Song: Ocean Eyes - Billie Eillish

Amanda

I opened my eyes with a small gasp as everyone around me stared at me in shock. Even I was shocked. Or am I just in shock?

I don't get it, I should be dead. I sat up, jumping off the uncomfortable metal table while everyone gave me looks of caution and alert. I can't blame them. I frowned while looking at me hands confused.

I lifted up my shirt. There was a bruise. Right in the exact same spot as to where the glass was in my mom when the crash  happened. On my side right from where Garrett stabbed me with his knife after he stabbed....

"Is Liam okay?"I asked looking around the room until my eyes landed on a certain blue eyed boy. I grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him into a hug. I sighed a relief sigh.

He was stiff at first, but he gave in and hugged me back, wrapping his muscular arms around my waist.

We pulled apart. I put my hands on both sides of his face, looking at his to see if he was okay and not injured.

"Are you okay? What happened?"I asked almost forgetting the other people in the room with us.

"I'm fine. Garrett just stabbed me with a knife dipped in a rare wolfsbane, but Deaton got it out of me before it could reach my heart and kill me."he explained it to me as if it were nothing.

I'm going to kill that son of a bitch. I looked towards Deaton smiling. Even though I didn't know the guy I had real respect for the guy.

"Thank you."I said smiling so much that it was starting to hurt my face. I heard once in science in middle school that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile. If that's true, then why does it hurt more to smile?

I frowned for a minute than stopped looking at Deaton.

"Why am I alive? I thought that I was dead."I said holding Liam's hand. He was surprised at first, but then intertwined our fingers together. But just as friends. I need to talk to him about that later, I don't want him getting the wrong idea.

"We don't know. But I would really like to run some tests to make sure everything is running smoothly. But I need to talk to you guys for a second, if that alright?"he said pointing to Derek and Scott.

When did Scott and Derek get here? That's when I noticed Scott's look of sad mixed with confusion. He was looking at something between Liam and I. I followed his line of vision. It led me to mine and Liam's intertwined hands.

When Deaton, Derek, and Scott went into the other room, I turned to Liam. He just looked at me with his big, wide, blue eyes.

"Liam, I need to tell you something and I hope you feel the same way."I said. I heard a faint voice in my head, but it kind of sounded like Liam. It said 'oh god, please tell me she doesn't like me in that way, because I don't. I like someone else'

"Liam, I don't like you like that, but I like you as a friend. I grabbed your hand just to know that I have a friend beside me that won't ever leave."I said as he sighed in relief and put a hand over his heart.

"I thought you were going to say that you like like me. And I understand the whole thing about the whole 'wanting to know that you have a friend by your side knowing that they won't leave you' thing."he said smiling as he squeezed my hand a little.

The door opened and in walked Deaton, but Scott stayed outside and called Liam to got out there and talk to his. Scott peeked inside the room to make sure that Liam was coming when his eyes landed on me. What is his deal with me and Liam?

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After they had gotten done with the tests, Deaton said that there was nothing wrong with me and that I could go home.

"I'll take you home."I heard Scott say to me for the first time all day. Liam said that he was getting a ride from Mason, Derek had already left, and Deaton had some work to finish up at the clinic.

The ride to Scott's house was quiet. It's not like we could talk to each other with the wind blowing really hard. But other than that it was okay.

The thing that I like about going places with Scott is that he has a motorbike. And when I ride with him I get to hug him and I feel safe, but right now it just feels like he's upset or mad at me or at something.

When we got to his house he walked off into the house, leaving the door open for me, while I walked slowly. When I got in the house I closed the door behind me.

I walked up the stairs. I was going to my room when I stopped at Scott's door. I barged in while he was putting on a shirt. He ignored me.

"What's your problem, huh? Are you mad at me or upset? Did I do any thing wrong?!"I said raising my voice a little. I didn't care if I was loud, because I knew that we were the only ones in the house, because Melissa was at work, working a double shift.

He looked at me with his big, wide, puppy eyes that looked exactly like mine. He pierced his lips into a thin line making it seem like he was angry.

"I just-I just don't want you to hang around Liam anymore."he said with a serious face. I laughed thinking he was joking. Then I stopped, I was starting to get mad. He had no right to tell me what to do.

"Why? Because he's a werewolf? News flash, Scott. So are you. A-and that's not the beginning of it. I just came back from the dead. People don't just do that everyday!"I said with my blood boiling.

"Its just that I-I like you, okay? I don't want to see you get hurt again!"he yelled. What he said shocked me. It must have been obvious that I was shocked, because he had a look of shock on his face too from what he had just said.

I sighed running a hand through my hair. We stood there in silence for a minute, staring at each other. The only sound in the room was our heavy breathing.

"Screw it."I heard him say as I looked up, he was walking up to me. He grabbed my face looking at me for a second with the most sweet look and then looking at my lips.

He leaned in and so did I. He closed his eyes an so did I. His lips were soft and warm against mine. I could feel him frown into the kiss. At this moment I realized I had fallen for the True Alpha werewolf.

I wrapped my arms around him pulling him closer to me. He dropped his hands from my face and wrapped them around me, lifting me up a little bit. I wrapped my legs around him. He layed me on his bed with him hovering over me.