𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘, 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫; 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞.

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘
chapter four.
"Derek Hale."

"Lycanthropy? As in a werewolf?" Lilith asks.

The young girl sits on the edge of Scott McCalls bed while both he and Stiles stand in front of her, trying to convince her about everything they've found out. After school, right after Stiles and Lilith spoke he rushed over to find Scott, the teenage boy went on a long rant about how they need to tell Lilith about Scott being a werewolf, because it's the only real explanation as to why he left Lilith at her sisters party. Lilith sits in front of her friends, taking in everything she had just been told; with all the facts that was said by Stiles it was quiet hard to not believe what the two were telling her.

He nods. "Yes, that's exactly what we mean." Stiles proudly says, thankful that she's catching on and starting to believe what they're saying.

"Little Scotty who has asthma and can barely go on a date with Allison... is a werewolf?" Lilith questions again. Stiles gives Lilith a quick nod, while Scott gives Lilith a small nod, turning away from her out of fear. "Show me. How do I know this isn't some joke or excuse?"

Stiles turns away from Lilith, and turns to Scott; the teen wolf following in his steps.

"What?" Scott exclaims. "I don't know how to prove it, I'm new to this, dude!" He looks between his two friends, slightly panicking as he doesn't want to be the reason their friendship falls apart.

"Take out your claws." Stiles whispers to Scott. He needed to convince to Lilith anyway possible, she needed to know; but neither of the boys knew how to show her since he just barely got Scott to believe he himself was a werewolf.

"I don't know how to." Scott whispers back.

While the two friends bicker back and forth - no longer paying attention to the girl in front of them - attempting to come up with a way to show Lilith they're being 100% truthful. Choosing to give the two boys a minute to discuss what they'll do, Lilith quietly pushes herself off of Scott's bed and walks past them and towards his desk. She lets out a small sigh as she slowly digs through all Scott's drawers, trying to find one specific object. She picks up the sharpest thing she could find, twirls it in her hand, taking a moment to think; thinking about everything Stiles had told her about werewolves when they were younger - when he was younger, he had an obsession with werewolves, always wanting to be one when he got older.

Lilith clears her throat in an attempt to grab the boys' attention but it was no use. They were too busy whispering to one another to hear her. She turns around to face them both, and without much of a second thought Lilith throws the tool she had picked up towards the boys, not caring who it would hit. But before the sharp object could hit either of the boys - who weren't paying attention to her - Scott quickly turns around and catches it. His hand stands in the air right in front of Stiles' face, his hand now with a huge cut on it.