Spawn

00.

Verena

I looked behind me to see if he was still chasing me and sure enough, he was. I twisted my head back to focus on what was in front of me, with a smirk on my face.

I pushed forward, which caused me to go faster. I kept running, and running. The crunch of the leaves behind me seemed to grow closer as I ran into a clearing. I pushed to try and run faster but I wasn't fast enough.

The next thing I know, I'm being tackled to the ground face first. I tried to stand up but I felt weight in my back as he pushed his foot into it, making me stay in place.

Anger rushed over me, I twisted my head to the side, growling. My eyes became bright yellow, and my fangs bared as I tried to push myself up off the ground.

I heard him chuckle behind me, "Once you calm down I'll let you go. But until then, my foot stays on your back."

I rolled my eyes as the words came out of his mouth, "This is calm. Now. Let. Me. Up."

He chuckled some more and kept his foot in the same position putting more pressure on it. I groaned as I felt a pain grow in my upper back.

It was clear that he wasn't going to let up. I accepted defeat, and retracted my canines as my eyes went back to their hazel color. I felt the pressure lift from my back, and the the whole foot all together.

I stood up slowly and turned to face him, taking him in. He hadn't changed much in the two years I hadn't seen him. When my eyes met his I could tell he was doing the same.

"Derek," I said with a fake smile and a pained tone.

"Verena," he said back in his normal monotone voice.

"I called you, and left a voicemail. Why didn't you call back," he asked me with what sounded like disappointment in his voice.

I gave him the "you're fucking joking right?" look and started to chuckle, "Oh I don't know. Maybe because the voicemail sounded a little something like this..." I cleared my throat and lowered my voice octave as much as I could.. " Hey... Uh... Its Derek...Uh.. I don't know how else to say this but... Uh... your dad... well uh... he's dead. I killed him. Call me back."

I took a breath before I continued, "You can't just tell someone their dad died over a voicemail! And you definitely can't tell someone you're the one that killed him on a voicemail! Like how fucking stupid are you really? And you know for a guy who looks like some scary badass, you sure do pause and say um alot."

His expression stayed the same as he let me scream at him, waiting until I was finished to speak up.

"Are you finished?" he said unamused.

I started to say some more words but nothing came out. I realized that I actually was finished and I sighed letting my arms cross over my chest. I glared at him signaling him to continue.

"Good. Now, I need you to come with me. Back home."

I scoffed, "Yeah like I'd go back there."

"Verena," he said thinking that if he said my name I'd immediately give in like I used to do.

"No, Derek. You know I haven't been back there since the fire. What happened that night was too traumatic. And plus I heard there's a new Alpha out there and I don't want that drama."

He stepped closer to me, "Verena. I promise you, the person responsible for the fire is dead. You don't even have to go back to the house. Just please come home with me."

I threw my head back groaning. He was so close to convincing me, and he knew it.

So many thoughts wrapped around my brain. He knew who it was? And how are they dead? Who are they?

I brought my head back up straight, arms still crossed, "Well what about the new Alpha? True or untrue?"

He smirked as he closed his eyes, when he reopened them they were bright red, "True. Now, can we go?"

I sighed as I began to walk the way we came from, bumping into his shoulder.

"I choose the music."

He chuckled before following me all the way back to the motel he had found me at. I got my stuff together and then we hit the road home. All the way to sweet ole Beacon Hills.

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I feel like i kinda rushed the ending. But i'm just so excited to write this story.

much love <3