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CHAPTER ELEVEN:
lydia and marcie started to make the self igniting molotov cocktail.
"jackson, hand me the sulfuric acid." lydia said as jackson passed it to her and she put it through a funnel to put in the beaker.
then she grabbed it and mixed it together by shaking it, and lydia put a cap on it and passed it to scott.
"no. no, this is insane, you can't do this. you cannot go out there." allison said to scott.
"we can't just sit here waiting for stiles' dad to check his messages." scott told her.
"you could die. don't you get that? he's killed three people." allison said.
"and we're next. somebody has to do something." scott said.
"scott, just stop. do you remember. do you remember when you told me you knew whether or not i was lying? that i had a tell." allison asked as she started to cry.
"so do you. you're a horrible liar. and you've been lying all night. just... just please... please don't go. please don't leave us. please." allison said then scott looked at everyone.
"lock it behind me." scott said going to walk away but allison pulled his arm and kissed him.
marcie and stiles looked at each other and once scott pulled away, he went out the door.
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10 minutes had gone by and scott hadn't come back yet.
marcie was sitting over in the corner when stiles went to join her.
"i don't get this. i don't get why he's out there, and why he left us. and i can't... i can't stop my hands from shaking." allison said.
"it's gonna be okay." stiles told marcie.
"i know, i'm just worried about scott." marcie said before she rested her head on his shoulder.
"jackson you handed me the sulfuric acid, right? it has to be sulfuric acid. it won't ignite if it's not." lydia said.
"i gave you exactly what you asked for, didn't i?" jackson asked her.
"yeah. yeah, i'm sure you did." lydia replied.
stiles looked down at the girl on his shoulder and he felt a smile to tug at his lips but she didn't see.
