Two Moons

Chapter Twenty Nine (Part Two)

Unkown POV

Of course, I had just come back from shopping. I had put the pieces together. Especially seeing the last person I would ever expect at the mall. She was just talking, but then it became worse. She had a gun. And I knew she was going to use it to hurt May.

I overheard one of the men saying, "don't kill her. Derek wants to do that herself."

But why would she want to be a part of this? As far as I know, May didn't do anything to her.

The only problem is what May might think of me. I was such a bitch, but I had a reason to. I was told to watch over her, even though she hated me.

Glancing at my dashboard, I notice I have no gas. Groaning, I pull over and pop the tank open. I slide my card and pump the gas. Texting May, I tell her:

I need to talk to you 911.

That use to be our code for emergency which was very important in my pranking days.

"Well, why is such a pretty lady out this late?" A man appears, with curly brown hair and greenish bluish eyes. He looks similar, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

"On my way to visit a friend," I answer swiftly, showing no sign of nervousness.

"Do you live around here?" He asks, leaning against the hood of my car.

"Yes I do. What about you?"

"Used to. I'm trying to find a friend. Her name is May Laurent. Do you know her?" I stop breathing. It's Derek.

"I've heard of her," I reply, pretending to think.

"Really? So would you mind me coming over and helping you unpack?" He points to the bags in the back of my car. He was there. I had said that same thing to Jared. He was watching all along and has been this whole time.

"You were there. From the start, you knew I was trying to protect her. You knew and you've been watching," I whisper. He nods, his eyes glimmering with evil. I should've known, the striking similarities between May and Derek, their noses and the eyebrows. Exact same.

"You're right, darling," Derek steps closer to me. "What do I need to do to make you tell me?" He steps closer, and fingers my jacket. "What is it? Take this and everything off? Wolfsbane? Silver? Name it, it's yours."

"You're a sick bastard!" I yell, trying to shove him off me.

"Stop trying, it won't help. Look around you," I reluctantly turn around and see men standing all around me. Then it enters my side. I breathe out in agony.

"Silver and wolfsbane hurts like a bitch, right, bitch?" Derek whispers in my ear, and then I drop.

"Guys, she knew about a mole. Be a little secretive, would you? She's dead now, it doesn't matter that she knew anymore," he tells the men. I stay as still as I can on the ground, blood pouring out of my side. It burns and throbs.

"Sir, why did you ask her if you already knew where May was?"

"A distraction. You see, I got two things out of this bitch. I killed her and broke May, and killed her so she won't go running around telling everyone about our mole. Let's go, leave a note."

They're gone. I notice a note on the hood of my car. But by that time, I'm out.

I realized it was cruel to leave you guys like that, so here's the rest:)

**Edited