Gone Girl ━━ Derek Hale [2] [Completed]

[07] A Reckless Heart

[07] Chapter Seven

A Reckless Heart

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Clara followed behind Stiles as he walked towards the mechanic repairman who was currently working on his jeep which was on a car lift. Apparently when Stiles was at Boyd's house, Erica knocked him out and ripped out his starter from the car. So here they were now, at the mechanic shop. Clara had no idea why she decided to tag along but she just needed something to take her mind off of the whole Scott vs Derek fight.

"What do you think you're doing?" Stiles asked the mechanic, irritated, "All I needed was a starter."

"Yeah, but it looks like your whole exhaust system has got to be replaced here."" The mechanic stated, continuing to drill whatever part into the car.

Stiles clenched his jaw, "Why do I get the feeling you're slightly over - estimating the damage?"

"It's probably gonna run you around like twelve - hundred parts and labor." He added. Clara knew this guy was a total sleezeball, probably thinking he could scam Stiles into giving him a few couple extra hundred.

"Are you kidding? This thing doesn't have a catalytic converter. And yes, I know what a catalytic converter is." Stiles mocked, changing his voice tone to where it was deeper. Stiles was exactly the most, masculine guy to say the least, so Clara herself was surprised that he even knew what a catalytic converter was.

The mechanic stopped drilling and looked down at Stiles, cocking an eyebrow at him, "Do you know what a limited slip differential is?"

".....No."

"Yeah, coming on more like fifteen - hundred." The mechanic remarked as he continued working on the jeep. That was until he smirked slightly and rested his eyes on Clara, "But if you don't have the money, there are other ways you could pay me." His lingering eyes looked up and down at Clara's body.

Clara smiled, an obvious fake tight lipped smile, "Sorry, not for sale, asshole."

"Okay. Just finish. I'll be back here." Stiles huffed in annoyance while him and Clara walked back into the waiting room. But he started to mumble in anger, "Seething with impotent rage."

But when Stiles reached out and grasp the knob, he reeled his hand back in disgust, a slippery and slimy substance coated on his hand, "Oh. Nice. It's real sanitary. Quality establishment you're running here!"

Clara dipped her finger into the thick slippery substance, "That's revolting." She mumbled.

The two walked into the waiting room, towards the chairs, until they stopped to look at a photo hanging on the wall. It was of the mechanic in his high school days as the lacrosse captain.

"Of course." Stiles muttered as him and Clara sat side-by-side in the chair. After a few moments of silence, Stiles looked over at Clara with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry about the whole fight thing that happened with Derek at the ice rink."

Clara let out a deep breath, tapping her foot, "He's changing into a different person ever since he became an Alpha. I don't see him the same anymore."

"Power can change a person." Stiles added. He then stood up and looked out the window, "How long is this gonna take?" He grumbled to himself.

Stiles dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone, most likely to text his dad to tell him that it would take longer than usually, but his fingers started to tremble.

Clara stood up, looking at Stiles with worried expression, "Stiles, are you okay?"

He didn't response and his hands started to shake more and more to the point where his phone fell to the ground. The two teenagers looked out the window and saw a reptilian hand with thick claws out placed on the jeep.