W H I R L W I N D | T. Wolf [1]

s c e n e xxii

that part with formality
pt. II
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Beacon Hills, California
November 5, 2012

"I need to warn you though, I used to play in college."

And just when he was about to swing, Scott came up to grab the bat to stop it from hitting Sommer.

"We brought a little help, too."

As he was too distracted by Scott standing there all of a sudden, Derek punched the man in the face, knocking him out.

Derek looked over at Scott, nodding toward Sommer.

Scott immediately uncuffed her and held onto her as she felt limp into his arms.

"Help me with these." Derek stated, looking expectantly at the boy who shook his head.

"No."

Sommer growled, "What?"

"What do you mean no?" Derek asked dangerously as he tried unclamping himself; failing.

Scott stood his ground. "Not until you tell me how to stop Peter."

The oldest man let out a stressed sigh as he looked Scott over. "Do you really wanna talk about this right now? They could come back-"

"He's going after Allison and her family! He's going to kill them!"

Sommer pulled away from Scott and glared harshly, finally blowing up.

"Who gives a shit, Scott! They're murderers! They murdered my family- my human family! They did it and didn't even think twice! What makes you think I give a shit about your stupid little high school romance?! Huh? I lost the people I loved because of them!"

"You want me to risk my life- my sister's life for your stupid little girlfriend? You're sixteen Scott. You aren't in love." Derek added angrily.

Scott ignored the dig from Sommer and pulled out a piece of paper. "Maybe you're right. But I know something you don't." As he unfolded it, Sommer saw it and her breath caught on her throat.

"Scott-"

"Peter said he didn't know what he was doing when he killed Laura, right? Well, he lied. Remember this?"