Kelsey's POV

Allison and and Stiles decided they should both tell their fathers about what's going on, so Allison left to go home while Scott and I are at the police station with Stiles to see his dad.

After Stiles asked the guy behind the desk to buzz us in, we headed to Sheriff Stilinski's office, where much to my horror to find not only dickhead Jackson, but his asshole dad too.

Oh, this is bad. This is really bad.

Jackson is sat down in what seems to be a police jacket and the pants that Stiles said he put on him, and his father who's face looks like a smacked ass -is in serious need of some happy pills (like a lot of happy pills), is leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Sheriff must've noticed us because he had a very disappointed look on his face. Shit balls -wait, I didn't do anything wrong, I just came to check on Stiles and my brother...maybe I won't get into trouble after all.

Just play it cool.

"Scott, Stiles, Kelsey." Oh he said my name, not good. "Perfect timing. Have you met Jackson's father, Mr. David Whittemore, esquire." Oh god Jackson's dad is a lawyer. It's not bad, it's worse.

Jackson then looked at us with his usual annoying smug face I always want to punch. "That means Laywer." He said.

"I know what esquire means," I start, as I look at Jackson before turning my attention back to Mr. Whittemore. "And I don't think I should get involved in this, see I was only there to check on Scott and Stiles, I didn't do anything wrong." I say as innocently as I can.

Mr. Whittemore looks at his son. "She can go, it wasn't her who kidnaped me, it was them." Jackson said before pointing at Stiles and Scott. Well thank god for that, I've been let off the hook.

"Bye bitches." I whisper with a smirk on my face to them both before making my exit out of the sheriffs office.

Oh I'm such a lovely sister and friend.

While waiting for the little shits, I think I might get out my phone and play temple run -"Kelsey McCall!" Or not. Hearing my moms voice I turn my head to look up. "I didn't do anything, Jackson let me go." I tell her.

"Okay, but don't think you're going to be let off the hook easily. Where's your brother?" Mom says once she's right next to me. "But I haven't done anything wrong," mom looks at me, waiting for me to answer her.

"He's in the sheriffs office, unless they've come out."

Mom then walks down the hall, searching for Scott. I still don't understand why I'm being pulled into this, all I did was check on Scott and Stiles. Maybe I'll only get lectured or something.

Buzz buzz

Buzz buzz

Taking my phone from my lap, I look at the caller ID, and surprising for once it's not Isaac, it's Allison.

"Hey Kelsey, Lydia translated the bestiary because apparently she knew Archaic Latin." Allison starts but stops when I don't reply. "Oh hey, yeah I'm listening." I tell her before she continues. "Ms. Morell was wrong, the Kanima doesn't seek a friend, it seeks a master."

"So, someone is controlling Jackson?" I question.

"Yeah, that's why he doesn't know what he's doing."

"Well that's just fantastic."

"I know. Anyway, I have to go now, bye."

"Bye Allison." I say before hanging up. Okay, so Jackson is being used as a killing machine, great. Now we have another person to search for, which isn't going to be easy.

"Goodbye." I hear a voice say. Looking up I see Jackson who makes a kiss motion with his lips. What the frick? "Uh, bye?"

Dipshit.

"I have to ground you. I am grounding you. You're grounded," I hear moms voice say from round the corner. Sounds like Scott's getting in trouble; again. Getting up from my chair, I walk round the corner where I see Mom and Scott.

"What about work?" Scott asked. He's trying to get out of his punishments, not going to work. Feeling a nudge from my arm, I turn round to see Stiles smiling lightly. I guess his dad lectured him. "Fine, other than work. And no TV." Mom said. No TV, that's like torture!

"My TV's broken." Scott sighed. How the hell do you break a tv?

Mom looked even more frustrated. "Then no computer." Scott took a deep breath before replying with, "I need the computer for school." Wow he got himself out of it, well apart from being grounded.

"Then no...uh..." mom started before turning round to see Stiles and I. Oh god, she's going to ground me. "No Stiles." No Stiles, that's like loosing a limb.

Stiles then pushed forwards. "What?! No Stiles?!"

"NO STILES!" Mom yelled, causing Stiles to back away a little.

"And you young lady, you're doing all the chores around the house...that includes making dinner." Mum turned back to me. "What, but I didn't do anything, and you know I can't cook for shit." Last time I cooked a meal it was for moms birthday, I attempted to make pancakes and waffles and give them to mom in bed.

Well, that didn't happen. Instead of making a lovely breakfast, I burnt the pancakes and waffles and set a towel on fire. But then again, I was 12.

"Language Kelsey, and no buts." She tells me, turning back to my brother. Sighing, I take my punishment. Which I don't deserve because I clearly done nothing wrong. "And no more car privileges. Give me your keys."

Getting the keys from his pockets, mom then snatched them from his hands before trying to put them on her key ring. "Mom," Scott started as he looked at mom struggling to connect the keys to the key ring. Scott then tried to help her but she pushed his hand away.

"No."

"Mom," my brother said again as he stopped moms hands from shaking by placing his on top. Mom didn't look up.

"What's up with you? Is this because of Allison?" She asked.

"Do you really want to know?" Scott asked mom. I hate when moms upset with Scott and I. Mom paused before speaking again. "Is this about your father? It is, isn't it?" I took a gulp at the mention of my father.

I hate talking about him, I hate him. He left me, mom and Scott for god knows what. But you know, I don't even care anymore. He's dead to me.

"Mom, it's not-" I start but get cut off by mom. "Okay, we'll talk about this at home. I'll go and um, get the car." She said before rushing away.

Well shit I feel bad, I wonder how Scott feels. No one hates dad as much as Scott. "I'm the worst son ever." Scott mumbled. Walking towards Scott, I wrap my arms around him.

"No you not."

Taking one arm away from Scott, I pull Stiles into the hug. "Everything will get better, eventually." I tell them as I tighten my grip.

***

This morning was frustrating. Mom left for work and didn't even say goodbye, Scott looks depressed and slightly annoyed, but I don't blame him.

It was strange waking up in my own bed, nice, but strange. I don't know, maybe it's more quieter in this house than Derek's. But I did miss sleeping in this bed, I actually didn't have a bad nights sleep, no nightmare, nothing.

Which is pretty good, but I know I'll probably have another nightmare soon. They don't go away that easily. I can't help but think that the nightmares are trying to tell me something, I don't know. It might sound crazy, but what if Peter is haunting me.

Peter could be a ghost, or some spirit trying get revenge. Like when Enzo was on the other side and he found out he could move things, so he tried to get back at Stefan for killing him by taking Luke in the shed and setting it on fire.

Maybe the other side exists in our world too. But why would Peter want to turn me? Why does he kiss me? I don't understand.

I don't want to think about this right now. I have other things to concentrate on, like the fact that there's a murderous fricking lizard, who's is being controlled by some psychopathic dweeb for god knows why.

And apparently Jackson got a restraining order against Scott and Stiles. They're not allowed to be no more than 50 feet away from each other, not allowed to speak and look at him, or even think about him. Which sucks for them, but not for me; I can still beat the shit out of him.

Finishing my pancakes I heated up from a packet, I quickly go up stairs to brush my teeth before leaving the house.

To my surprise, there is a motorbike on the lawn. Not just any motorbike, no. It was a Harley Davidson, a black and purple one. Running towards my dream transportation, I take off the note that is attached to the seat.

Kelsey,

Thought I'd make your life a little easier.

Use the helmet, and drive safely.

PS: The keys are in your bag.

From;

Your secret admirer x

It's from the secret admirer, my secret admirer. I completely forgot. Why would they spend so much money on me? Do I even know my secret admirer? Oh my god, I can't believe I actually have a Harley Davidson motorbike, this is seriously a dream come true. I have to find out who this secret admirer is.

Oh my god, I'm so so so happy! This is the best day ever!

Feeling all giddy, I jump on my new motorbike, finding the keys to it in my bag, just like the note said.

I wonder how my secret admirer put them in my bag? Did they come inside my house? Maybe they out them in when I wasn't looking or something. Putting on the helmet, I begin to drive to school.

"Hey." A familiar voice said behind me as I park up my pride and joy. Turning round I see Matt looking a little nervous.

"Hey Matt."

"Is that new?" He asks looking at the motorbike. Oh yeah, I forgot the last time he saw me on a motorbike, it was the one Isaac stole. I wonder what happened to that bike? "Huh? Oh the bike, yes it's new." I reply.

"It's nice, suits you more."

Why does Matt look so nervous? "Are you okay?" I ask.

Matt scratches the back of his head. "Uh yeah, I just wanted to apologise for the other day," Matt begins. The other day? What did he do the other day? "For kissing you...I don't know what came over me, and I'm sorry for running away like an idiot, I guess I thought we had some sort of connection?" Oh god, the kiss.

Now I remember. And what is he taking about? A connection? I thought Matt and I were just friends? I don't want to date him, god no. He's cute, but not my kind of guy. "Uh, connection?"

"Yeah, when we kissed...I felt something. Did you feel something?" Oh yeah, I felt your tongue down my throat. "Matt, I don't know where you're going with this?"

"Well, I was wondering if you uh, if you would be my um, my girlfriend." Well shit me a brick. This day just went down the hill. I hate turning guys down, I feel so bad. But I also hate leading guys on, and Matt doesn't deserve that.

"Oh lord...Matt I don't know how to say this but uh, I-"

Matt cuts me off. "Let me guess; you don't like me that way? You want to stay friends? You like someone else? I'm not good enough for you, I get it." Wow he seems really cut up.

But he's right, I don't like him that way, and I do want to stay friends. But I don't like someone else, unless...No, I don't like Isaac do I? Maybe I do? Or maybe I just like his abs?

"I'm sorry, I thought it was like a heat of the moment thing, I didn't know you wanted to be more than friend." I say honestly.

"It's fine, honestly don't worry about it. I'm so stupid, I knew you were out of my league, yet I still chased you."

"You're not stupid. Look, Matt, you're a nice guy. Never doubt yourself, okay? I'm sure you'll find someone who feels the same way about you." I smile lightly.

"Thanks. Uh, that's really sweet of you." He smiles back.

"You're welcome. I'm really sorry, but I have to go. Talk later though." I tell him, before rushing away inside the school. Oh my, what's with all the cameras, I feel like I've just entered the big brother house. I don't like this.

Why has Gerard put cameras everywhere? When I say everywhere, I literally mean everywhere; classrooms, the library, hallways, the gym, the cafeteria, the pool room.

I wouldn't be supposed if they actually had cameras in the bathroom and the locker rooms. It's just sick. Watching our every moves...well Scott and Allison's every moves.

Geez, let us have some privacy!

I slowly walk into the library where Allison told me to meet her. "Allison?" I quietly call. "Over here." She says, popping her head from round the shelf of books. As I walk over to her, I notice my brother and Stiles on the other side of the book shelf. I smile at them lightly before joining Allison.

"That's everything Lydia could translate," Allison said as she passed Scott her tablet through the book shelf. "Trust me she was very confused."

"What did you tell her?" I ask.

"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." Allison said as we all laughed lightly, apart from Stiles. "I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." Oh god, now why doesn't that surprise me.

"Oh...great!"

Breaking the awkward silence, Scott opened his mouth. "Okay, does it say anything about how to find the person who's controlling him?"

"Not really, but Stiles was right about the murders," Allison began but Stiles decide to make a victory fist pump in the air as he loudly whispered, "Yes!"

Remembering Allison telling me about the Kanima seeking a master, I done some research before I went to bed last night. "Like the wolf, its power is greatest at the moon's peak. Like the wolf, the Kanima is a social creature but where the wolf seeks a pack, the Kanima seeks a master." I tell them. Allison gives me a proud smile before continuing.

"They call the Kanima, a weapon of vengeance, used to carry out the bidding of it's master. There's this story in there about a South American priest who uses the Kanima to execute murders in his village."

Well that doesn't sound to bad, I mean, that's good, right? The Kamina is made to kill bad people, who deserved to be executed. But none of the people Jackson has been made to kill seem like murders at all. Surely something has gone wrong.

"Until the bond got so strong that it killed whoever he wanted it too." Allison told us as she grabbed a book.

"Well that's not good." I commented.

"There's the thing though, the Kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf but it can't begin to-" Allison starts but stops when the librarian slowly walks past, placing some books back on the shelves, before walking away again.

"Until, it resolves that in it's past which manifests it." Scott finishes as he reads off the tablet. Well that's not helpful.

How are we supposed to stop Jackson from killing people if he has to kill people to go back to being what he was supposed to be when he was bitten, a werewolf.

"What if this has something to do with his parents? His real parents."

"Yeah, does anyone even know what happened to them?" Scott asked.

"Lydia might know something." I tell them. "What if she doesn't know anything?" Scott asked, looking at me.

"Well he doesn't have a restraining order on me, so I'll talk to him myself." Allison tells us as she puts the book she was holding down. Well Jackson doesn't have a restating order on me either, but if I go talk to him, I might end up killing him. Not because I hate him, buses I don't hate him. He just annoys me, plus the way he just broke with Lydia was discussing.

Break up text, no. That was too harsh!

Scott doesn't seem to find of the idea of Allison talking to Jackson, and I don't blame him. Jackson could hurt Allison. But then again, she is an Argent. "What do I do?" My brother asked his girlfriend.

"You have your make-up exam, remember?" She smiles lightly.

Scott nodded.

"Promise me?" She said as she put her hands through a gab in the book shelf, where Scott also put his hands.

"If he does anything to you, run away." He tells her, joining their hands.

"I can take care of myself."

"Allison if you get hurt while I'm busy with some test, someone is going to need to take care of me. If he does anything..."

"Like?"

"Anything bizarre, anything-"

"Anything evil!" Stiles said as he stuck his head through the book shelf. I was about to shove his head away but Allison beat me to it.

Stiles then stumbled as he tried to keep himself from falling and holing the books he had in his hands at the same time. "Don't damage the books." I tell Stiles once he was stable, and earning a glare in return.

"What? I'm just saying."

***

Allison when to talk to Jackson and try to find out how his parents died or whatever. Scott is taking his exam again, because if he doesn't he'll fail, which he's basically doing in every class. He should really get a tutor or something.

Stiles went looking for Lydia to see if she knew anything on Jackson's real parents, because he might've told her something about them. Plus I could've gone with Stiles because Lydia is my best friend.

But no, Stiles thought if he went on his own, that maybe his plan to get Lydia to fall in love with him will happen.

And then there's me, who had no job. All I was told to do was go to class. Yes, go to class. I was not happy about that at all. How comes they all get a job and I don't, surely there must've been something I could've done?

But I don was I was told and went to class. Well peeping into the classroom counts as going to class right? There was no way I was entering that class, we had the clumsy fat teacher, who I think is called Mr. Vernon or something, not that I really give a shit. I don't like him, at all.

Once I decided to wear my nicest clothes for that day, and I decided that because there was this posh British kid that moved classes that I had a huge crush on.

His name was Nicholas Hastings -oh my was he gorgeous! And of course being my boy-crazed self back then, I wanted to impress him with my amazing style.

But when I got in my seat, next to posh boy. The stupid moron of a teacher decided to spill coffee all over my nice new EXPENSIVE clothes! Did I mention the coffee was fricking boiling hot!

Yeah, and because the coffee was burning my skin, I jerked away which caused me to fall off the stool.

By this point I was extremely embarrassed, and my chances with Nicholas were destroyed, plus I was humiliated in front of the whole class.

The good side to this story is that I managed to get Mr. Vermin -I mean Mr. Vernon to write an apology note, which by the way I have in a frame in my room, don't ask why because I don't even know myself. I should've just got him to replace my clothes, or maybe I should've sued.

Walking down the hallway, I start to hear people talking. "And just because you got the alpha bite makeover doesn't give you license to go around destroying people." Wait, that sounds like Stiles.

"Why not? That's all anybody ever used to to do me." I hear Erica start. I feel so bad for Erica's past. I wish I could've helped her, I knew people were practically bulling her. I guess I did help by reporting it, but I should've probably stuck up for her.

"I used to have the worst crush in the world on you. Yeah, you Stiles, and you never once even noticed me...Exactly how you're not even noticing me right now." Erica said.

Oh wow, Erica had a crush on Stiles, that's so adorable. Well if I knew, I would've set them up. It's not like Lydia even knew Stiles existed anyway.

Suddenly I hear a loud crashing sound. Running to where Stiles and Erica were, I find my brother and shirtless Jackson -now, I know I find Jackson profoundly annoying...but damn, those abs...wow!

....Well they're not as sexy as Isaac's, defiantly far less sexy than Isaac's actually. I mean Isaac body is heaven. It literally looks like his body was carved by angels.

Why was Scott even here? He should be doing his make-up exam. And why the hell is there a big puddle of water on the floor? Wait, didn't Jackson have a restraining order on Scott?

Erica grabs Jackson away from Scott and pushes him against the wall, while Stiles pulls Scott away. Allison comes out the locker room door, looking a little shaken up. Then out of nowhere, a bunch of random students and the devil himself, Mr. Harris appear.

For gods sake, why?!

"What the hell is going on!? Stop, right now." He yelled. "Mr. McCall, do you want to explain yourself?" Oh fudge, bros in trouble, once again.

"Stilinski perhaps?" He said before looking in my direction. Are you kidding me, I did nothing wrong. "I just got here." I tell him, before he turns back round.

Phew, thank god for that.

"You dropped this." Matt says as holds what looks like Allison's tablet. Giving him a small smile, I take the tablet from him.

"You and you. Actually, all of you. Detention, three o'clock" What?! Why am I being punished? Plus I had plans to catch up with my beloved boyfriend Draco Malfoy tonight.

This isn't fair!

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So this may have taken a while to update and edit, but it's finally here. I would've updated it sooner, but you know I kinda got distracted by this guy I've liked for a while. He came over my house with his family and a few other of my parents friends for a party and he was just so fricking hot.

But I also nearly died at the horrendous noise of my mother trying to sing karaoke. It literally sounded like a cat was being strangled to death. And I swear to god by ears started bleeding.

Anyway...what do you all think? Kelsey got a gift from her secret admirer...will we find out who it is soon? Matt wants Kelsey as his girlfriend, but she said no. But will he fight for her?

I just want to let you all know that I have so many ideas for future chapters and sequels to this story. I seriously can't wait to write them. I'm so excited for you all to read them. A lot is going to happen; More drama. More sauciness. And unfortunately, some deaths.

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my strange best friend; @ItsStilinksiBxtch :3