𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘, 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐲-𝐨𝐧𝐞; 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬.

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘
chapter thirty-one.
" What Ever It Takes. "

Lilith, Stiles, and Allison all stand in the hallway of Scott's house. Stiles continuously peaks his head through the curtain allowing himself to look outside the small window, each time seeing Derek and his pack getting closer and closer to Scott's house- the three friends waiting for Scott to come home. Allison holds her crossbow in her hands, it shakes out of fear- terrified what's going to happen. While keeping her eyes through the window, she slowly reaches her hand into her pocket, and pulls out her phone; her action grabs both Stiles' and Lilith's attention.

"What are you doing?" Stiles asks.

"I think... I think I have to call my dad." Allison says, her voice mixed with disappointment and defeat.

"No, but if he finds you here, you and Scott..."

"I know." She nods, shutting her eyes for a moment. "But what are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us, okay? They're here to take Lydia."

Stiles turns his gaze away from Allison, and places them onto Lilith- Allison doing the same. She stands turning away from her two friends, her eyes placed on the top of the stairs where she knows Lydia is at. The three teenagers stand in silence, Lilith trying to look on the bright side, wanting to hope nothing bad will happen; while Stiles and Allison share a concerned look, truly feeling bad for everything Lilith has had to endure with not only herself but her sister too. While the three do that, the four werewolves outside pace around in the front of Scott's yard, the betas getting impatient - wanting a fight - while Derek wants to wait, knowing his plan is working on the three friends. Despite the werewolves being able to smell their fear through the doors, their emotions bring the three new betas a shock of excitement, ready to burst down the door at Derek's word.

"I got an idea!" Stiles exclaims, breaking their silence. The two girls turn towards the boy, a sliver of hope in their eyes. "Just shoot one of them." He whispers, knowing Derek is likely listening into what they're doing.

"Are you serious?" Allison whispers back.

"We told Scott we could protect ourselves, so let's do it. Or at least give it a shot, right?"

"Okay." They both nod.

"Look, they don't think we're going to fight, so if one of them gets hit, I guarantee they'll take off. So just shoot one of them."

Allison gives Stiles a subtle nod. Using her fingers she slowly opens the curtain - just enough so she can see out but they can't see her - peaking only a single eye out so she can look at the four werewolves, contemplating if she's willing to do what Stiles is asking. Not knowing if Stiles is right or not; not knowing if they'll come and break down Scotts door because she shot one of their pack members.