(Bettes house)

As they arrive at Bettes house Derek here's yelling. He tells Stiles to stop the car so he can make out what is being said.

"Whatever Wilson, I'm done. I told you I didn't want you anymore, But yo dusty ass decided to follow me, please go and leave me and mines alone." Bette screams and Derek is deciding weather or not to go in there.

"Derek what's going?--" Stiles started to ask but was cut off by derek shushing him.

"The sooner you realize I'm the only one here for you, the better, Don't nobody love you girl, yo momma didn't want you after you done got pregnant wit yo bastard child, Who do you think will want you now? what, since you moved to California you think your past actions won't follow you? you're from the ghetto Bette, don't nobody want damaged goods, you ain't shit but a poor man's Girl" Wilson screams back just as loud. Derek growls just as he hears a loud thump noise. without a second thought, Derek is out of the car and bursting through the door. He see's Bette and Wilson Wrestling on the floor. Wilson has Bettes hair and Bette is Punching Wilson in the stomach. Derek breaks it up Lifting Wilson off the ground and throws him to the door. Wilson stands up and Brushes himself off as Derek helps Bette to her feet. She takes her hair out of the loose bun and gives it a shake. she wraps the hair tie around her wrist and sucks her teeth.

"I'm gone Bette. You got what you wanted" Wilson said to Bette with his arms open. then he turned his attention to Derek. "I'd get to know her first before coming to her rescue Bruh" Wilson says while walking to the door. Bette tries walking to Wilson But Derek grabs her arm.

"You got me fucked up Nigga, This ain't over, You think you can come up in my house and talk about my child? hell naw. You done fucked up. I told you we'd go toe to toe, if you talked about my blood. and that's exactly what we did, try it again and I will end you" Bette says as tears silently stream down her face. Wilson Scoffs and leaves just as Scott and Stiles appear.

"Took you long enough" Derek growled at Scott. Who seriously had no clue what just happened. Due to the fact he wasn't listening. Sometimes he is the worst wolf. Stiles hugs Bette even though he doesn't even know what happened, and sits her down on the couch. Derek sits in the chair across the room and Scott is just staring at Bette. A look of realization crosses his face. Stiles see's the look on his bestfriends face and pulls him into the kitchen.

"Dude, What's with the face?" Stiles asks Scott. Scott smiles nervously.

"Bro, Remember when I told you about my little adventure with that sexy mixed girl in chicago? well that's her, That's the girl that I had sex with after that party" Scott says. Stiles' Mouth dropped and he realizes what this might mean. Stiles puts his hands on Scotts shoulder and smiles.

"Wait here" Stiles says and heads in the living to fetch Bette. Stiles returns to the kitchen shortly after with Bette following. Stiles introduces the two and leaves then to talk. Its awkward at first until Scott breaks the silence with a hug. Bette is shicked hut quickly wraps her arma around his neck feeling a sort of familiarity. Scott pulls away and smiles at her

"You don't remember me do you?" Says Scott while leaning against the counter. Bette shakes her head and smiles

"No I'm sorry I don't, But you look very familiar" States Bette as she puts her hair back in a messy bun. Scott sighs and blushes a little.

"It was me Bette, I was the one you slept with at the party , Last year in chicago" Scott says straight. Laughing as he nudged her a little. Bette tenses and gets nervous. she's about to say something but Brooklynn starts to cry. her eyes get big and Scott senses something wrong. He starts to ask what's wrong but she cuts him off.

"I-I'll be right back, I have to go get my daughter, she is crying" Bette says as she tries to walk off. But Scott grabs her wrist and gets a confused look on his face.

"How old is your daughter Bette" Scott demands. Bette looks at the grip on her wrist then back up to meet Scotts eyes. Her heart race picks up and Scott hears it. So he grips her wrist harder.

"How old is she Bette?" Scott growls. Bette pulls away and runs upstairs. She picks up her crying baby and returns to the kitchen to an angry looking Scott. she ignores him by keeping her head down while she makes Brooklynn's bottle. Scott walks over to them while she is shaking the bottle to get it ready. Although Bette still refuses to look at Scott and he gets angry. He touches the baby's hand and smiles. He gets a warm fuzzy feeling and starts to panick.

"Is she my baby Bette?" Scott asks nervously with a hint of confusion. Bettes heart race picks up again and she geta tears in her eyes. Scott growls and Glares at her.

"Answer me damn it, Is she my baby?" Scott demands. Bette slams the bottle on the counter and tears stream silently down her face. she is raging with fear , anger, and guilt.

"I don't need no man, or baby daddy in my life, So what if you're the father, What the hell do I need you for? I been doin it by myself for the last six months without a man in my life so why start now?" Bette cries as she rocks the baby in her arms. Scott looks at her and feels every emotion she feels and starts to feel bad.

"Bette.....Bette..." Scott says calmly and reaching out to touch her shoulder to console her. but she pushes past him and runs up the stairs holding her baby tightly to her chest leaving Scott in the kitchen by himself to think.

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