Hollow ▪️ S. Stilinski

xiii.

Johanna was walking up to the elevator that led to her apartment with Chris and Allison. The dirty blonde felt her phone buzz as she entered the elevator. Johanna pulled her phone out as she pressed the floor number. The door was about to close when a hand shot inside, and it automatically opened again. Johanna looked up from her phone, a notification from Scott, to see the Alpha twins and surprisingly enough, the guy from the bar. Johanna kept her face emotionless but made a point to meet the eyes of each Alpha. Aiden smirked at the dirty blonde in hopes of getting a rise out of her, but Ethan simply smiled at the huntress. The other Alpha from the bar simply stared at Johanna as the doors closed. Johanna looked away from the pack members and finally down at Scott's text. 'Alpha pack lives in your building.', the text read. 'Wow, thanks Scott' Johanna rolled her eyes at the text that was now rendered useless. "Careful, if you roll those pretty eyes too hard, they'll get stuck that way." the older Alpha smirked at Johanna. Johanna hummed as she ignored the pack and glanced at the elevator number to see how close she was to her floor, but Aiden smirked at the girl's response. "How's your bike, Aiden, Isaac didn't scratch it, did he?" Johanna tilted her head innocently, gaining a low growl from Aiden as the elevator doors opened. Johanna smirked as she walked past the pack, the guy from the bar holding Aiden back. Johanna let out a laugh at the memory of when she hotwired the twins' bikes to help the pack get a rise out of them at school.

"Am I getting too close? I'm getting too closer, aren't I?" Allison worried as she followed the Beacon Hills school bus on its way to a cross-country meet. Johanna rolled her eyes at her cousin as she shifted in the backseat of Allison's car for the tenth time. "That depends, are you just following the bus or are you planning on mounting it at some point?" Lydia questioned sarcastically, giving Allison a look of warning. "Yeah, I should back of." Allison sighed, slowing down and using her mirror to check on Johanna. "Oh, do you mean the bus or the ex-boyfriend you're currently stalking?" Lydia wasn't letting Allison leave the conversation so easily. "Well after what happened I'm not letting him out of my sight." Allison was adamant on following the bus of werewolves. "Is that why I was forced into this road trip?" Johanna spoke up, her words dripping in sarcasm. The car hit a pothole and Johanna bit her lip to prevent herself from groaning in pain. "The stitched up gash down your chest is why you were forced into this road trip." Allison glared at her cousin, giving her a pointed look. Johanna narrowed her eyes at Allison, tugging on the white shirt that lightly revealed the irritated gash left from the previous night.

"Did you really stitch that back up by yourself?" Lydia grimaced at the blonde, glancing over the wound. Johanna hummed in confirmation, meeting Lydia's lingering eyes. "And by the way this all started when he came knocking at my door." Allison defended her choices. "For what?" Johanna grinned at her cousin, curious as to why Scott sought her out for the fight. Lydia perked up, also curious to whether Allison would tell the truth about her and Scott.

So, is that whole 'not letting him out of your sight' thing literal or more like a general rule?" Lydia spoke up after Allison's avoidance left the girls in silence. "Why?" Allison furrowed her eyebrows as she focused on pacing herself behind the bus. "You're running on fumes." Lydia pointed out the red gas light that had flashed onto the dashboard a few miles back. Allison let out a groan as she noticed the light. "Yeah, and I'm pretty sure that bus holds a lot more gas than this Toyota." Lydia mused and Johanna smirked at Lydia's mocking attitude. "What if we stop?" Allison proposed, hardly letting Lydia get out her sentence. "Is it really that big of a deal, so what if we lose them, we know where they're headed." Lydia shrugged and Johanna couldn't help but agree.

"You didn't see what happened." Allison argued with Lydia. "I know who started it." Lydia made eye contact with Johanna in the back seat and the dirty blonde rolled her eyes at Lydia's pettiness. "Is that what Aiden told you?" Allison questioned Lydia in annoyance. "Aiden?" Lydia let out a chuckle, rolling her neck. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on a second. Is that why you invited me on this whole little road trip thing?" Lydia accused the brunette of wanting to babysit her as well. "Oh my gosh. You're keeping an eye on her, them and me." Lydia hit her book as she looked at Allison in disbelief.