𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘, 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧; 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜.

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘
chapter thirteen.
"Pig Latin."

"You stupid idiots!" Lilith expresses her anger. She walks up to Scott and Stiles who stand in the middle of the hallways, and grabs both of the boys by their ears, pulling them into the boys locker room knowing it'll be empty since they didn't have practice that morning.

"What?" Scott asks. He holds onto Lilith's wrist in an attempt to get her to loosen her grip on his ear, but it was no use; she wasn't letting go. Not until she wanted to.

"What did we do now?" Stiles asks, swatting at her hands.

"Lydia told me what happened the other night at the school. The reason why it was shut down for two days." Lilith says, causing the two boys' eyes to open wide, not wanting her to know that they were involved. "Do you want to know what else she told me?"

"What?" Stiles asks, fear filling his voice as he wasn't used to seeing Lilith this angry. She was always good at hiding her anger and not lashing out.

"You blamed the alphas attack - yes I figured that out by myself, thank you very much for telling me - you blamed it on fucking Derek." She yells. "Actually... sorry," Lilith pauses. She lets go of Stiles' ear, letting him stand up straight. He quickly grabs his ear and rushes towards the mirrors wanting to see how badly it looked. "You blamed Derek." Lilith turns to Scott, pointing her finger at him.

"Well, what did you want me to do? Tell everyone about the alpha and expose what Derek and I are? Or even better say it was a mountain lion? No, no one would believe it, your words being "You'll have to be a stupid fucker to believe that". We saw Derek die in front of us, so we took that-"

Lilith holds her hand up in front of the younger boys face, making Scott stop his sentence and look at her with confusion. "Dereks not dead." She says.

"What?" Stiles asks. He turns away from the mirror, and walks back towards his two friends who were fighting.

"No! He's not dead, you imbeciles. So you just made an innocent man the most wanted fucking fugitive in the state. The person who was trying to help you with the alpha."

"Well, what do we do?" Scott asks, looking between Stiles and Lilith who were standing near each other.

"We? You're throwing that word around very generously. We are not doing anything, you are going to do something!"

Lilith shakes her head as she turns around to leave the room. She bends down to the ground and picks up her bag that she had dropped onto the floor when she had come into the locker room. Before she could push the door open to leave the boys, Scott goes after her and grabs her arm forcing her back to the middle of the locker room so she's nowhere near the doors to leave.