Gone Girl ━━ Derek Hale [2] [Completed]

[17] A Fork isn't of Stabbing Use

[17] Chapter Seventeen

A Fork isn't of Stabbing Use

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A party was exactly what Clara needed.

After a very eventful and terrifying rave where Clara and Scott were almost killed by Allison's psychotic, cold-blooded mother, everything was cracking piece by piece. Luckily, the two werewolves had healed over the course of the night. Now today was the day of Lydia's birthday party, which was really the event of the year for Beacon Hills.Since Clara's life was heading down hill very quickly, a party filled with boys and alcohol seemed perfect. Even if it was just for one night or an hour. Something needed to go right, just for once.

For the party, Clara chosen a spaghetti strapped, dark magenta dress that stopped mid-way of her thigh with black flats. But once she grabbed her leather jacket and hurried down the stairs, she stood still, frozen at the sight in front of her. Tate stood in the living room, placing a travel size bag onto the kitchen counter. But once he saw that she was standing on the bottom, he sighed. "Hey."

"Hey?" Clara repeated, raising her eyebrows before angrily walking towards him, standing a couple of feet in front of him. "That's all you have to say after being gone? Just hey?"

He was silent for a moment, trying to form his words. "I know I was gone for a while but I needed some time, some space."

Clara scoffed, feeling more anger bubble inside of her. "You needed space? All you did was lie to me!" Her fist involuntarily clenched, her voice raising with every word.

"Do you have any idea what I've gone through ever since my parents died? You don't!""I lost my entre family, my parents and my brother. Got my heartbroken again, found out that the reason my parents are died is because me and my brother were born, and have been hurt by more than one person." With every word, Clara stepped closer by he time she was done, she was standing right in front of Tate. "You have no idea what I've been through."

He avoided her burning stare. "I was swarmed with guilt about lying to you, I had to get away."

"Guilt!" Clara hissed. "I know guilt, Tate! If you really felt that guilty than you wouldn't have lied to me in the first place, you would have told me the moment you knew!"

This time, Tate stayed silent and Clara knew she was right.

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"Have you seen Jackson anywhere?" Stiles anxiously asked as he walked with Scott and Clara. The three had arrived at the party around the same time, finding Lydia hosting an empty party.

"No, seen Allison?"

"No."

"No, but we should probably tell her what we found." He suggested.Clara debated the idea in her head. Last time Allison knew information she ended up telling her father and his group of hunters which resulted in the plan at the rave to be completely screwed over.

"I'm still kind of unsure of what we found."

"I figured out it has something to do with water. You know, the fact that all the victims were on the swim team, the way the kanima reacted around the pool." Stiles explained, supposedly figuring out this theory when he was looking through the yearbook a couple of hours ago.

Scott raised his eyebrows. "So whoever's controlling the kanima really hates the swim team?"

"Hated the swim team." Stiles corrected him. "Specifically, the 2006 swim team. So it could be another teacher. Maybe like a student back then. I mean, who are we missing though? What haven't we thought of?"