❛ forgive me if i stumble and fall. for i know now how to love too well. i am clumsy and my words do not form as i wish, so let me kiss you instead and let my lips paint for you. all the pictures that my clumsy heart cannot.❜
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TW FOR MENTIONS OF BLOOD!
☁︎☁︎☁︎
SCOTT stands in the locker room, shaking his deodorant when the lights go out. "Danny?" He calls out. He walks towards the light, attempting to switch the light on.
He frowns, looking around when a ball rolls through the room. Scott frowns, hesitantly walking towards the showers. There, stands Derek. "Oh thank god! Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea what's been going on?"
"Scott?" The McCall turns around, shocked to see Peter Hale, with his hand clutching the back of Ezra's neck tightly.
Peter lets go of the boy who gasps for air. Peter then gets a lacrosse stick, humming to himself. "I really don't get lacrosse." He says shortly. Scott face falls,. "It was you." He glances at Ezra, attempting to get closer.
"Ah." Peter tisks, pulling Ezra back, who just stood in fear and confusion. "When I was in high school, we played basketball. That's a real sport."
Scott looks at Derek with bewildered look. "Still, I read somewhere that lacrosse comes from Native Americans tribes and that they play to resolve conflict. I have that right?"
Ezra looks at Scott with confusion, who also sent back the same look. "I have a little conflict of my own to resolve, Scott. But I need your help to do it."
"I'm not helping you kill people." Scott sneered, glaring him down. Peter shrugs, "Well, I don't want to kill all of them." He explains. "Just the responsible ones. And that doesn't have to include- " Peter pauses, not sure what the name was. He looks over at Derek with a raised brow.
"Allison."
Scott looks at Derek, "You're on his side?" Derek says nothing. "Are you forgetting about the part where he killed your sister?"
Derek tilts his head and shrugs. "It was a mistake, it happens." Ezra widens his eyes, staring at Derek in shock. What the actual fuck is going on?
"Scott, I think you got the wrong impression of us." Peter explains, stepping closer to the boy. "We just really want you to reach your full potential."
"By killing my friends."
Peter chuckles in amusement, "By bringing Ezra to his full potential." He says looking over at the boy behind him. Ezra frowned in confusion while Scott stared back at his friend with same confusion written on his face. "Sometimes the people closet to you , can be the ones holding you back the most."
Ezra scoffs, "Full potential? Holding him back? If they're holding him back from becoming to the psychotic jackass like you, I think we're okay with that." Ezra hisses, narrowing his eyes.
