Screaming in the Dark (Finished)

Chapter 89

I looked around the room that I expected to be an office of some sort but it was more like a brothel. Directly in front of me was a long red couch that two big security guards where sitting on. In front of them was a round table that was made out of glitter and shit. On top of the sparkly table from hell stood a gold and silver hookah that one of the security guards was smoking out of. To my rite of me was a bar that was being tended by a naked blonde chick. Sitting at the bar were two half naked girls one brunet the other a red head. They were two busy making out with each other to notice that I had entered the room.

To the left of me was a circular bed with messed up sheets. On top of this diseased sponge sat a little man in a pink silk robe and nothing else. He looked to be about thirty and was completely sleazy. His hair was long, curly and greasy. And I could see his nasty chest hair from all the way over here. I looked around the room and almost completely froze when my eyes landed on three books in a glass case on the wall behind the couch. I knew instantly the one in the middle was mine. It belonged to me, it was almost like it was calling to me. I could feel it. It felt like a small electoral current that was flowing between me and the book. I had to use all my energy to stop myself from moving forward.

"Why don't you come and sit down." He said to me as he patted the spot on the bed next to him.

I had to push down the urge to vomit and plastered a fake smile on my face and walked over to him. When I reached the bed I got on my hands and knees and crawled over next to him before taking a seat in the spot next to him. He wasted no time wrapping his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"So why have I not seen you before?" He asked me in his creepy ass old man voice.

"Because I just moved here." I answered as I used my hand to twirl his disgusting chest hair.

"And how did you hear about my humble little hole in the wall?" He asked me.

"My friend told me about it." I answered as I tried my best to hide my disgust.

"And who may that be?" He asked.

I was not shore who to say told me about this place. If u said Scott he may get scared off because of this Alpha status and if I said Derek he might figure out who I am.

"Peter." I answered thinking of the person who actually told us about the club.

"Peter Hale?" He asked and I could feel him tense up as he did.

He was obviously scared of him.

"Yeah. He told me all about you." I answered.

"Good things I hope." He answered as he tried to hide the fact that he was scared of my friend.

"Well why don't you tell everyone to leave and I'll let you know exactly what I think of you." I said to him.

He looked around at the others as if he was thinking over my offer. Thinking was not what I wanted him to be doing. So to distract him I swung one of my legs over and sat on his lap. Startling him as I rested my chest against his.

"I'm not a fan of audiences." I whispered in his ear.

"Everybody out!" He quickly called out as he had immediately turned back into the horn dog that he is.

"But boss." One of the guards said.

"You herd me, out!" He said again.

This time they got up and left. The other two girls took longer to leave as they had to scurry around the room for their close.

Once they were out of the room he instantly tried to grab me but I just as quickly smacked his hand away and jumped off his lap.

"What the hell?" He snapped after me.

"That's not how this works. You do as I say." I told him as I walked over and locked the door.

"Bossy, I can get down with that." He answered.

"Close your eyes." I told him.

He did as I said but the second I started to move he opened one of his eyes.

"Keep them closed or I'll leave." I told him.

He went back to holding his eyes closed. I grabbed the gold hookah off the table and walked over to the bed. When I reached the end my knee hit it and he opened his eyes. He looked confused when he saw me standing there with the hookah in my hands but before he could say anything I hit him over the head. The pure gold hookah crashed against his head, cracking it open. Blood started to spill out of the gash it had left on his forehead.

"I told you to keep your eyes closed." I said as I dropped the thing down on the bed next to him.

I looked around the room knowing I had to hurry before someone noticed the smell of blood. I walked over to the case that held my book. When I reached the case I was not surprised to find that it was locked. I wrapped mu hand in a small blanket I found and hoped was cleaned and punched through the glass. I passed for a second as I was too excited to move. So many thoughts ran through my head.

What if this was a trap? What if this was a bad idea? Or what if this was the best thing that would ever happen to me?

I was pulled out of my train of thought when I heard banging on the door. Obviously I had made a little too much noise. I reached out and grabbed the book. I was expecting like electricity or sparks, something. But there was nothing except for the slight tingling in my fingers that almost instantly disappeared.

I looked back at the door knowing I was not going to be able to get out that way. I looked around the room and there was no other door but there windows. I collected myself and pulled up a bar stool to the window so I could reach it. When I opened it I almost screamed and feel on my ass when Stiles face popped threw the window.

"What the fuck Stiles?" I snapped at him.

"We have been looking for you. Is that the book?" He asked.

"Yes Stiles it's the book." I answered. "Now help me out." I said to him.

"Move." Derek's voice said as she shoved Stiles aside.

He reached in for me grabbing my free hand and quickly and easily pulled me out.

"Thanks." I said as I straitened myself off.

"How the hell did you get out of there?" Malia asked as she tried to stick her head in threw the window to see.

"Don't look in there." I told her.

"Why?" Lydia asked.

"Who cares we need to leave." Scott said.

"Do you have your powers?" Liam asked.

"I don't feel any different." I answered.

"So we did all this for nothing." Isaac snapped.

I looked over to him planning on yelling at him but stopped when I saw the worried look on his and everyone's face that was facing us. I knew that when I turned around I would see something dangerous. Something to make them all looked so worried.