The Bite (Teen Wolf Ft.Jack Gilinsky)

Chapter Seventeen

I would have rather crawled into my bed and cried then talked to anyone. Because I got in the habit of doing it.

"Matt's dead, nana is dead" I cried, my dad suddenly ran into the room and asked what was wrong. I cried, and cried, and cried until eventually nothing came out.

"I want him dead dad" I sobbed, "what, honey who" he asked.

He cuffed my face and lifted my head to where our eyes met. "You want who dead" he asked again. I was confused. Usually a dad would say don't talk like that but instead my dad was asking who I wanted dead.

"Jack, I want to rip out Jacks throat" I cried.

"Honey why do you say that" he asked. I shook my head and cried even more. I couldn't tell him the truth. It would just end with me telling him what I was.

"He killed M-Matt" I uttered. I rocked back and fourth with my chin rested on my knee.

"I was there dad, w-when me and Scott and them, w-when we left I went to Jacks for a minute just to talk and dad, he was a perve. A-and I pushed him off of me and I went outside and-" I cried even more and choked on my words, I couldn't even speak to anyone. It was absolutely embarrassing considering Scott, Lydia, Stiles, and Kira were all just downstairs.

"He killed him dad he killed him. Jack killed Matt" I cried. "How did he kill him" my dad asked panicking. "He's a werewolf dad" I mumbled. I heard his heartbeat race wildly. "You know" he whispered. "You know" I asked looking up at him. He bit his lip and nodded, "maybe we can talk later" he said, his voice was low and he seemed depressed, but now as much as I was.

I nodded in agreement and stood up. "I'm gonna go say bye" I said. He nodded and let me walk out of the bedroom. I wiped my eyes with my sleeve and walked down the steps to see five sets of eyes looking at me. "Bye guys" I said and gave them all a hug. "Are you gonna be ok" Kira asked. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Hopefully we'll be back soon, I'll text you" she said and walked out with a friendly smile.

"Bye guys." "Bye Morgan"

And with that they all left, I had to go to school tomorrow with a killer ex boyfriend at school, and one of my friends dead.

My dad brought me into his bedroom so we could talk. I was dreading this because I knew I was going to have to lie my way around things.

"How did you find out" he asked. I felt a lump in my throat and my cheeks burned. "When I went camping that day in Beacon Hills, I saw something. And researched it and researched it. Then the other day, Jack's eyes glowed red." He nodded and listened very closely, but when I was done he looked at me strangely.

"Are there any other ones you know of" he asked.

"No." I lied, that's what I didn't want to do at all.

"Morgan, I think it's time I show you something" he said and took my hand. I nodded and followed him up the stairs and into the secret room.

"I've been in here before" I said. He nodded then walked to another door. Another secret door? Really?

He put his hand on a white tile on the wall and the door slid open like an elevator door. He signaled me to come in and I did.

The small room had mirrors all around, I took that time to wipe off some smeared mascara on my cheeks.

A door opened behind me and I turned around to see an entrance of what seemed to be another weapon storage room. "What are all these" I asked, I looked at the tazers and shotguns that I had never seen before.

"These are the weapons we use to kill werewolves" "you guys go by code though right?" He shook his head as he stroke a crossbow. "Morgan, there is no code when a werewolf kills the one you love the most" my dad said. "Dad, Matt was my best friend but I didn't love him like that" I chuckled. I wasn't to hysterical about it, though.

"Not Matt, I mean your mother." I jerked my entire body around to face him just to see if he was serious. "Wait, a werewolf..." "killed your mother yes."

I thought for a moment about what to say next.

"Did you find who killed her?" "Yes, a man named Edward Gilinsky. Father of Jack Gilisnky." Did I just hear that correctly? Jack's dad killed my mother?

"What did you do" I asked walking up to him, I was so deep into this conversation and I wanted to know more. "We took a broad iron sword, and cut him in two." "Dad who is we?" "Me and your nana, a werewolf also killed your grandfather" "but does aunt Melissa know?" He shook his head, "I don't want her to, she has no reason to. Maybe if Scott was one" he snorted. I snorted too and nodded, I was so good at lying I hated myself for it.

"Morgan, that's why we don't go by a code. Werewolves are too dangerous to have running around. This is our territory and we are going to take over and eliminate each and every one of them, they're monsters." I froze and nodded, that's when I knew I was going to have to lie to my dad for the rest of my life.

"You seem a little shook, are you alright" he asked rubbing my shoulder. "This is just, so much" I whispered. "I know sweet heat, I know." he whispered and kissed the top of my head.

"Dad what's that" I stopped him. Out of the corner of my eye I saw another stone room. "That's where we would hang them by their hands and legs and electrocute them" he laughed. "Good times there" he chuckled and walked into the elevator.

"Daddy, what are those noises" I cried. There were constant distinct roaring and screaming noises that made me cry. "I'll get rid of it, it's just a rapid dog downstairs" he said and kissed my forehead, I nodded and laid my seven year old head back down onto my pink princess pillow.

"The noises I heard when I was little, dad were those," "yeah, us torturing them. We killed five the first day. But we stopped torturing them and eventually just got right to slicing them in half". All this was so evil, I couldn't believe my dad did this. He really needed to go by code.

The code, from what I heard, is where hunters hunt werewolves, that hunt the hunters. Other wise you don't harm them. I thought that was the right thing to do, and whoever gets in the way dies too.

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He's actually gone. It felt so weird not having Matt sit with us at lunch. "H-How did he pass" Paisley asked me.

"Do you remember what to say" my dad asked. I slightly nodded. "Lets go over it" "I was stopping at Jacks, a-and Matt just happened to be there, an-" "what else"  "someone came and told us to g-give us his money. And he snapped Matt's neck." "What did this man look like?" "He was big, big muscles, um I don't remember all that much, it all happened so fast."

"Well, I was going to Jacks. And this neighborhood already seemed creepy with burnt down houses and stuff. And Jack wanted me to come over to talk and, that's another story. But when I came out of the house Matt was there and this big man came up behind him and asked for our money-"

I suddenly noticed how so many people were listening and I got a little nervous that if I said anything stupid or something not in the story, I'd get busted.

"And nobody did, and then the man-" I stopped talking and covered my eyes as tears filled them. Their was no way I was going to say this in front of so many people without crying. "Damn, can you people go away" Paisley yelled.

I laughed and wiped my eyes. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" Allison said. "Thanks." I deeply appreciated that they gave me that break. I'd bring it up another time.