By Your Side ↠ Stilinski (slow updates)

Car Chases, Psychotic Girls and Cousin Miguel

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Chapter 20

I take back all the times I said Scott wouldn't be the one to kill me because right now I swear he's gonna kill me. Either him or Kate.

'Cause I'm crammed in the back of Derek's beautiful Camaro while Scott is driving, correction speeding away from the wonderful Kate Argent.

"Faster?" Scott asked.

"Much faster." Stiles demanded.

Scott changed gears and pressed down on the gas pedal even more.

"Wait!" I exclaimed.

"What!" Both Scott and Stiles asked.

"I thought we agreed that I don't have to sit in the back from now on." I looked at Stiles.

"Seriously Ky this is not the time for you to be complaining about whether you're in the passenger seat or not." Stiles said.

"I wouldn't be complaining if I was in the passenger seat." I mumbled.

Stiles ignored me and kept looking back and forth between the front windshield and the back.

"Hey Scott I don't think your grasping the concept of a car chase here." Stiles said.

"If I go faster I'll kill us."

"Well if you don't go faster their gonna kill us!"

"If you both don't shut up I'm gonna kill the both of you!" I cut in.

Scott pushed down on the gas pedal again. I looked out the back and they disappeared.

"Guys, she's gone." I said uneasy.

"That's good." Stiles said.

"Or not good. What happens if she figured out that Derek really isn't driving the car."

Stiles looked back before turning on the radio he stole from his dad.

"All units suspect is one foot heading into the iron works." Mr. Stilinski a voice came from the speaker.

"Scott I think you need to step on it a little harder." I suggested as Scott did as told.

In a matter of seconds we were at the iron works and there was the famous Derek Hale avoiding getting shot by Chris.

"Get in!" Stiles yelled, as Scott slammed on the breaks while Stiles opened up the door then scrambled in the back seat with me.

As soon as Derek was in the car Scott hit the gas pedal again.

"What part of not laying low don't you understand?" Scott yelled.

"Dammit! I had him!" Derek exclaimed.

"Who the alpha?" Stiles popped his head forwards.

Now I can't see. I pulled on the back of Stiles plaid shirt, pulling him back towards me.

"Yes he was right in front of me then the frickin' police showed up!"

"Woah hey their just doing there jobs." Stiles said, popping his head forwards again.

Derek gave him his famous glare. "Yeah thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!"

"Can we seriously get past that. I made a dumb ass mistake, I get it!" Scott yelled back.

"Alright!" I cut in. "Both of you stop fighting like little girls and Stiles I swear if you don't stop blocking my view of this conversation, neither you or Derek is going to like what's going to happen next!"