"If you scream, I shoot you and the rest of your pity party. Move." Using the gun as a pointer, Matt indicated for Rosie to move and walk back into the room she had left, the one with the men in.
When walking through the door, Noah was the first to notice Matts gun to her back but Stiles was the first to panic. Matt didn't let her join her brother and boyfriend but kept the gun digging into her back, making sure no one acted irrational.
"Matt, its Matt right?" Like the noble sheriff he is, Noah raised his hands, as if surrendering, making sure Rosie or any of the others wouldn't get hurt. "Matt, whatever's going on, I can guarantee you theres a solution that doesn't involve a gun which is digging into Rosies back right now."
"You know, its funny you say that, because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are." Matt replied, digging the barrel further into Rosies back and she tried to not make the boys worry about her as she compressed the pain.
"I know you don't wanna hurt people."
"Actually, I wanna hurt a lot of people. Rosie wasn't even on my list, but I could be persuaded. The same with you three. And one way is to try dialing somebody on your cell phone, like McCall is doing." Instantly, Scott removed his hand from his pocket and Stiles turned to him, disappointed in his stupidity in a moment like that. "That could definitely get someone hurt. Everyone, now!"
"Come on." They each put their phones on the desk, visible to Matt so he knew no one was trying to get help.
"You." He now pointed the gun to sheriff stilinski, making Rosie able to go to Stiles side. When she did so, he couldn't help but grab her hand, keeping her close to him, and using himself as a shield though she had healing powers. "To the cells."
Matt followed Noah into the cells, as well with his entourage behind him and made Stiles handcuff his own father. Once he was pleased with the tightness of the handcuffs, he took the teenagers down a corridor, making them face several blood stained bodies on the floor. The walls were streaked with blood, showing a struggle and Stiles tried to hide it from Rosie, as if she hadn't seen it before.
"What are you gonna kill everyone in here?"
"No." He chuckled like a psychopath. "That's what Jacksons for. I just think about killing them, and he does it."
Matt pushed Stiles down the corridor and then Rosie, something which neither of the boys liked. He made them re enter the room where they solved the case and shred each ounce of evidence which could be used against him, which was everything. Scott did the shredding of the papers, while Stiles deleted files on his dads computer. Rosie, however, was made to sit down while a gun was to her head once again, just so they would do their duties.
"Deleted. And we're done. And so, Matt, since all the people you brutally murdered deserved it because they killed you first, whatever that mean, we're good here right? You can let Rosie go, yeah? I'll just get my dad, and we'll go, you can continue on the whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the Kanima."
Lights from a car outside escaped through the blinds and caught the attention of Matt, but also the others too as deep down they knew who it would be. Rosie began to tear up at the fear of losing her mother to Matts stupid game of revenge but tried to keep strong as she was facing her brother, as well as Stiles.
"Sounds like your mothers here Rosie." Getting close to her, Matt whispered in her ear though it was loud enough for the boys to hear, making their jaws lock.
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Healing Love- Stiles Stilinski
Fanfiction"You fell in love with the feeling. But you didnt fall in love with me." She was the confident girl, he was the awkward boy. Could it be anymore obvious? --- Season One of Teen Wolf completed. Season Two of Teen Wolf completed.
