orphic [1] ⇻ stiles stilinski

vii. second chance at first line

[ start of second chance at first line part three ]

JADEN STARED FIERCELY ahead of him, his arm wrapped tightly around his younger sibling as she cried, watching as their older brother was dragged from their house and bound by the wrist, forced into a police car. Scott and Stiles had yet to speak to the twins, however that was the last thing they were thinking about and the last thing they wanted at that moment in time. They were too busy worrying about their brother and their deceased sister to care about the two boys whom had caused the mess. However, that did not mean that the twins were not angry at them.

Oh, the twins were brimmed with blind rage and fury for the two. This was obvious from Jaden, he hadn't shown any emotion other than anger for the past ten minutes. Whereas, Eleanor had thrown herself into a state of distraught and frenzy that she could not shake as she tried desperately to make eye contact with her elder sibling through the glass of the police car window.

She pulled away from her twin's grip around her shoulder and stumbled over to Noah Stilinski without giving it another thought, trying desperately to hold herself together with what little she had left. The two best friends of the girl widened their eyes at her state, also catching the attention of the sheriff himself as she halted in front of him, her eyes cast downwards. When her eyes linked with the elder man's, it was almost as if he could read from her eyes what she was feeling.

"Please." She pleaded, her eyes glossed and red from the cries that had slipped only minutes previously. "Please can I talk to him, just before you take him away."

Noah sighed, holding up his wrist to read his watch as he sighed, nodding hesitantly. She sighed in relief at his answer and immediately turned for the vehicle Derek was being held in, stopping in her steps before she continued.

"Oh, and Noah?" She twisted her body to face him one last time as he raised an eyebrow at her. "He didn't do this. I know my brother, my brother wouldn't kill family, wouldn't kill anyone."

With that, she took off towards the Sheriff's car, scrambling into the back seat where she was separated by crossed bars from her brother. She held on to the bars desperately, clinging to them as if they would bring them closer to Derek. He sighed at her traumatised state and leaned closer, trying to give Eleanor the comfort she needed within the confined space they had together, nodding reassuringly to tell her that it was okay.

"I'll get you out. I promise Der, i'll get you out." Derek shook his head at his younger sibling calmly.

"Don't worry about me El, they'll let me out as soon as they realise that they've got the wrong person. I need you to keep an eye on McCall and Stilinski for me while i'm gone though." He inquired.