Blissful Burn ➳ Stiles Stilinski [5]

A Night To Remember

I trampled further into the woods feelings Liam's eyes linger on me every second. He was waiting for me to bolt at any second.

I was planning on it but at a certain time. I knew exactly what I was doing and how I was doing it. All I needed to figure out now is this necklace. And what hole this girl fell into.

"What do you plan on doing when you find her?" Brett asked staring down at the blade in my hand.

We were following Liam since he was the one who fell into the hole.

"Two options. Kill her before she kills anyone else or call Scott for the plan," I answered. "I've been provided with enough information to see her patterns on who she is going for. I just need to figure out the next one and this necklace might do that."

"Smartass," Brett rolled his eyes while grabbing my other blade from under my shirt. "So you know whose next?"

"I think I'll get an idea," I stated snatching the blade off him. "But I can't kill her without knowing all factors that play into her killings. Which is why I'm here. Currently following an idiot in the woods."

Liam turned to me rolling his eyes.

"Sure you know where you're going?" Brett asked.

"I know where I am," Liam said confidently.

"So do I. Middle of nowhere," Brett sighed and I grabbed my phone waiting for someone to text.

Someone had to of needed my help by now. One of them had to be in trouble. I can't be this crazy and useless.

We continued walking until there was a loud thud behind us. "Guys? I think I found it."

Mason was nowhere to be seen. But there was a hole. We all rushed over looking down at him.  "See the necklace?" I asked.

He held out his phone torch searching around. "No, I don't see it."

Brett and I grabbed his hands lifting him out of there. I furrowed my eyebrows looking down at the hole. "Liam, I... I thought you said this was a sinkhole?"

"It's a hole. What's the difference?"

"No she's right," Mason squatted down placing his hands on the dirt. "I mean, look at all these handprints and look at all this dirt"

"She didn't fall in here. She was buried," I stated trying to pitch it all together.

"Intense," Mason was still willingly here.

I sat down on the dirt still thinking. Someone's doing this to her. She's not just some murderous werewolf she's being controlled. Or threatened. Or something. If she's doing this she's being told or she's scared.

I placed my head in my palms groaning. She's killed two people now. Severely hurt two. And still wants to kill someone else.

She deserves to be dead. But not if something is doing this to her.

She's going to kill someone else. She can't control it.
She killed her own father. She's alone.

"Sky? You wanna talk about it?" Brett asked again.

I felt his hand on my back so I lifted my head looking over at all three boys near me. "I need to find her."

Liam looked conflicted on what to say. "If you find her you'll either kill her or wait for Malia to do it."

I looked at him slightly offended.

First of all, I would never let Malia do a job I'm capable of. Ever.