Zoey's POV
I'm still standing by Allison as parents, EMTs, and school staff check us out. Chris Argent, Allison's dad, watches as she gets bandaged up. "Next time you feel like staying home, you stay home" Argent says.
"I'm okay. But, Dad, the deer and now this. It can't be coincidence." Allison theories. "Something like this happened before?" I question. She nods.
"Oh who are you?" Chris asks. "Zoey Wilkinson." I smile. "Nice to meet you" he says. "You two".
I walk over to Stiles who is on the phone. "Hey, it's me. You're not going to believe what just happened." Stiles speaks through the phone. "Ok coming" he later says.
"Zoey, do you want to come with me to Derek's?" Stiles. I nod and follow him out to his car.
When Stiles meant Derek's I thought he was talking about the loft. Not the burned down Hale house. I look at it. Still the same as I looked at it a couple years ago. I sigh. I miss my parents.
"Holy shit Zoey I totally forgot! I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to come" Stiles realizes with worry in his eyes. "It's okay Stiles" I smile at him. He nods and gives me a tight hug. I hug him back and we walk in together.
"Zoey" I hear Derek say. I look to my left and see him looking through the wood. "Hi" I say, my voice sounding small. "How was your first day?" Derek smiles. He's trying to distract me from the house. "Um, alright. Got attacked by birds but you know" I try to lighten the mood. Derek lightly chuckles. "You okay being in here?" He asks with worry. I nod, unsure. "Ok, you can leave whenever you don't feel good" Derek smiles. I look to Scott and he gives me a small smile. I return it just as quickly it was presented.
I like Scott. He's all about saving people and not letting people die. We need more people like him in this world.
Scott stands up and grabs his bicep. "Derek. If you want to pay back that favor now" Scott trails off looking at my cousin.
Scott sits in a chair while Derek inspects his arm. "I see it. Two bands right?" Derek asks. Stiles and I are on both sides of him. Scott nods.
"What does it mean?" Derek questions. "I don't know. It's just something I
traced with my fingers." Scott says as he makes a circle with his fingers in the dust."Whys this so important to you?" My cousin asks. Scott looks down for a minute. "Do you know what tattoo means?" Scott says. "To mark something" I say making the three look at me. "That's in Tahitian. In Samoan it
means "open wound."" Scott replies. Derek and Stiles both give him a surprised look which makes me grin."I knew I was going to get a tattoo
when I turned eighteen. I always wanted one. But then I decided to do it now to make it a kind of reward." Scott continues. "For what?" Derek asks."For not texting or calling Allison all summer. Even when I really wanted to. Even when some days it was so hard not to. I'm trying to give her the
space she wants." Scott softly speaks. "But four months later it still
hurts. It still feels like-" Scott continues."Like an open wound" Stiles says. Scott nods. Derek then brings out a torch saying "The pains going to be worse than anything you've ever felt". I groan just looking at the thing.
"Do it" Scott commands. "Yeah I'm going to wait outside" Stiles starts walking. Derek quickly grabs his chest. "No, you're going to help hold him down. You two Zoey" I nod grabbing onto one of Scott's shoulders. "Oh my god" Stiles groans grabbing the other.
Then the pain begins.
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