UNBREAKABLE // teen wolf

Chapter 29

We all busted through the doors that led to the locker rooms and started looking around.
"Call your dad." Scott whispered, checking around corners to make sure nothings in here.

"And tell him what?" Stiles sarcastically smiled at his best friend.
I sat down on one of the benches and made a face at the smell.

"I don't know, anything. There's a gas leak, a fire, whatever. If that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars, it'll take off." Could Scott get any dumber?
I need to talk to Mrs. McCall.

"What if it doesn't? What if it goes completely terminator and kills every cop in sight, including my dad?" He's my dad, boogie woogie woogie. I'm sorry.

He has a point to be honest.
"They have guns." Scott's voice went high pitched. Screechy.
I scoffed at his dumbness, and he has claws, razor teeth, speed and strength.

"Yeah, and Derek had to be shot with a wolfsbane-laced bullet to even slow him down, you remember that?" Stiles pointed out. I mean, I'm always gonna remember that traumatic day.

"Then we- then we have to find a way out and just run for it." Scott's idea is worse than anything I've heard in my life.
Also I'm kind of bleeding out, mind pass out halfway there.

"There's nothing near the school for at least a mile." Stiles sighed placing a hand over his head.

"How convenient is that, heh?"
I commented. Both the boys turned and gave me a 'shut up' look.
"What about Derek's car?" Scott asked looking at Stiles.

I stood up to protest.
"That could work." Stiles nodded.

WHAT!? No it could not work.

"We go outside, we get the keys off his body, and then we take his car." He made a sound at mentioning Derek's dead body.

"And him." I jutted in with my arms crossed.
Stiles gave a disapproving noise but I raised a warning brow.
Wanna mess with me bitch?

"Fine. Whatever." The threw his arms up.
We all nodded and started walking towards the door to get out, when Scott suddenly grabbed Stiles' arm to stop him from opening the door and grabbed the hood of my hoodie to make sure I don't walk into the door.

"What?" Stiles questioned, sparing me a glance. His eyes looked down at my cheek then looked back at Scott with a disgusted look.

"I think I heard something." Screw your hearing.
"Like what?" I asked giddily. I tried to lean forward so I could look out the window, but Scott just had to yank me back.

"Shh, quiet. Don't." He let go of my hood and started looking around the room.
I started walking towards one of the lockers in the corner getting ready to hide.

"Hide!" Scott's warning voice called around the room.
I started testing the lockers trying to get in. I ended up in the direct back and jumped in when it opened.

I slammed the door behind me and placed a hand over my mouth when the creaky door opened.

I could hear a locker being opened when a scream was sounded from the other side of the room.

"Ah! Son of a bitch!" A voice shouted. I dropped my hand and hit my head behind me.
Jesus.
I opened my locker and stepped out, dusting myself off.

I shut the locker behind me and turned to walk to the boys just to come face to face to the monster that is chasing us.

My eyes widened and jaw dropped, as it placed one of its claws over its mouth telling me to be quiet.