daylight || harlan briggs

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Spencer's Pov:

"She was below him on the stairs, right here." Everett exclaimed. We are currently at Everett's house, he's explaining what he saw in the middle of the night and how Austin is the wolves next victim.. "Where were you?" Harlan asked, "At first, over there, behind the counter." Everett starts walking down the steps, pointing where he was. "What were you doing over there?" I questioned, I was stood in between Harlan and Luna. "Hiding." "Hiding?" Harlan said, "yeah. He was fucking scary. If you woke up with a naked guy in your room, you wouldn't be scared?" Everett questioned Harlan. He sighs and tilts his head, "No." I chuckle, "That was a dumb thing to ask, Ev." Everett walks over the counter, "Was he actually here or not?" Blake asked, "It's more like he's in my head. Or I'm in.. his." He said, "but why are you in our brother's head?" Harlan questioned, leaning against the pillar. "How should I know?" Everett said, shaking his head. "It's the same way we were connected to Everett when we could feel his anxiety." Luna stated, "That's not the same" Harlan exclaimed now leaning against the pillar fully. My legs are already tired, I started to lean against the pillar a bit to keep myself standing. "Then it's the same as last night. I didn't want to kill Garrett, but... that's what we were all about to do, isn't it?" "She's right. I wanted to kill your dad, like, fucking rip his throat out. That's in your head, not mine." Blake exclaimed as she pointed at Harlan. I nod, "Yeah, I've never felt that pissed off before." agreeing with Blake, "I was angry at Garrett because he gave Cyrus to the cops. I don't want to kill him." Harlan stated, frustrated. He was angry then, and I don't blame him. Cyrus is my best friend and I don't want anything happening to him, he's like an older brother I've never had. Everett continues with the Baron situation, "Baron wants us to stop him. I think we could even figure out how to change him back." he paused as we looked at him while he talked, "But if he killed Austin tonight, it's becaue of us." he said. "You sure it's gonna be him?" I ask, tilting my head in question. "It was the same music he was playing on the piano. Austin's next. I don't care how much of a dick he is- we have to do something." Everett suggested, "Like what?" Harlan asked repositioning where he stood against the pillar. Everett thought about it, "Maybe we could lure Baron somewhere and catch him. Then we have to figure out how to turn him back to human." Everett suggested. I nod, leaning off the pillar walking a bit in front of Luna. "We just found out silver bullets work. Maybe something else does." Everett added. "So you wanna hunt down and catch a werewolf?" Harlan repeated, now standing next to me. "Yeah." " For real?" Blake said. It was quiet for to long, "Let's catch a werewolf." I say, breaking the silence.

Harlan and Luna left after what we should do about Baron. It was just me, Blake, and Everett, I was leaning against the couch on my phone, while they were at the pillar making out. I hear Blake sigh, "Me and Spence have to get back to the motel. We're moving into some shitty apartment today." She explained, "Hey. Yes it's shitty, but at least we'll have a roof over our head." I barge into the conversation. They laugh at me, "I can drive. I'll borrow the car." Blake smiled at him, "They let you take the car?" She questioned him. "No. But they will." Right as he said that, his mom walked in. "Oh, I hope you're on your way out. They're doing the fire repairs in my office today, and I need to work here." I walk over to Blake and Everett so she can sit on the couch, "Uh, we were just leaving." I say, she slightly smiles. "Wonderful." she looks us up and down before walking away, "Is she always like that?" I question, "Honestly? Yeah." Everett said, Just give me, like, five minutes." He said to us, I walk away so he can talk to his mom in private with Blake following me.

No one's Pov:

Everett walked to where his mom sat. She knew he was there as she spoke, "Is that the girl you like?" She asked still not looking at him. "Blake? Yeah." "Are you sure she's your type? She seems a bit rugged." She said, rudely. "You don't know my type." Everett stated, "okay, well, do me a favor. If you're gonna be here, go hang out in your room. I could go without any distractions right now." Everett walks up to her, "Um, I need to borrow the car." "Absolutely not." "I need the car." Everett said more sternly. "Everett, you spend ten hours a day playing video games in your room. I'm sure there's a zombie that has to get shot in the head-" "I don't play video games anymore." He stated shaking his head, "I'm taking the car, Mom. I'll have it back in a little while." "Go to your room." Everett stands there, "You should be nice to me." She looks at him with confusion written all over her face. "Nice to you?" Everett steps closer, "You should be nice to me." "I am nice to you." Everett shakes his head slightly, "You're not." She looks at him in complete shock at his words, "But you should be." He adds. He leans to the coffee table and grabs the keys. She grabs them in his hands to take them away. Everett keeps his grip firm, she just stares at him before letting go. Everett looks at her once more, keys in hand and walking away to Blake and Spencer.