It started out slowly, you knew Liam and Isaac thought of you as their mom, technically everyone thought of you as their mom, but when the boys started competing for attention, it was hell.
You were in the kitchen making their lunches, as they refused to eat the school lunches when you became Derek’s girlfriend. You were bobbing your song to some song you had playing in the speaker. You were making Boyd’s peanut butter sandwich when the door slammed into the wall.
You sighed, not looking up as you already knew who it was. “You seriously need to stop slamming doors when you need my attention, Isaac, you’re gonna make a hole in the wall at some point.”
You: “You need to talk about it, Liam. If you tell me how you feel maybe I can help you.” Liam: “Nobody can help me, (Y/N). Don’t you understand. I can’t control my anger. I’m the only one who can understand this and stop this.” You: “Just know I’ll always be here to help you. I’ll find a way to help you. Trust me.”
A/N: I have so many Dylan Sprayberry feels lately damn boy Y U SO HAWT
“Liam!!” You shouted, running through the closely nit of trees, jumping over lonely branches that you were sure were out to get you. You were rushing through the woods, trying to remember where Liam left his jeep parked; but you were positive you were going the wrong way. You also knew that Tracy was around here somewhere, remembering the wound on your arm that she just made.
You leaned over, trying to catch your breath. Taking your scarf off, you wrapped it around the wound tightly to apply some much needed pressure. “Liam!” You breathed out loudly, “Liam!” You knew he would find you; he always did in times of distress, it was always him who stepped through to save you no matter what supernatural creature was wandering around. The pack thought he was a child, that he was too young but he always braved up when you were involved.
“(Y/N)?” You heard his familiar voice shout between the trees. “I’m here,” You muttered, a sigh of relief escaping your lips as you settled down on the ground, the twigs and sticks pinching your skin. You knew he would find you by following your heart beat that was beating at a rapid pace. “Hey!” He rushed to your body, wrapping his arm around your back and the other under your legs; he lifted you up with ease and you hung onto him for dear life.
“Thank god for werewolf strength.” You teased, and he gave you a stern look; you knew how much he hated when you talked your body image down, there have been so many nights that he spent up with you crying into his chest about how you weren’t as ‘skinny’ or as ‘thin’ as the other girls. “You’re beautiful.” He whispered softly, tucking you into the passenger side of the jeep.
“Is Tracy gone?” You asked, and he paused for a second, listening closely to the empty arena around us. He nodded, and ran to the driver’s side. “Mine or yours?”
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This was it. This is my fresh start. At my last school, I was a total outcast and had no friends. But I’m totally determined to have countless friends and have a normal high school experience. It was just my mom and I. At least, that’s how it’s always been. Whenever I asked my mom who my dad was, she would simply say that he was cop who she had a one night stand with and that she never caught his name. I didn’t dwell on it much because he didn’t abandon me, he didn’t even know I existed. Maybe one day, I’d do a DNA test but right now, that really didn’t bother me.
I was the halls of your new high school. Beacon Hills High. I glance at my schedule. Econ Room 403. Where is that? Shit! First day and I’m gonna be late because I don’t even know where my class is.
“Hey,there. You want help? You look a little lost.”, said a blue-eyed boy. He was so beautiful.
“Hot.”,I immediately said,“in here. It’s hot…in here. I wore the wrong outfit. I’m gonna be….yes,I’m lost”, you tried to recover.
“What do you have?”,said the hot boy blushing.
“You’re just in luck, I have that too.”,he confirmed as he guided to Room 403.
“Are you new here?”
“Yeah.”, I said, “I’m (Y/N)”.
“Liam.”, he said sweetly.
“Hey, Scott. There’s something weird about that new girl.”, Stiles said approaching his best friend.
“The one that Liam’s been showing around?”, Scott asked.
“Yeah. I mean, Liam said she answered every question in History.”
“What was the subject in History?”
“You’re telling me that a 16 year old girl answered every question about Al Capone”
“To be honest with you, this sounds like something you would do.”,said Scott nudging his friends shoulder.
“Shut up, I wouldn’t do that…okay..maybe I would.”
Just as the boys were talking, (Y/N) walked by with Liam. Liam was laughing at something she had just said.
“And have I mentioned her eyes? They’re a brilliant shade of (Y/E/C). And I swear, in the light, they’re shimmering. Especially when she laughs because she squints her eyes and…”, said Liam nonsensically but then he was interrupted.
“Oh my god, Liam! If you say one more thing about (Y/N)’s shimmering eyes, I’m gonna kill you.”, said Stiles.
“Keep your voice down!”, said Liam scared that Stiles said it too loudly.
“Stiles is right, Liam. If you like (Y/N) that much, just ask her out.”, advised Malia.
“I’m not saying you should ask her out, just stop blabbing about her.”, muttered Stiles.
“Why?”, said Liam getting overly protective.
“Look, Liam, something’s off about (Y/N).”, Stiles stated.
“You mean the fact that she’s perfect in every way possible.”, contorted Liam.
Scott, exhausted by the two squabbling, decided to butt in.
“Stiles, have you yet to realize that (Y/N) is basically your carbon copy.”, Scott asked.
“You’re delusional, I’m nothing like (Y/N).”, Stiles said to which Liam also stated, “You’re delusional, he’s nothing like (Y/N).”
The rest of the pack rolled their eyes at the two annoying boys.
Since talking to Liam and Scott at lunch, Stiles gathered all the information on (Y/N) (L/N). Was it legal?Of course not.Was it sane?Nothing he does never is. Stiles’ information included past report cards, photos, legal documents concerning (Y/N)’s birth. Stiles had also found that (Y/N) had filed many complaints concerning bullies at her past school but no one did anything about, they even put that she has a tenacity to tell atrocious lies about her fellow classmates. This saddened Stiles but didn’t make him any less determined to find out what her deal was. His father entered the room, asking him what he was doing.
“Just working on figuring some…stuff.”, Stiles stated bluntly, hoping not to raise suspicion.
“Well stuff looks like a case file to me.”, said Sheriff Stilinski as he picked up a picture that Stiles had laid out on the table. The picture was of (Y/N) and her mother. The look on his face bewildered Stiles. He had never seen it before.
“You..you know her, dad?”, Stiles asked.
“She…she..um..I think I knew her..a long time ago.”, he stated fragments on his sentence little by little, piece by piece, as though he was in shock.
“Okay..then.”, Stiles said, confused by his father’s actions.
“Lydia,why are you dragging all of us to this party when clearly could be doing other things?”, Malia asked annoyed. Lydia was forcing Scott, Kira, Stiles, and Malia to a party that was being held by a sophomore.
“Well, Malia, if you must know, I have recently found out that both Liam and (Y/N) will be attending this party and I thought that it would be the perfect opportunity to get them together.”, Lydia stated.
“Uhhhhh! Again with this crap!”, exclaimed Stiles.
“Stiles, shut it! Liam and (Y/N) belong together. Do you not see the tension between them or are you totally blind?”, Lydia sassed.
Stiles rolled his eyes, “Whatever”.
As soon as the seniors made it to the party, Lydia managed to weasel in the idea of a game of 7 Minutes in Heaven. The game was apparently a smash hit to most people at the party. They were horny teenagers after all. Lydia then ushered Liam and (Y/N) to take part in the game. Lydia’s plan was going accordingly while Stiles’ mind twisted and turned and he was still boggled to the fact that he couldn’t figure out what was with (Y/N). Finally, it was Liam’s turn and Lydia had rigged the game so that he would pick (Y/N).
(Y/N) sucked in a breath and spoke quietly, “He doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to.”
“I want to.”, Liam said instantly after (Y/N) spoke, “Do you?”
“Absolutely.”, she stated. They spoke like no one was in the room and it was just them speaking amongst themselves. Within a few minutes, the teens were forced in a closet and the timer started.
Stiles looked around the room only to find a boy and girl fighting across the room.
“Hey, why are those two fighting?”, Stiles asked Scott, hoping that his friend would use his powers to identify the situation. As Scott zoned in on the two people bickering, he narrated it for Stiles.
“The girl is pissed at that that boy.”, Scott stated.
“Why?”, asked Stiles.
“I don’t know..”, assumed Scott continuing to listen. Then he finally figured it out.
“They’re brother and sister and….”, Scott said and he continued but that’s all Stiles seemed to hear because after that, his mind seemed to grab Scott’s words and associate them with (Y/N). Then Stiles figured it out.
Oh my god, (Y/N) is my sister! And right now, she’s making out with Liam Dunbar.