STRONGER ☉ S. STILINSKI [ 4 ]

Six ~ Unlocked

All weekend Brianna and Lydia had been at the lake house. According to all of their friends their connection could be the next thing to crack the code. Only a partial bit of the dead pool had been unlocked and pack badass was determined to unlock the others as quick as possible. Lives were on the line.

Speaking of lives Demarco, a guy who delivers kegs to students for extra cash, and a young girl called Carrie had recently been murdered. They were both on the hit list. If they were able to be killed so quickly, what was stopping the assassins killing somebody from pack badass? Nothing that's what.

After what seemed like years of just staring at spindle on a record player it finally stopped. A quiet breath of relief escaped Brianna's lips. She didn't bother turning to look at Lydia next to her as she stood up. Everything hurt. Brianna's eyes, legs, brain. She just wanted to sleep.

But Derek wasn't going to allow things to be that easy. As soon as the blonde walked into the loft she was hit with a tsunami of questions. It's like Derek expected her to be an expert on the dead pool since she'd spent over forty eight hours trying to decode it. When in matter of fact, instead of being an expert she was actually kinda clueless.

Derek sighed as he sat on the end of the bed that Brianna was snuggled up in, "If you're on this ... this dead pool then maybe we have to call the council."

Brianna's eyes widened as she jumped up into a sitting position. "No! God no, do not do that!" Brianna yelled.

"I know you aren't the councils biggest fan but you are part of them. They need you alive so they will do anything it takes to get your name off that list." He explained after a roll of his eyes.

"Exactly." Brianna said simply, earning a confused look from Derek. "If whoever created the dead pool takes my name off the list, where does my money go? To somebody else!?"

"Brianna-"

"No. Nobody is dying from me again." Brianna stated. "I'm not going to do that again."

"The Nogistune wasn't you, how many times do I have to tell you that?"

"It was me Derek!" Brianna screamed at him. Tears fell down her face manically at such a fast speed. "I wasn't possessed! I did all of those things because- I killed Allison! I killed her and it kills me inside every time somebody even mentions her name. If it wasn't for me she would still be alive!"

When Brianna was running after Scott the night of Allison's death, she expected something bad to happen. She didn't expect something that would kill her inside slowly to happen. All Brianna could do when she spotted Allison falling to the ground was stare. It was if she didn't believe it. To be honest, Brianna wasn't quite sure if she did now either.

Everything just got too much for Brianna. Scott's yelling at her in pain of loosing Allison and in anger at Brianna. Lydia's painful scream of loosing one of her best friends. Isaac's heartbroken face. Argent nearly falling to the ground when he finally arrived. Everything all mixed together was too much. Brianna had caused all of that pain to people she cared about.

Scott was right. Brianna didn't even try. Maybe if she did Allison would've had a few extra minutes to say goodbye to her dad. Or, hell, she may have even lived. But no. Brianna didn't try. She could only stare at her dying friend. The one that she had helped to kill unknowingly. And that fact will continue to kill Brianna until she finally realises there was nothing she could do.

"So, I'm saying no Derek." Brianna stated simply as she shook away her bad thoughts. The blonde used the sleeve of her baggy jumper to wipe her tears. "I'm staying on that list but they sure as hell ain't killing me."