UNBREAKABLE // teen wolf

Chapter 29

Scott has a death wish, seriously.
Just watch Derek pop up out of nowhere and beat his ass.
That obviously won't happen considering they all think he's a murderer now but he's not dead, I just know.
I dropped onto my ass, leaning on the wall tired as fuck. And my face, let me just say doesn't feel great at all.

"Call the cops." Jackson turned to Stiles, nostrils flared. Dudes face needs to relax.

"No." Stiles shook his head and avoided everyone's gaze. I get where he's coming from but seriously, I don't wanna die in school.

"W-what do you mean, 'no'?" Jackson fully turned to Stiles and threw his arms up angrily.

No means no Jackson, pretty simple.

"I mean no. You want to hear it in Spanish? No." I let out a little snort and placed my hand over my mouth when Lydia gave me a look.

"Look, Derek killed three people, okay? We don't know what he's armed with." Stiles played along with Scott's dumb idea.
I scoffed and shook my head, imbéciles.

"Your dad is armed with an entire sheriff's department. Call. Him."
Jackson shouted.

"I'm calling." Lydia pulled her phone out, dialling, obviously 911.
Stiles stepped forward,
"No, Lydia, would you just hold on a sec.." he stopped talking when Jackson roughly shoved him back.

I stood up from my seating position and pushed him away. He really isn't that strong.
Jackson started walking towards me, trying to size me up when Scott decided to intervene, shoving us away from each other.

"Yes, we're at Beacon Hills High School. We're trapped, and we need you to.." Lydia's voice died down and she slowly pulled the phone away from her ear.
The red head turned to us with a look of shock, probably ended it on her.

"She hung up on me." Her soft voice spoke, looking at us all.

"The police hung up on you?" Allison's asked.

"She said they got a tip warning that there are gonna be prank calls about a break-in at the high school. She said if I called again that they're gonna trace it and have me arrested." Lydia cried.
Oh look at that, I'm smart.

No you're dumb.
Shut the fuck up.
Snail brain.
You are my brain.
No I'm not.

"Okay then call again!" Allison grabbed Lydia's shoulders.

"No, they won't trace a cell. And they'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here." Stiles sighed.
I groaned in annoyance and went back to the wall and slumped down.

"What the- what- what is this?
Why does Derek want to kill us? Why is he killing anyone?" Allison stuttered.

Everyone, including me and Stiles, turned to look at Scott. If he's a know it all he should know why the person who was trying to help was trying to kill us, huh?

"Why's everyone looking at me?" Scott mutters.

"Oh, I don't know. I mean, I thought you saw Derek, eh?" I laughed. He turned and gave me a dirty glare which I just flipped him off.

"Is he the one that sent her the text?" Lydia's voice is giving me a headache. Actually, all the voices are. I feel dizzy, I should sleep.

"No- I mean, I- I don't know." Scott stuttered.

"Is he the one that called the police?" Allison rushed, scared and not knowing what's happening.

"I don't know!" Scott shouted from all the stress everyone was putting on his- no actually, he did this to himself.
Allison turned around away from everyone and placed her head in her hands.