In the midst of a world wide pandemic, three best friends decide that they'll break the quarantine just once because they missed one another. After all, nothing bad could happen in just one night? All they wanted to do was hang out, maybe binge a sh...
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Briella sat in silence on the bench, she had Ronald's blood on her clothes and hands. It practically stained her.
Zelda had changed out of her uniform for lacrosse and was trying to get Briella to wash up or do something. But she didn't even move. Briella only stared down at her bloody hands as she continued to cry in silence. She didn't know what else to do so Zelda kissed her forehead and moved over to talk to Scott and Isaac. She came over just as Sheriff Stilinski walked away. She couldn't help Ronald, now she couldn't even help Briella. That only left her to help find Stiles. She wanted to be useful somehow.
"How is Briella?"
"Not talking." Zelda mumbles as she sniffs loudly, she wasn't crying anymore but that didn't mean she didn't want to. She wanted to cry but she needed to push it down.
"How is it that she's taking it harder than you?"
Zelda wiped under her eyes to stop herself from crying again, "Ronald and Briella have known each other longer. They've been friends for ten years. And she touched him... Briella is covered in his blood and she's not even moving. We never thought we'd lose one of us like this..."
"I know, I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault this happened, Scott." Zelda breathed out, "Gerard probably adopted him just to use him like this..."
"McCall, Mott-" Coach approached them. He seemed pretty solemn as well, "We need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put either of you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up."
"Yeah, I know, Coach."
"All right. I know, I-I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys..." He paused, "Well, I kind of hate Greenberg, but, you know, that's different. It's Greenberg. I'm just saying we- I need you on the team. Get your grades back up."
"We will."
Coach gave them a small solemn smile and nodded, "I know."
Isaac leaned back against the locker, peering at Briella who was still sitting in absolute silence. She kept crying and they could now only hear her soft cries in the room. He looked back over to Scott and Zelda.
"Is that everyone?"
"I think so." Isaac tells them as Scott goes through Stiles' locker, "You guys gonna find him by scent?"
"Yeah, we all are."
Isaac raised the shoe in his hand, "But how come you get his shirt and pants, while I get a shoe?"
Zelda played with the fabric of his shirt, "It only seems appropriate."
"We need to talk." Derek's voice filled their ears. Making everyone but Briella look over at him, and then Peter walked out from behind him.
"All of us."
Zelda's jaw dropped at the sight of him, "How are you alive? What the absolute fuck?"
