I walked down the stairs after getting dressed in a rush since mom is making Scott and I go grocery shopping because she had to go to work. This morning I woke up expecting Derek to be there but once again he left like the last time. I acted like it didn't bother me but it did, I was actually expecting him to be there this time but unfortunately I was wrong.

School was already hell today and on top of the car Scott had smelt Derek's scent in my room this morning when he was telling me to wake up. But thankfully my mom came in and interrupted before I could lie and he could catch me since his werewolf sense is the most annoying thing now.

I headed towards Scott who was sitting at the kitchen dining table waiting. "Come on lazy, let's go." I told him, tossing him my mom's keys.

"I'm not lazy." He muttered under his breath, following right behind me out of the door.

Scott unlocked the car, the both of us slipped inside. I strapped my seatbelt as he turned on the car baking out of driveway. "Don't kill us now, Scotty." I teased, causing him to shoot me a glare before he drove off to the grocery store that was near our house.

"So...How are you and Allison?" I asked, sending him a wink.

He shot me another look. "Good." He couldn't help but smile.

I played with my hands looking out the window. "Not to ruin the moment or anything but aren't you afraid that Mr. Argent might find out and hunt you down?" I asked, wow...that escalated quickly.

He sighed, taking a turn into another street. "Sometimes, but they won't find out." He reassured. I swallowed roughly.

"Hopefully," I muttered, as he parked the car in the parking lot of the grocery store. "Anyways, let's get this over with." I stated, unbuckling my seatbelt and stepping out of the car.

Scott grabbed a cart as we entered the market, looking around the first aisle we walked into. "Milk," I reminded, grabbing the bottle sticking it in the cart.

"Get the bread." Scott motioned ahead of us.

I grabbed the bread adding it into the cart. I huffed adding other things my mom added to the list into the cart, taking a turn into the junk food aisle, Scott and I both shared the same smirk look.

"Time for some fun," Scott laughed out. We both grabbed a bunch of delicious snacks and added it into the cart.

"Done," I dusted my hands together. "Time to go?" I asked. He nodded in response.

We both walked towards the cashier, setting all our things onto the cash registration table. "That'll be thirty dollars." The woman said, Scott took out his wallet paying for it as I grabbed some of the grocery bags and walked out of the store with Scott following behind me.

"Now, where did we park?" I asked, forgetting our parking spot.

Scott shared the same look. "I'm not sure..." He trailed, we both looked around.

I sighed in relief when I saw the car. "Found it." I pointed out, we both shared a smile walking towards the car and that was until Scott dropped the milk bottle under the car.

"Dammit." He muttered under his breath. I sighed turning around waiting for him.

I furrowed my brows when I saw the milk bottle roll back out under the car. I sighed turning my head looking around, feeling as if something wasn't right but all of a sudden someone grabbed my hand and pulled me with them as we ran.

"Scott!? What's going?" I breathed out, as we continued to run.

"Just keep running!" He yelled as I remained silent, running faster.

I gasped when I heard a loud growl, turning to see a black figure chasing right after us. They say never look back and here I am looking back, cursing myself and running at the same pace as Scott. My breathing was cut short.

Was this really the time for the alpha to come after us? Seriously!? Scott yanked me behind a truck, both of us bending down. I jumped when a loud growl was heard in the parking lot, covering my mouth to calm my breath down but Scott was struggling to calm his own breathing down.

"Listen to me," Scott whispered, catching my attention. "I have a plan in order to outrun him." He continued, I nodded my head for him to go on. "Jump the cars." He told me, I looked at him unsure. "Trust me."

I nodded in agreement, Scott jumped on the car and pulled me up but instantly a loud alarm came from the cars. Scott and I both nodded at each other before jumping every single car in front of us causing loud alarms to go off on each car we jumped on.

He yanked my hand, we rushed down to level two and instantly Scott pulled me with him behind a nearby car. I cupped my mouth breathing heavily, leaning against the car. Scott looked over at me placing his hand on my arm.

My heart sunk when Scott's phone started ringing. "Turn it off." I whispered, looking around worriedly.

He quickly took out his phone trying to turn it off but everything happened so fast Scott was pulled away from me and I heard. "You're dead." My lips fell open slightly, staring at the person.

"Derek?" I breathed out, placing my shaking hand on my forehead.

Scott looked at him intense. "What the hell was that!?" He shouted, following Derek as he walked.

I put my lips in a line shaking off the fear, following behind them. "I said I was going to teach you, I didn't say when." Derek clarified. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You scared the crap out of me." Scott admitted. He glanced over at me. "And Layla," He pointed out, Derek looked over at me.

We both shared an awkward look before continuing to walk. "Not yet." Derek muttered.

"Okay, but I was fast, right?" Scott asked, obviously fishing for compliments.

Derek continued to hold the same emotionless expression on his face. "Not fast enough."

Scott frowned. "But - but the car alarm thing, that was smart, right?"

Derek didn't budge. "Till your phone rang,"

Scott grew irritated. "Yeah, but that was - I mean-" He cut himself off. "Would you just stop? Please? What happened the other night, Stiles' dad getting hurt, that was my fault. And Layla almost being taken by the alpha." Derek glanced at me, causing me to awkwardly look at Scott. "I should have been there to do something. I need you to teach me how to control this." Weird to see Scott asking Derek for help, when he said he doesn't trust him...

"Look, I am what I am because of birth. You were bitten. Teaching someone who was bitten takes time. I don't even know if I can teach you."

Scott looked at him hopelessly. "What do I have to do?" He asked, it hurt me a lot to see him hopeless.

"You have to get rid of distractions." Derek grabbed him, sticking his hand in his pocket and taking Scott's phone out of Scott's coat pocket. "You see this?" He turned his phone around revealing Allison's missed call. "This is why I caught you. You want me to teach you?" I straightened myself up watching Derek carefully. "Get rid of her." He ordered.

"What? Just because of her family?" Scott asked, offended.

Derek lifted his hand that was holding Scott's phone. "Wait! Wait! Whoa! Whoa!" Scott shouted, trying to stop Derek but Derek ignored and hurls the phone causing Scott and I to flinch at the same time.

I swallowed roughly, looking at Scott who sent a furious glare at Derek. I know for sure Mom will kill Scott. I guess this is the end of the road for my brother Scott McCall.

"You getting angry?" Derek asked, obviously trying to get under Scott's skin. "That's your first lesson. You want to learn how to control this? How to shift? You do it through anger, by tapping into a primal animal rage, and you can't do that with her around." He explained. I took a step away from Scott when the look in his eyes changed.

"I can get angry." Scott reassured.

The sound of my gulp filled my ears as I looked at the unsure. "Not angry enough." Derek continued. "This is the only way that I can teach you." He admitted, stepping forward. "Now, can you stay away from her? At least until after the full moon?" My eyes averted to Scott who looked as if he was thinking.

He slowly nodded in defeat. "If that's what it takes-" He was cut off by Derek.

"Do you want to live? Do you want to protect your friends? To protect your own sister." Derek asked, sending me a glance. "Yes or no?"

I stared at Scott carefully. "Yes, if you can teach me. I can stay away from her." Scott responded. I sighed in relief looking over at Derek who looked back at me.

Papers were all over my bed. My computer was opened with Microsoft word opened. My head was pounding from the stress, all thanks to my essay that was due to Tuesday. I looked through the pile of papers scattered all over my bed trying to find that one paper that I needed.

"You need this?" I gasped loudly, my head snapped over to see Derek standing there with a paper in his hand.

I placed my hand over my chest, my heart was beating quickly. "Don't scare me like that." Breathing out a heavy sigh, I stood up from the bed walking towards him. "Let me see." I took the paper from him, looking down to see the paper I was looking for. "Came in from the window again?" I asked, without looking at him.

I walked over to my bed, taking a seat sitting down Indian style. "Yeah," His deep voice echoed my room. I looked up at him, pushing my hair behind my ears.

My fingers typed on to keyboard quickly, writing the rest of the words needed for my essay. I stopped when one thought came to my head. "You left this morning." I broke the silence, not looking up from my computer.

"I needed to go." He admitted, looking up from my computer and at him to see him staring back at me. "It's better if I stay away from you." I sighed in annoyance.

I chuckled. "Then what are you doing here?" I couldn't help but ask. He looked at me taken off guard by my question.

"I don't know." He confessed, furrowing my brows at him. He sighed, stuffing his hands into his pants with a stone cold look on his face. "I want to stay away but I can't."

Standing up from my bed, walking towards him, I placed my hand on his arm. "Danger doesn't scare me." I told him, he stared down at me without any emotions. "Let me in." I begged.

He placed his hand under my chin, leaning down. He sucked in a breath nuzzling his nose against my cheek. "You're dangerous. You keep pulling me in." He whispered, his breath fell against my skin causing shivers down my spine, without saying anymore he smashed his lips against mine.

The knock on my bedroom door straddled me causing me to pull away from Derek quickly. "Layla." I gasped, hearing my mom's voice caused me to quickly turn around and grab Derek's wrist dragging him towards my closet. "Layla?" She continued to call.

"Just a second," I told him, turning to Derek. "Stay here." I warned, shutting the closet door.

I rushed towards my bedroom door, unlocking the door and opening it to see my mom. "Come in." I moved to the side for her to come in.

She laughed looking at my bed with all the homework scattered around. "That essay must be really getting to you." I sent her a playful glared.

I walked over slumping down on my bed. "This essay is going to be the death of me." She sat right beside me rubbing my back.

"You'll be fine." She reassured. "You survived the last one and aced it." She winked, causing me to chuckle. "I wanted to ask you something..." She trailed, causing me to straighten myself up. "Has he been calling you lately?" She asked, catching me off guard.

My heart sunk at the thought of my 'dad'. "Yeah..." She frowned, giving a kiss to the side of my head. "But I'm fine." I reassured, grabbing my mom's hands.

She smiled at me. "I didn't come here for that. I actually wanted to come and have a little chat with you since Stiles told me something." I narrowed my brows, not knowing what Stiles could possibly tell my mother.

"W-what did he tell you?" I asked, suddenly feeling nervous.

"We will get to that. A lot of people your age do things..." She trailed, causing me to furrow my brows. "You know things like...two people...Female and male..." I gasped, realizing what she was talking about. "I've never really given you this talk but sex is a serious matter." I shuffled around uncomfortably.

"Mom, I think we should talk about this later." I said, hoping she wouldn't go on since Derek was in my closet.

This was really embarrassing. "No. Now listen to me. Many teens your age have gotten pregnant because they probably haven't been given this talk. And I'm not ready to be a grandmother yet." I choked on my own spit. "Oh my gosh, sweetie are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

"I'm fine." I reassured.

"As I was saying, you are a very smart girl. And I know you wouldn't do anything without being protected." Oh my gosh this is getting worse and worse.

I closed my eyes tightly. "You should probably give Scott that talk not me."

She smirked at me. "You don't have to hide it from me any further. Stiles already told me you have someone in your life." My eyes grew wide. Stiles is going to be dead soon.

I put my lips in a line. "Oh really? Stiles said that?" I sent her a fake smile, but on the inside I just wanted to murder Stiles to death.

She chuckled, she scanned me cautiously. "Have you been eating?" I froze, looking over at my mom. I kept my mouth zipped realizing what subject was going to come back. "Please don't tell me you're skipping meals." She begged, suddenly looking hurt.

I bit the side of my cheek. "Mom..." I trailed, but I couldn't find words since she already knows. "I'm trying." I whispered, she placed her hand on my cheek.

"We'll get through this again." She leaned over kissing my cheek before she stood up from the bed and walked out of my room shutting the door.

I stared at the wall blankly, hearing the closet door open. I turned my head to see Derek walking out, turning my head back to the front of me playing with my notebook, the bed shuffled when he sat beside me.

"You have eating disorders?" He asked, causing my head to snap over to his direction. I played with the book nervously. I nodded my head shamefully, feeling his finger against my chin pulling my head up to look at him. "Nothing to be ashamed of when you can't control it." I smiled at him, but he didn't he held the expressionless face.

I sucked in a breath, staring at him with my head tilted. "But I do this to myself. I don't even try to help myself and just let it happen." I continued to say shamefully.

"Take the help you need." He said, causing me to give him a small nod.

"I'll try."

He stood up from the bed walking towards the window. "I need to go." His voice was deep and cold.

I slowly nodded my head. "Bye." He didn't reply and jumped out of the window, standing up walking towards the window shutting the window and locking it up.

I rested my head against the cold window.

Pushing myself away from the cold glass, walking out of my bedroom door, I headed towards Scott's room. I opened the door to see him lying there on his back staring at the ceiling focused. "Hey Scott." I entered, shutting the bedroom door.

"Hey." I walked over, lying down right beside him on the bed staring up at the ceiling as well.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, turning my head towards his direction.

He looked back at me. "Could be better." He admitted, we both looked up at the ceiling saying no more.

I smiled, interlocking my hands against my stomach. "Scott." I began.

"Hm?" He hummed in response.

"What do you want on your tombstone?" I broke the silence, causing him to stare at me confused.

He looked at me cautiously and confused. "Why do you ask?" He asked, carefully.

I laughed. "Just wanted to know,"

Scott shook his head looking back ahead of us. "I have a weird person as a twin." He joked, causing me to punch his arm making him wince in pain.