glowing eyes // liam dunbar | teen wolf

Chapter 6

There's two more key codes and me and Lydia have to find them out.
Lydia's trying to listen to the tape, switching it from place to place to try to get the voices.
I've been in the hallways, running my fingers against the wall and putting my ear to the door.
I've been here for hours, including Lydia, why can't they tell us?

"Please.." I whispers against the door and shut my eyes tight.

Kira comes over to me and takes me away slowly, Malia doing the same to Lydia.

-

As I'm about to come out the hall way, I see Garrett and Violent walk in.
Violet has a bunch of scratches on her neck and she's trying to hide it with her jacket, which isn't working.
I decide to stay in the back behind the wall and listen to there conversation.
I know It's bad.
But I know those scratches.
And I need I know how she got them.

"I can handle a scratch or two if I know we're eventually going for the real money.. The seven figure money."

Money?

Garrett smirks, "we are."

"When?"

"Tonight."

I come off from behind the wall once they left and watch them walk away.

Money?
Tonight?

Isn't the lacrosse scrimmage tonight?

I furrow my eyebrows and take off down the hall.

-

I look at the canvas in front of me and pick up my pencil.

While Lydia is on the other side of the room doing the same.

I close my eyes to try and concentrate but the chattering and hovering Malia keeps doing is really distracting.

We are doing automatic writing because the last time we did it, I drew half a tree and Lydia drew the other other and it came together, forming the Nemeton.

I see Lydia pick her hand up to write something but Malia once again disrupts that.

"Lydia..Ariana?"

"What?" We both say, obviously annoyed.

"Maybe we need help..from another banshee."

I get up off my chair and go over to where they are.

"Meredith."

-

I walk into the boys locker room and see a pile of lacrosse sticks on the desk and Kira, Stiles, and Scott surrounding it.

Lydia and Malia went to go see if they can get Meredith and I stayed to help out with the boys.

"Um, guys..you said the killer is getting paid for this..right?"

Scott looks at me and nods, "right."

"And they're on the lacrosse team?"

Stiles nods.

"I-I think I know who it is." I stutter.

They all step closer to me, curiosity obvious on their faces.

I look down at my fingers and fiddle with them for a bit then look up.

"Garrett."

-

After searching for Liam around the school, we found him by the bus of the team we're scrimmaging.

Wait..isn't that his old school?