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Liam's P.O.V.

Stiles and I burst through the clinic's doors to come face to face with the pack and Deaton.

I look at Scott. He holds up his phone. "I got your text," he says to Stiles.

I turn around to see Stiles looking straight at Scott unaffected. I hated what I did to him. He trusted me. And I lied to him. I just.....feel....so....lost.

Scott walks over to Kira. I look at Deaton with a questioning look as I walk in the room. "Sorry. I couldn't exactly lie to a werewolf," I nod.

Malia walks up to me. "Well if it isn't the doctor and the patient," she smiles at me sarcastically. I look at her confused.

"Wait. Am I....am I the patient?"

"She rolls her eyes. "Duh. Stiles is the smart one," she turns away and I roll my eyes.

Scott speaks up. "So.....this thing he does. What's it called?"

Then I speak up. "Hyptothia. That's what he does with his nails. It's like....passing on the poison he has. Like getting it out of your body before.....before....."

".......before the poison reaches your heart. But even when it does you can still pass it on," Deaton says.

"Wait. So then how long has he had it in his body?" Scott says.

"Well you can have it in your body for up to about 3-4 weeks. I'd say he's had it way past that," Deaton responds.

"Meaning......" I say.

"Meaning it's already reached his heart. And I believe that's why he acts so strangely. When it reaches your heart it changes what configures your actions. Your body won't be run by your brain or your gut.....it's run by your emotions. But only the bad ones. Which makes it harder to break away. Because all that hatred you've felt over the years builds up into one feeling. And that feeling creates your person,"

Deaton's words weren't just deep. They meant more than that. I have the poison in my body. But I also have the I.E.D. in my system too. So when and if this thing inside me gets to my heart.....I might just be worse than Seven.

Scott and the rest of the pack look right at me. "So then.....Well then it's just better to give the poison back to him. He's already long gone," Kira says.

"What? No way?! He needs help," Scott shoots back.

"Wait we are talking about Seven right? I jump in but they ignore me.

Kira sighs. "Scott you and I both know that we can't help him anymore,"

Scott snaps his fingers. "But I think we can. He said to Liam that he needed to get rid of the beast inside him right?" Scott looks at me.

I nod. "Something like that I think,"

"Well I don't think he was talking about the poison. Because there had to be something that put the poison in him. But his eyes.....their red. But werewolves don't have the powers he has. So......I think he might be another creature. I think he's the creature that makes the poison. I think it's the creature we found at the cemetery,"

I lean forward in my chair. "What do you mean at the cemetery?"

Scott looks at Lydia and she rolls her eyes. "Thanks Scott so much," she says sarcastically.

She turns to me. "We went to the cemetery because there was a police report about something attacking the grave digger. It's the same case. Killed by Hyptothia. Apparently if not treated it can kill you," She says it matter of factly.

The statement led me to wonder how much part of the pack I really am. "Well then I guess it's time for witness protection," Malia says.

I huff out a breath of air. Exactly what I was scared would happen.

"Ugh. Ew," surprisingly Stiles said it. First sentence he's said to me since he saw the bruises.

"Relax. I'm a master at this. Okay..... me and Kira, Malia and Liam....And Lydia, and Stiles and Derek," There were a lot of confusing 'what's' but mine must have been the loudest.

"Why do I get stuck with the girls!?" I practically yell.

"Because your good with girls," With that Stiles stood up and burst out the front door.

I look at him then follow. I rush outside to see Stiles about to get in his jeep but I rush over and stop him.

"Hey!"

He rolls his eyes at me. "What do you want Liam,"

"I want you to talk to me,"

"I am. We are. This is a conversation,"

I breath out a puff of air. "I mean talk about why you're so mad at me,"

He rolls his eyes and laughs mockingly. "Because! I thought I could trust you to talk to me when something was wrong! To actually be able to admit when something's not right!? Because at least I was aware enough to notice that you weren't thinking straight! Because I care about you Liam! Believe or not I do! But I guess you don't care about me," He opens his car door but I shut it again.

He turns to his car and bangs his head on it once and leaves it there.

"Stiles....I do care about you. I've always cared. I just....I thought keeping you out of it would better for you. Safer. But I didn't realize how much it would hurt you instead. I mean I know we need trust for this.....whatever this is to work. But hell I don't even know if you like me.....as a friend of course I just....I don't know if this is just because of Scott or-" he cuts me off and turns around.

"It's not Liam. Do you really think I'd be standing here if it was?" A raindrop hits Stiles' nose and I smile slightly and wipe the raindrop off with my thumb.

And soon many many other raindrops followed. But my smile soon disappeared, replaced with a frown.

"This is more than just being mad at me. Isn't it? I mean you're not talking to anyone and that's rare for you and- and I would've definitely thought you would say something when Scott paired you with Derek. I mean you HATE Derek and-" I stopped when I saw the look on his face.

Regret. Guilty.

He...no. No no no no no. "Wait. Wait are you serious? You and....and Derek," I chuckle slightly but it's in no way out of joy.

"Are you serious!? I can't....I can't believe this!" I yell madly and he looks at me like I'm crazy.

"What's your problem?! Why do you care!?"

I smash my fist on his car and my eyes glow gold, but he didn't even flinch. "Because I care about you! And I don't think Derek's good for you,"

Stiles scoffs and walks in circles while I turn around to face him.

"No you don't get it! He's sweet and protective and mysterious and loveable and romantic and awkward and sexy and-" I put my hands on my ears and shake my head.

"LALALALALALALALALALALALA I do NOT want to hear about how SEXY Derek is!" I say to him and he rolls his eyes.

"Relax okay? Why is it such a big deal?"

"Because.....I just don't know why you need Derek to make you happy,"

"I don't need Derek. He needs me,"

I start laughing hysterically. "Oh what a 60 year old needs a high school student!"

Stiles turns to me angrily. "He's NOT 60!"

"Okay okay whatever but.....you deserve better,"

"What like you?!"

I pause. "I didn't say that,"

Stiles pauses and stares at me curiously then looks like everything just fell into place. "Yeah but you were thinking it! I can not believe you're jealous!"

At that moment the rain began to pour down on us harshly but we didn't even notice.

"You know what maybe I am jealous but I have a right to be! I mean.....what can Derek give you that I can't!?"

"EVERYTHING!"

That was enough for him and I. He looks at me then walks toward his jeep and starts it. But before he leaves I make sure I say this to him first.

"You may think he can give you everything.....but there's one thing he can't give you.....he can't stand by you. So don't stand by him....Stand by me,"

Then he drove away.

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