Not A Normal Life(Teen Wolf fanfic)

Episode 12 (part 2)

Stiles and I started speed walking to the exit of the building but to get there we had to pass Jackson so now he is following us. "Hey, where are you going?"

"To find Scott." I told the douche bag.

"You two don't have a car."

"We're aware of that, thank you." I snapped at him.

"Hey, I'll drive." Jackson grabbed Stiles shoulder to stop him from walking, and he knocked it off and we turned to face him.

"Look just because you feel guilty all of the sudden doesn't make it ok. Half of this is still your fault." Stiles snapped at him.

"Look I have a car you don't. Do you want my help or not?"

"Alright did you bring the Porsche?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said grabbing his keys.

"Good, I'll drive." I told him and snatched his keys from his hand. I turned to keep walking when I came face to face Chris Argent and two goons behind him.

"Boys, and girl." He greeted us. "I was wondering if you could tell me where Scott McCall is?"

"Scott McCall. Umm... I haven't seen him since the dance." I nodded in agreement. "Jackson, you?"

"Ahh. I." He couldn't form words.

"Oh god." I sighed out. The goons grabbed Stiles and Jackson and Argent grabbed me and dragged us into a room where they threw us against a gerny, me ending up next to Jackson who was next to Stiles.

They locked the door. "Let's try this again." The three of us turned to face Argent. "Where is Scott McCall?" A goon grabbed Jackson after he wouldn't say and twisted his arms behind his back. "Willow?"

"I told you I haven't seen him since the dance." He nodded and looked at Stiles.

"What she said." Argent grabbed Stiles by the collar and forced him up against a wall of cabinets. I lunged forward but a goon grabbed my arms and twisted them behind my back forcing me to stay where I am.

"Let me ask you a question Stiles have you ever seen a rabid dog?"

"No, I can put it on my to-do list if you just let me go."

"Well I have, and the only thing I have ever been able to compare it to is seeing my friend turn on a full moon. Do you want to know what happened?"

"Not really, no offence to your storytelling skills."

"He tried to kill me and I was forced to put a bullet in his head," Argent said that while palming Stiles' head. "The whole while he laid there dying he was still trying to claw his way towards me, still trying to kill me like it was the most important thing he could do with his last breath. Can you imagine that?"

"No, and it sounds like you need to be a little more selevti-" Stiles got cut off by Argent slamming his hands on the cabinets.

"Did Scott try to kill you on the full moon!? Did you have to lock him up!?"

"Yes. Yeah, I did. I had to handcuff him to a radiator. Why, would you rather me lock him in a basement and burn the whole house down around him?"

"I hate to dis-spell a popular rumour Stiles but we never did that." He turned away looking at the ground.

"Oh right. Derek said you guys had a code, I guess no one ever breaks it." I told him and he looked at me listening.