chapter twelve, back from the dead

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inside the boys' locker room there stood issac lahey with a confused expression as he was closeby to scott mccall whose face was as pale as a white sheet of paper, a little more and he would've passed out.

scott blinks his soft brown eyed as he looked in between derek and a breathing peter. "what the hell is this?!"

derek scoffs humorously. "you know..." him with an angered gaze. "i thought the same thing when i saw you talking with gerard at the sheriff's station."

scott scoffs at the man. "wh-what was i supposed to do?"

gerard argent stood with a strong hand grasped around scott mccall's throat, the other hand twisting a blade into the mccall's stomach, scott's face erupted in pain as his hand gripped onto gerard's hand that was around his throat.

"wouldn't it be such a shame to have you orphaned? therefore losing your mother and your sister who has always been there for you." gerard squeezed onto his throat, chuckling as he saw anger in his eyes.

gerard then dug the blade in deeper, making scott grunt in agony.

"i'd be happy to execute the plan of what my daughter planned to do that night." gerard smirks.

"he was threatening to kill my mom and sister!" scott defended.

"i think aviva can handle herself." derek had an emotionless look in his eyes.

"well, i'm with scott on this one, have you seen them, they're gorgeous!" peter comments.

"shut up!" derek and scott snapped.

isaac confusingly looks at the man. "who is he?"

"that's derek's uncle, he tried to kill us and we set him on fire." scott answers.

peter raised his hand at the lahey. "hi."

isaac smiles amusingly. "great."

"don't make this so hard on yourself, scott, i won't touch either of them once you give me derek and his pack and the ultimate price will be allison as always." gerard's fingers dug into the mccall's throat.

"it won't matter how aviva feels, now would it? as along as you get allison." gerard smirks, roughly releasing the mccall.

scott exhales deeply, a secretive look in his eyes, as he knew he didn't tell them the entire story.

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"why do you want to see him? i mean, he's okay now, isn't he? what the reason?"

lydia walked with amaris towards stiles' room, her not to keen on being here but did it anyway, trying to keep herself occupied because of that strange occurrence that's been happening with her and especially a few nights ago.

"i'm just worried, you know?" amaris shrugs, her then knocking on the door.

"amar-." lydia was saying with a sigh.

the door was then swung opened by stiles, who had a surprised look his face as he saw both girls.

"are you okay?" amaris concerningly asks.

lydia scoffs. "does he look like he's okay? look at that bruise."

amaris gave lydia a look, her then looking at stiles. "may we?"

stiles stunned at the two of them, nods at them nevertheless.

"you have dozens of miss calls from scott, are you avoiding him?" lydia asks, as she saw his phone, interrupting their tendering moment.

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