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8. New Abomination

I stood next to Stiles, my arms wrapped around myself as Stiles had given me his jacket. I curled up into it, trying to get the sound of the mechanic's death out of my mind. But I couldn't, it was too much. I couldn't get it out of my head, the fear he must have felt when he realized he was going to die.

I was suddenly pulled from my thoughts by Stiles explaining to his dad what we were doing here.

"I told you already, we walked in and saw the jeep on top of the guy. That's all." Stiles explained to his dad for what seemed like the 100th time. Sometimes, I think that the Sheriff thinks we make all this shit up. We do but it's not like we can exactly say a giant lizard creature killed the mechanic.

I winced at the sound of the sirens coming from the police cars and ambulances surrounding us. In the parking lot of the garage, there were police cars and an ambulances. This place looked like a regular episode of CSI Los Angeles.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to think of happy thoughts, anything else but all this. It was becoming too much and I felt myself getting sick. I hated this, I hated how we can't even leave our houses without almost being murdered or actually being murdered. When did everything become so fucked up?

Well, I mean I know when it became fucked up but seriously..

If Stiles hadn't taken us to go look for that dead body in the summer then maybe none of this would be happening..

Of course it would be happening but there's no telling if we'd have made it out of it alive, without Scott and his werewolfness, we might not be here. Not to mention Stiles' brains for figuring out everything but still. Stiles is the brains and Scott's the muscle. I wonder what that makes me..?

The mascot? Oh god.

I practically jumped out of my own skin when I felt someone touch my shoulder. I jumped back, looking at them scared but relaxed when I realized it was only Stiles. He gave me a worried look, mentally asking me if I was all right. I can tell by his expressions by now what he's thinking.

I slowly nodded my head before the sheriff turned towards me, asking me if I saw anything. "I..-I didn't see anything.." my voice cracked a little as I turned my head to look towards the body of the mechanic covered up by a white sheet.

"Dad, can we leave now? Sara's pretty freaked out about stumbling onto a dead body.." Stiles asked.

I could tell that Sheriff Stilinski knew we weren't telling the whole truth but I guess seeing me freaked out changed his mind. He just sighed, not wanting to argue anymore and it's not like there was anything else we could have done.

"Fine, you two can go but not in your jeep. We're going to have to impound it. Sorry kid, evidence." Sheriff explained, Stiles face dropping when he realized he wasn't going to have his jeep anymore. Stiles tried standing there for another minute or two, trying to argue but it was useless. I grabbed Stiles hand, telling the sheriff goodnight before the two of us started walking back towards my house so I could use my car to drop him off at home.