I'm still debating over spam updating and making you guys wait for the ending of the story. I'm still not okay from writing the ending. So here's to video calling with a crying best friend and deciding to update. And discovering a new best friend Away Game anthem for Marching Band.
-Recap-
"It doesn't matter! Kali gave Derek until the next full moon. You can't touch him or her. Or Lyrica." Ethan stares at his brother until he finally calms down, and allows himself to be drug out of the room by his twin.
(Lyrica's P.O.V.)
"Hey, Guys, I think she's pretty hurt." Stiles says, looking at Cora. I turn around, crouching down next to my sister-in-law. Her head is split open, blood running down her face.
"Lyrica..." I hear Scott call.
"What?" I ask, turning to look at him.
"How did you do this with one hand?" He asks, holding the pieces of the weight.
"By breaking a few knuckles." Is my only reply before turning back to Cora. I help her up and over to a sink, getting her a rag to clean the blood off.
"You okay?" Scott sighs.
"She doesn't look okay." Lydia butts in.
"I'll heal." Cora lowers the cloth. She steps back, only to stumble. The boys catch her and she pushes them off. "I said, I'm fine."
"Do you realize how suicidally crazy that was?" Stiles sasses. "What were you thinking going after them?"
"I did it for Boyd. None of you were doing anything."
"We're trying." Scott mutters.
"And you're failing." Cora snaps, looking over the three. "You're just a bunch of stupid teenagers running around, thinking that you can stop people from getting killed. But all you do is show up late. All you really do is find the bodies."
"Alright, let's go, Cora." I sigh, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and guiding her out of the locker room.
"She's definitely a Hale." Stiles mutters and I resist a chuckle.
"You alright, Cora?" I ask when we're far enough from the others.
"I will be. I just need to let it heal." She sighs.
"Alright." I nod, leading her to my classroom. When we reach our destination, Hunter is sitting in my chair, kicking his legs and looking around. "Hunter?"
"Hi, Sissy!" He cheers, jumping up and running to hug me and Cora. "Hi, Cora!"
"Hunter, where's your nephew?" I ask, looking around for my son.
"He left. Scotty said so."
"What do you mean, Scott said so? He was just with us." Cora frowns.
"I dunno. Icy just say Scotty say he need to check on someone." Hunter shrugs, going and grabbing his little bookbag. "Are we leaving?"
"Ye-Yeah, Buddy." I stutter, surprised that Isaac would leave Hunter like that.
"You're gonna kill him, aren't you?" Cora mutters as we leave, Hunter's hand grasped tightly in mine.
"Definitely."
"Lyrica!" I hear my name being called in the distance and I turn around, finding Stiles running towards us.
"Stiles!" Hunter cheers at the sight of our brother.
"You're coming back later for the recital, right?" Stiles pants when he reaches us, hugging Hunter.
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Mama Hale
Fanfiction//PSA BEFORE YOU READ: This story was written when I was brand new to everything writing. For a much better everything, go read the rewritten version on my profile. Still written by me, just MUCH better in literally every way. If you still choose to...
