The Beginning of The End {Stiles Stilinski}[2]

Lydia Protection Squad

Chapter 15: Venomous pt. 2/Frenemy

I made this gif. The quality is shit cus Wattpad was being an asshole so I had to compress it more but whatever.

{Sorry this is late!}

~SiriusCatBennett

"Derek's outside waiting for Lydia." I told everyone as soon as we stepped into the secluded room.

"Waiting to kill her?"

"If he thinks she's the kanima, then yes." Scott answered his girlfriend. "Especially after what happened at the pool."

"It's not her!"

"Rae, she didn't pass the test. Nothing happened." He tried to persuade, stepping closer to me.

"And? Since when are we putting all our eggs in this test basket? A test we know nothing about, by the way. Are you suggesting I don't know my own sister?" I snapped, taking a step forward as Stiles pulled me back.

"It doesn't matter because Derek thinks it's her." Allison spoke, interrupting the fight that was about to start between the two of us. "So, either we can convince him that he's wrong or we-we've gotta figure out a way to protect her."

"Well, I really don't think he's gonna do anything here. Not at school."

"What about after school?" Allison asked, her face nearing the boy's as we all stood on different degrees of panic. When Scott huffed we all seemed to fall back slightly as we sighed as well. "What if we can prove that Derek's wrong?"

"By three o'clock?" Stiles asked incredulously, the arm wrapped around my waist tightening slightly.

"There could be something in the bestiary."

"Oh, you mean the nine hundred page book written in Archaic Latin that none of us can read? Good luck with that." The boy snapped at the hunter, his fingertips gripping my unwounded hip a bit painfully until he realized what he was doing.

Everyone stood in silence for a moment as we tried desperately to think. Allison was the one to break it. "Actually, I think I know someone who might be able to translate it."

"Uhh..I can talk to Derek. Maybe convince him to give us a chance to prove that it's not her." Scott paused for a moment, looking in between the three of us. "But if anything happens, you let me handle it. Okay?"

His words made me scoff. There was no way he was leaving me out of this.

"What does that mean?"

"It means you can't heal like I do. I just don't want you getting hurt."

Apparently I wasn't the only one that felt underestimated and underappreciated as Allison reached for her bag. "I can protect myself."

"Yeah, and you're not going anywhere without me." Before either boy could protest, I raised a hand to silence them. "I literally have five knives on me at the moment. Not to mention, I'm just going to receive any wounds you or Derek get, which means it's better for me to be there than in class."

The words seemed to render the two speechless as Allison and I shared a look. It was only a moment before Scott was looking at Allison with a wounded expression, making her drop the crossbow from her hands. "What? Did something else happen?"

"I just don't want you getting hurt."

Feeling as if I was intruding, I turned to look at Stiles, holding onto the strap of my bag as I tucked my head into the crook of his neck. He quickly wrapped his other arm around me, pulling me close as we listened to the conversation behind us. "Seriously, if anything goes wrong, you call me. Okay? 'Cause I-I don't care if your dad finds out. Call, text..scream, yell, whatever. I'll find you as fast as I can." There was a pause before he finished. "We have until three."