Destiny (A Teen Wolf/Scott McCall Fan Fiction)

Chapter Sixteen

When Gracen and I were younger, mom told us that life was worth living. That you should take a risk every once in a while. My father, on the other hand, told me, and me only that I was a mistake. That I was never meant to be in this world. That Gracen and I were not planed. That we were a mistake. He told me that he didn't love me. That I wasn't the daughter he always wanted. That Gracen was the daughter he always wanted, not me.
For this, I have always been jealous of Gracen. On the other hand, Gracen had always cared for me. Always lived me. She always was there for me. And I loved her for that. I lived her for being my sister. I loved her for being the best sister ever.
For some reason, I thought of this moment in my life. When I was watching Scott, the person I loved fighting along side my best friend, with this Derek person who I didn't know, I thought of this moment of my life. When I watched Stiles trying to calm Gracen down, as she tried to get to Peter and fight him, I felty he love between them. I could scence the feeling of how much they loved each other. I was happy that someone loved Gracen as much as I did. I love Scott as much as I love Gracen. I loved no one as much as I loved Gracen.
For some reason, there was a baseball bat in the corner of the room. I ran and grabbed it, bashing Peter in the back of the head. He fell to the ground with a thud as Scott, Derek and Liam all
Looked at me, shocked.
"I just did that bitches." I said.
Scott smiled and hugged me.
Gracen stopped trying to fight her way to Peter. She started to laugh. Like a, 'I'm so happy this is over,' laugh. I smiled to her.
"Is he dead?" She asked.
"No, but he'll wake up later on. We don't want to be here when he does." Derek said.
"We should go." Liam said.
Every one started to leave the loft. Scott and I last, hand in hand.
I smiled to my self as Gracen, Scott, Stiles and I climbed into Stiles's car. I was just to over whelmed with joy that I knocked Peter Hale out. When he wakes up, when he comes looking for me, I'm going to kill his sassy ass.