MANEATER ↠ S.STILINSKI

000, prologue

PROLOGUE

EVERYONE THOUGHT JENNIFER CHECK WAS DEAD.

Rightfully so, when her body was found, abandoned by her best friend, lying on her bed in her pink room.
The girl wearing a long blue shirt with 'Beacon Hills Highschool' written on it was now nothing but a corpse that was stabbed to death.

Victoria Check was confused when she had heard nothing when she called out her daughter's name. So she did what every mother would have done, she ran up the stairs to her daughter's bedroom but when she swung the door open, she found the body of her
little angel, Jennifer.

As anyone who had just found a dead body would do, Victoria screamed, so loud that the neighbours had heard her. Victoria had rushed to the phone and dialed 911, and then proceeded to call the one person she knew would be able to handle this. At least, that's what she thought.

But when Stiles Stilinski rolled up to the scene in his nearly broken, sky blue jeep, the roaring of engine filling the void of timid silence, she soon realized how wrong she was. The boy now standing before Jennifer's bedroom widow (which was on the ground floor) with his scared expression.

Because not even ten feet away from were he stood, lied the body of the girl he'd loved since the moment his eyes met hers. And as his eyes once again, fell upon the girl, Stiles felt his heart tear easily in two, as if it were a thin piece of paper.

Blood was spread around her, dyeing her once white sheets, similiar to the blood of her victims, staining her blue shirt. If it weren't for her shining black hair, she was almost unrecognizable. But Stiles knew her well, well enough to know that the body he was now staring at, belonged to the first girl he'd ever loved.

So it was true.

Jennifer Check was dead.

But not for long. . .

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