Plans always dont work out

841 23 1
                                    

"Abigail, you have to call Allison," Scott says.

"No, your boss has gone full alpha, I'm not making my sister a target."

"We need to know if that was actually her."

"Scott, that was her ringtone. It was her."

"Just call her, please."

I pull out my phone and dial her number. It rang a couple of times, then she answered.

"Abigail?"

Soon Scott grabbed my phone out of my hands.

"It's me, where are you right now?"

"I'm in the school looking for you, why weren't you at my place," Allison says over the other end.

"Where are you right now?"

"On the first floor," Allison says sounding a little worried and confused.

"Where? Where are you exactly?"

"The swimming pools."

"Get to the lobby. Go now!"

"Okay, okay. I'm coming."

Scott hung up my phone and handed it to me. Then he got up and started running to the lobby. Stiles and I dartd up and followed him.

Finally we got to the lobby and Allison came running through double doors.

"Why did you come here? What are you doing here?" Scott asked Allison.

"Because you asked me to." Allison answered.

"I asked you to?"

Allison pulled out her phone and showed Scott a message.

"Why do I get the feeling you didn't send this message?"

"Because I didn't."

"Did you drive here?" I ask after a long period of silence.

"Jackson did."

"Jackson's here too?" I ask.

"And Lydia. What's going on? Who sent this text."

Allison's phone starts ringing. She answers it.

"Where are you?"

Then a set of double doors open and Jackson and Lydia join us.

"Finally," Lydia says. "Can we go now?"

There's aoud thud above us.

Stiles grabs my hand slowly.

"Run." Scott says.

I look back for a split second and see the alpha breaking through the wall. I squeeze Stiles' hand.

We all follow Scott into a classroom. Scott starts blocking the door up with desks.

"Wait not here." Stiles says.

"Scott," Allison yells. "What was that, Scott what was that."

"What came out of the ceiling?" Lydia asks.

"Will you just help me. The chairs, stack the chairs."

"Guys, wait a second," Stiles said.

Then I look around. A wall is almost filled top to bottom with glass.

"You guys listen to me." Stiles says.

"Wait a second," I say.

"Guys Stiles talking. Can we hang on one second."

The Hidden Truth ~A Derek Hale Fan Fiction~Where stories live. Discover now