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Chapter 8


"Where have you been?" I drop my bag in the front hall and kick of my slip on shoes.


"Out"


"Out?" My mother's shrill voice echoes through the normally silent hallway.


"Yes out. As in outside of this house"


"Don't be smart"


"It's impossible for me not to be" I mutter as I walk passed my angry mother. From the corner of my eyes I could see Jackson and Hope peering up from the living room at me. I pay them no mind as I continue up the stairs.


It wouldn't be like this if I could speak to my dad, but apparently it's too dangerous. If the witches hot word of where we are then we might as well start saying our goodbyes now.


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I get a text from Stiles just as I was walking to school.


'5pm Derek's loft'


He then proceeded to send me directions to said loft and he ended it with a smiley face which instantly lifted my mood.


Earlier at breakfast Jackson and my mother left early to scout the area for any supernatural creatures. Which basically means that if they sniff out any of the werewolf's in beacon hills then were gone. Forever.


"What's wrong with you?"


"Nothing Hope"


"Look" she sighs "mum is just trying to protect us"


"Faith!" she tries to reason with me but I'm stubborn just like my dad "Listen to me! She is just trying to protect us"


I know she is, but I want to at least talk to my family. Talk to my father or uncle Kol or aunt Rebekah or anyone that isn't mum, Jackson or Hope. I just want to know there safe. I just want to talk to them.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 21, 2017 ⏰

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