Driving Into The Night.

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Chapter Eleven

When I found out it was all Peter I was livid. Tainting our name... A man I loved dearly, and trusted with my life, I visited him all the time hoping he would come too.. and it was all him. He killed Laura and took the role of the Alpha. He had somewhat convinced Derek to follow his lead... In the end, I knew Derek would turn on him, Derek had this love-hate relationship with Peter since that girl died from the advice of Peter.

I had had all these overwhelming feelings that with everything that was goig on, I felt that flight mentality goes through my head that I had with my father, running from it all and escaping and I wrote a letter to him. It was midnight and I'd been inside my house for days since finding out about Peter. This was it. I knew it was, I knew exactly what Derek was going to do. I was 10 steps ahead of him, I knew this would end with Peter dead especially after I found out Chris got involved.

Scott suddenly walked into my room and sat on the bed watching me write the letter, he looked pissed with me and I rolled my eyes. "He did it. Because you weren't there! He killed Peter! Now hes the alpha! Y/N I will never be normal again!" Scott yelled at me.

I nodded sighing, "I know Scott, I knew he was going to do it. If you killed Peter, you would be an Alpha right now. There is no tirning back." I grabbed the paper and folded it up putting it in an envelope.

"What? I-" He froze with realization and watched me. "What's that?" He asked and I smiled.

"Just a little note that I need you to deliver to Derek tomorrow." I handed it to him and he took it.

"Okay? Look. If you were there-"

"I wasn't, and it was meant to be this way..." I shrugged.

"I... Good night, Y/N." Scott sighed and got up and left my room, at that moment when the door closed, I let the tears roll down my cheeks.

"Good Night... Scott..." I whispered and quietly got up and opened my closet, pulling out 2 suitcases which were packed up and ready to go. I tiptoed out of the house as fast and as quietly as I could putting the suitcases in my trunk, the car I bought a few days ago, my mom was so proud and happy for me. I got into the car pulled out of the driveway and drove out of Beacon Hills. I drove into the night hoping it would bring something new, I felt that deep dark guilt. I would deal with that when the time came.

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