'BOUT TO SELL SOME COUPON BOOKS FOR MY SCHOOL!!!! fuuunnnnn..... I guess. Words of wisdom for today: Coupons aren't just for old people. ;)

P.S: I'd like to take a moment to apologize for my absence.....I'M SO SORRY GUYS I GOT SO FN HOOKED ON THE MAZE RUNNER BEIN A SLUTTY PAOER WHORE I'M SOOOOOO SORRY PLS FORGIVE ME!!!!!!!! okay enjoy! ^.^

Liam's P.O.V.

Key West, I'm not really sure what to call a place that I can run laps around with werewolf speed and barely break a sweat. But there were a lot of gift shops, I can tell you that.

Busy place, I gotta say, there are a lot of tourists. We flew in yesterday and stayed a night in a hotel in Florida, Miami. Then we took a tour bus here.

There are a lot of Keys in the Florida Keys, but I guess this one is most popular. I'm just glad I was able to find a hotel in this place.

"Why is it so hot?"

"Have you been to Florida?"

Malia rolls her eyes at Stiles. "You would think so, wouldn't you,"

Stiles rolled his eyes back.

"Okay, okay you're both beautiful, we get it. Let's just wait for the trolley," Scott says, silencing everyone.

I look over at Stiles and see a bruise on his arm. "Hey Stiles, you okay?"

Stiles looks at his arm and quickly covers it up. "Oh, uh....nothing," I look at him confused but leave it alone.

"How are we even going to solve this? Where do we go? What do we do?" Lydia says.

I was looking down at a map of all the tourist attractions when I noticed no one answered Lydia's question. So I looked up to see them all looking at me.

"Me? Oh um....I.....I don't really know,"

"Thanks for that,"

"Shut up Derek,"

"You shut up?"

"You could both shut up!?" Malia barges in.

"Guys! Can we just stop fighting and wait patiently?!" Scott yells at us again.

"It's here," Kira says. We turn around to see the trolley strolling down the street and stop next to us. We get on and take a seat in the back.

"Since I see we have new people joining us, my name is Alexis and I'll be your tour guide today. Okay, let's get moving," She starts driving slowly down the street and I look out the window thinking.

What are we even doing here? How am I going to find the second Jed? If I do then I find a cure for Mason....possibly.....god I hope so.

"Um.....Liam," Kira leans her head over my seat to talk to me from behind.

"Yeah?"

"I don't know if you're controlling that but you might want to be a little more subtle,"

"What do you mean?"

"Your necklace is glowing," I look down and see that the first Jed was glowing a bright bluish color.

I covered it with my hand and looked around, but no one seemed to notice.

"I didn't realize it was happening," I hissed to Kira.

"What does it mean?"

"Probably means that someone in here might have the second Jed,"

We both look around but see no one wearing anything that even looks like they had it.

But if someone on here does have it....what then?

Brett's P.O.V.

I hate this.

Hanging out with, or dare I say babysitting, Mason was worse than boring. It was a punishment.

He's laying on the floor in the middle of the clinic with like, a million freaking blankets on him for reasons I still don't understand.

Who needs so many, anyway?

He's been so quiet though. Unmoving on his back, too.

It gave me time to think back to my oh so wonderful conversation with Liam when we first brought Mason here from the hospital.

"Whatever you say won't change how I treat him!"

"He's my best friend and you're just a freaking werewolf! You're going to hurt him one day!"

And he was completely right. I will hurt him one day, and I know I would, and I wouldn't mind.

To me, every guy I've ever dated is just the same to me. I always dominate, that's how it works.

Sounds a bit cruel but, that's just what makes sense to me. I made up the part about it being a werewolf thing.

If Liam found out that I wanted to just use his best friend, he'd probably be even more pissed than he was before. I look over at Mason still unmoved. "Hey, Mason....you okay?"

It was then I realized something Liam told me to do before he left.

"And Brett,"

"Ugh. What now?"

"Make sure he always lays on his stomach. If he lays on his back he could swallow the blood which clogs his airways-"

"Yeah, yeah, words, words I get it just go already,"

Damn. "Um...Mason?" He didn't move. I ran to him and turned him over onto his stomach. Nothing. I flipped him back over and pressed my ear to his chest, still nothing.

Something inside me panicked and I felt my heart race. I shook madly.

"Mason? Mason!? Please wake up! Mason!.....Mason?" I found myself about to cry as Mason opened his eyes suddenly and started choking. He struggled out of my grip and threw up a few feet from the blankets. The floor was covered with a pool of lumpy blood.

"Oh god, Mason, I thought you died?!"

He chokes out words to me. "I w-was dead you idiot. Thanks for the-ugh.....help,"

Then I said something, something I've never said to any other human being since I was six.

"I'm.....sorry," I choked out.

Mason looks at me confused. "Did you just say what I think you said?"

"Oh shut up,"

"No way! So Mister Hard Headed is apologizing?"

"Yes I am. You gonna be an ass about it?"

"Yeah, pretty mu-" he stops mid-sentence and coughs up a little more blood and I rush to him and wrap him in my arms.

"I'm fine, I'm fine....I'm....fine,"

He looks me in the eyes and I stare right back, confused. I could hear his heart beating faster than usual and he suddenly clears his throat.

Um.....well....you heard me I'm fine so let me go," Mason blushes slightly as he pushes me away, which makes me smile and lean a little closer to him.

"Well you know what they say....if you love something.....set it free," Mason gasps slightly, and once I realize what I said my eyes widened slightly too.

Do I really like Mason.....in a.....serious way?

Liam's P.O.V.

Nothing. Nothing at all. No one's made a move on me or anything and I was getting worried.

If someone does have it, do they know I have the other one?

"Okay, this is the stop for the Palm Tree Hotel," Kira shakes me, signaling for me to get up.

I stand up first and walk slowly down the aisle, examining everyone. There's no one. But how? I step off the trolley and as soon as I do, I see it. The tour guide. It's her. She smiles at me.

"Come again!" The perky voice followed and then the doors closed. And she drives off.

"It's her."

"What?"

"The tour guide, it's her. She has the other necklace!"

Malia tries to run after the trolley but Scott stops her.

"Malia you can't chase after it,"

"Why not?"

"It's a trolley!" We all say simultaneously to Malia.

"Well last time I checked trolley's are slower than most cars!"

"Well last time I checked we're in a public place!" Malia groaned.

"So now what?"

Scott shrugged. "There's nothing else to do but wait,"

"What!?"

"We can't do anything now. We'll figure it out in the morning. For now let's just check in," Scott says.

We walk into the place, and I feel nothing but regret.

Dammit. Why don't I ever think before I assume everything is fine.

Mason's P.O.V.

After a few more seconds of it I can't take anymore. I pop up from the floor and glare at Brett that also pops up since he was so close to me. "Would you please stop breathing on me like that?!" I lay back down and bury my face into the pillow. A few seconds later I could feel him near me again. I pop up and hit his head with mine by accident and we separate rubbing our temples simultaneously.

"Well that was fun," Brett said.

"I really hope that was sarcasm," I replied rolling my eyes.

When he didn't respond I looked over at him to see his dark expression staring off into nothing.

"Brett.....you okay?"

He looks at me finally with a now blank expression. Almost lifeless as his dark eyes cascade the mood in the room to a depressed distress.

He walks toward me and grabs my arm pulling me up roughly.

"Come on," he said practically roboticly.

I jerked away from him. "What do you mean 'come on'? Where the hell are you taking me?!"

He turned to me with the same blank expression. "To visit a friend,"

And then suddenly his fist was all I could remember.

Liam's P.O.V.

I fall onto the bed of the hotel room heavily. I sigh irritated.

Why am I always the one alone? Stuck with no one? Ugh.

I look around the lonely room and see nothing interesting.

I close my eyes for awhile thinking about the situation when there's a sudden knock on my door. I walk over thinking it's either Scott or Stiles most likely.

But here I see a strange twist in events.

"Derek?"

Derek has his head down and he lifts it to with saddened eyes. I've never seen him so down before? Of course it brought me joy but.....for some reason also brought me dismay. And that small part of me convinced my arms to let him in. He walks into the room and plays with his leather jacket. I roll my eyes at his insecurity.

"Why are you here Derek. I hate you. You hate me. We are not a family......wait..."

Huh? That rhythm is familiar.

"Um......Liam?"

"Did I just......wait...."

Derek spins around and stares me right in the eye as if to get my attention.

"I abused Stiles,"

Flashback P.O.V.

Stiles types on his phone, texting Liam and smiling slightly at his stupidity. Derek was in the shower while Stiles was texting him. Suddenly the doors bursted open and Derek crashed through them snarling. Something he'd never seen on Derek's face that was directed to him.....at least not after he first kissed me.

"Derek? Are you okay?" Stiles asked simply concerned for the guy he loved.

Derek brought his head up and growled again walking slowly to Stiles.

"This is the fifth time. The fifth time he's texted you and you start to laugh right in front of me,"

"Derek....h-he's just my friend I swear. I mean.....he's a kid,"

"So are you but I took my chances,"

"Derek....please just listen to me....you're not like this...this isn't you,"

Stiles starts to walk forward as if he could calm Derek down but that just made Derek even madder.

"The fifth time I'm gone and you take out your phone to text him back secretly,"

"Derek please he's just my friend I promise," Another step.

"And the fifth time that you said you loved me and lied!! Your heart beat tells me the truth...NOT. YOU,"

"Derek-" Before Stiles could say anything else Stiles was already on the ground bleeding out of his nose. Derek kicked his side repeatedly until Stiles was practically on the verge of death.

"P-please....Derek....don't do this.....this isn't you....WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!?" Stiles says in a voice merely a shell of his old one.

Derek got closer to Stiles' ear and whispered into it.

"Tell me that you want me.....that you need me.....that you can't live without me....because I know you can't.....your worthless and we all know it. So just say it.....maybe when you rot in hell you'll have at least something to feel good about.....say it," Derek smiled next to Stiles' ear.

Stiles hesitated at first but closed his eyes and gave in.

"I-I need y-you Derek...."

Liam's P.O.V.

"And then I realized what I was doing and snapped out of it. But there was one thing he said before I came over here. Once I snapped out of it and as I was walking out the door he said....'But......I need Liam more,'"

Then I said the only thing that was actually clear in my head right now.

"Well guess what? I don't give a shit what you did or do to Stiles. Or what he thinks of me. You can both rot in hell,"

Hola ppls. My guy friend sent his creepy friend after me....yeah he's hot but extremely creepy.....eh....I except the challenge. Bring it on old man!!!...even though you're my age.....anywhat!?!?!....I really am sorry about the whole stupid avoiding you thing. But I looked up stiam on tumblr and felt such joy I had to come back. Ot was uard reading all those notifications though....phew. talk about a workout. ^.^ bye my little laughing momma's!!!