm… I've never seen a leaf this big before! Yep, only thinking about this big ol’ leaf…

“No. No, just lost. Definitely not stolen by anyone.” What an interesting leaf! Definitely not thinking about how terrible of a liar Scott is… just the big leaf! Yes siry Bob!

Allison laughs. “Well, thank you for finding it. And for bringing it.” She pushes some of hair behind her ear, smiling at him.

“You don't think I'm a total stalker now, do you?” Oh absolutely, but that's the least of your problems…

She scrunches up her face playfully. “Hmmm, no. I just think you're weird. Like you always are.” They smile at each other.

He sits up straight and she hugs him. He holds her lovingly and they hug for a good while, still forgetting I'm even there. I clear my throat and Allison quickly let's go of him. She picks up her taser and removes the cords and heads off back towards Lydia. I quickly get, still holding the big leaf and jog to catch up to her. She discreetly looks back towards him as I catch up and put a comforting hand on her shoulder as we keep walking. I shoot Scott a sympathetic look as I walk with Allison.

“You okay?” I ask her.

She looks at me with a sad smile and nods. She's lying…

“No you're not. You miss him.”

She sighs and looks forward. “ I don't know what to do. I miss him like crazy…” she trail off.

“But?” I inquire.

“But I still don't know if I can trust him.” She adds.

I just nod understandingly. “Is it that you don't trust him, or you feel like he's not telling you everything?” I add.

She shrugs. “I guess it's more of the second part.” I nod again.

“Is there anything you can tell me?” She asks, desperation in her voice. Don't panic! You don't have to lie, just leave out information…

“I know he's a caring person who worries too much sometimes and sometimes makes dumb choices because he's not always using his brain to make decisions, but rather his heart.”

She puts the taser back in her jacket, then puts her hands in her pockets as we walk. “I also know he's head over heels for you and would do anything to keep you safe and happy.” I add, getting a smile from her.

We stay quiet for a moment, then I add, “You don't have to listen to me, but I'd at least talk to him. Tell him what you're thinking and feeling. I know he'll understand, and if you decide it's over between you guys, then at least you guys can get the closure you need.”

She just nods, understanding what I'm saying. “But, what do I know? I've literally only ever had one boyfriend.” I joke, making both of us chuckle.

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As I'm sitting in my room, going through the bags, I text Allison to see how talking with Scott is going. I click on her contact name Alicat. Clicking on her picture of us smiling and doing peace signs.

Charli: So? Did u guys talk?

Alicat: We started, but he had 2 go. Asked me 2 stay till he came back

I sigh in exasperation. Jesus fucking Christ, Scott…

Charli: keep me posted! I'll talk 2 him if I need 2!

Alicat: thnx babes!

I toss my phone on my bed and start putting the clothes away that I just bought.

It just hits me how quiet it is tonight. No Stiles frantically calling me to help him and Scott. No Lydia blowing up my phone with texts about her break up with Jackson or about shopping again. No Scott or Allison calling either. No Isaac. Not even Derek staring into my window menacingly. It feels so foreign and weird. I hate it. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I wish something would happen….

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