Betrayed.

Part 8: Talia's POV

When I wake I feel I'm on a cold metal table. I try to get up but I feel someone push me back down. "Don't." A deep, manly voice said. I lay back down and sigh. Everything was a big blur but I could hear voices. I recognized Scott's, and Stiles', and even Isaac's, but also the deep voice. "I need her in my pack." The deep voice says. "As if jerk off." I hear Isaac defend. "She doesn't need to get caught into your trap of ruining teenagers' lives." he adds. "We have bigger problems!" Stiles inturupts and raises his voice nervously. "I mean, Jackson's killing people again. To death." First of all he hasn't killed anyone. Didn't Lydia save him last time?" Scott asks. "Why wouldn't that work this time?" Stiles adds. I could still sense a hurt in his voice. Almost like it bothered him. "I don't know. Maybe... maybe Lydia hurt him too bad. Didn't she dump him over text?" Isaac asks. I laugh weakly to myself. They all look at me at the same time. "It's her." Scott says quietly. "She needs to bring him back.. Talia?" I look at him and groan. "We need to find Jackson. All of us."