Lost and Found ❁ Malia Tate [2]

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Sketchy

"Cock it back, and then you just-" Carter narrowed her eyes and aimed at the target, sending a few rounds into the chest. "Simple. You wanna try?"

"I think I'll watch you do it again." Stiles nodded slowly, his eyes still wide.

"That's what you said the last five times, just remember you asked me to do this." She sighed, feeling her phone vibrating in her back pocket and pulling it out. "I'll be right back, just shoot the damn gun Stilinski."

Carter pulled off her glasses and ear covers, setting them on the counter before jogging outside and answering.

"What are you doing right now?"

"Hey, Mal." Carter glanced back at the shooting range before clearing her throat. "I'm just at home, I'm not feeling very well."

"Oh okay. That's cool, I just wanted to do something tonight."

"Raincheck?" She asked hopefully, Malia hesitating for a few moments before answering.

"Yeah, of course. Feel better, alright?"

"Thanks. Bye, Lia."

"Bye."

Carter waited for the dial tone, her eyes falling shut and letting out a deep breath. If any of their friends knew what she and Stiles were doing, they'd be so against it it wasn't funny.

She felt bad for lying to Malia, but she'd be lying if there wasn't a part of Carter that loved the cool feeling of a gun in her hands, the jolt that came with each shot.

She had been raised on guns, and it wasn't something she could just forget. Besides, she didn't want to use it for ulterior acts, just for the sport of it.

All she was doing was helping a friend, and there was nothing wrong with that.

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"She answer?" Stilinski asked, drying off a glass as he poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Uh, no." Malia shook her head, sliding her phone into her pocket and rubbing her hands on her jeans. "Just, voice mail. How long ago did you say they left?"

"Maybe about an hour ago? I'm not too sure." The Sheriff shrugged, the girl nodding in response. "I'll have Carter call you when they get home, yeah?"

"Thanks." She forced a small smile, giving him a short wave before walking out of the house and towards her car.

Why would Carter lie to her? What could she and Stiles be doing that she wouldn't want her to know?

"They left in a real hurry." Malia looked up, staring blankly at the person leaning against her car. "Like they didn't want to be seen together or something."

"Theo, go away."

"Think about it, Malia." Theo stepped in front of her, blocking her from getting in the car. "Stiles and Carter have never gotten along, and suddenly they're sneaking around? It seems sketchy."

"I don't like you." Malia shoved him out of the way and got in her car starting the ignition. "I will run you over."

"You're bluff- holy shit!"