Monsters | Stiles Stilinski

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟔

I THOUGHT THAT WHEN I WAS PUT ON THE SPOT I WAS QUITE A COLLECTED PERSON.

I was wrong.

Boy, was I really wrong.

My heart was practically breaking through my ribcage with how fast it was beating. I was trying my hardest not to let anything show but I was entirely on edge as Chris Argent drove me back to his house, Gerard sitting in the passenger seat. The two hunters kept on looking back at me, checking I hadn't launched myself out of the door and ran away, and it only made me feel uneasy.

I'd sent a sly SOS to Scott and Stiles, letting them know I'd been roped up into Chris Argent's car but they hadn't gotten back to me. I wasn't expecting them to either, they had enough going on trying to find the Kanima in that club before Derek killed him.

I didn't say anything the entire car ride and when we pulled up at the Argent household I noticed my fathers car parked in the driveway. I hesitated in the backseat knowing I hadn't seen my dad in a while. It wasn't conventional, what kind of daughter went weeks without seeing her legal guardian? I wasn't sure how I was getting away with it to be honest but it was a surreal reminder that my dad didn't really care for me anymore.

That's what it felt like, at least. When we lived in San Francisco I spent a lot of my time with Allison and some other friends. I only ever saw my dad on the morning and the night. It had been that way for around two years. I felt like I was a burden to him, that I was something he had but didn't want. He pushed me away and so I willingly walked even further.

As Chris turned the car off he didn't turn back to me like Gerard did, instead he got out of the car silently. I reached for the door handle, pulling it towards me to open the door but it didn't budge. My brows furrowed as I tried again but I had no luck. I turned towards Gerard seeing him looking at me in slight amusement.

"Sorry about that." He chuckled, "Chris always forgets to turn it off."

I tried to force the smallest of smiles but I couldn't do it. Why an earth would they put the child lock on? Surely this border-lined kidnapping, didn't it? Forcing me into their car and purposely locking me inside.

Whatever it was it made me uneasy and when the door was opened for me I jumped straight out, unnerved by the expression on Gerard's face. I didn't know what it was about the man, whether it was because he had stabbed Scott or what, but I just didn't like him.

Chris closed the door after me and I walked up the path to the Argent household, Gerard leading the way as his son walked behind me. He was probably holding a taser to my back or something, ready to fire at me should I try and make a break for it. I had to admit, the thought was tempting but what was to stop them from hopping back in their car in say three days time and doing this again? Clearly they wanted to talk to me.

The Argent household was warm but it was far from inviting and as I looked up towards the staircase I saw Allison stood at the top on the landing as she leaned over the banister. Her face twisted in confusion as she met my eyes and I shrugged fractionally at her, letting her know I had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"This way, Alex." Chris said to me then, forcing me along into the kitchen and out of Allison's eyeshot. I knew she wouldn't be allowed to listen in on this conversation.

I had no choice but to follow, coming into the kitchen to see my dad sitting at the head of the table. He was pinching his temples between his thumb and middle finger in what appeared to be stress but I held no sympathy for him.

"Take a seat." Gerard said to me, pointing to the chair on the right of my dad.

I reminded silent as I sat down and I laid my hands in my lap as Chris and Gerard sat down opposite me. I could feel my dad's gaze burning into the side of my head but I didn't turn to look at him. I kept my head forwards, locked on Chris' eyes as he seemed to be studying me.