ᴛᴏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ɪɴ ᴄᴀʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴛᴏᴡɴ ʙᴀʀꜱ
ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴅʀᴇᴡ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍʏ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ
ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴍ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴ'.
in which the sarcastic and emotional girl falls for the true alpha and everyone realizes it but them.
"i vant to suck your blood."
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·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑
I drive to the police station and walk into the building and speak to the deputy at the front desk.
"Excuse me? Can I see Sheriff Stilinski, please?"
"Sorry, you'll have to wait. He's speaking to his son right now."
"Yeah, I know, I just figured I should be there for what they're talking about."
"You want to get a restraining order too?" The deputy asks me, raising her eyebrows.
I was about to question what the hell she was talking about, until I found my answer. I seen Jackson sitting on a bench, covered with the Sheriff's jacket.
I walk quickly towards him and sit down, "you're seriously getting a restraining order? You do realize you're literally killing people, right?" I say angrily.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"You really have no idea?"
I don't get to continue my conversation as I see Scott and his mother down the hall, him getting yelled at by her.
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Scott stands in the hallway as his mother lecturing him.
"It's not just this, although, a restraining order is a new low that I didn't think you would reach quite this soon." Melissa McCall tells her son, sighing. "It's everything on top of it--the completely bizarre behavior, the late nights coming home, having to beg Mr. Harris for you to make-up that chemistry test you missed."
"I missed a chemistry test?" Scott asks, confused.
"Really, Scott? Really?"
"I have to ground you. I am grounding you. You are grounded." She says, crossing her arms, just as Stiles walks out.
She decides to take his car keys as well, fiddling with the loop to remove them, she frustratedly says "Oh, for the love of God..."
"Mom, come on let me just--" Scott starts. "Mom. Mom!"
He places his hands over top of hers.
"What is going on with you? Is this about Allison?" She asks her son.
