Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Watching Everybody Hates Chris. Fuunnnnnnnnn! Chris got kidnapped. That's hilarious. Anyway, words of wisdom for today: Kidnapping is messed up bruh. ;)
“W-Where am I?” Derek clutches his head in pain.
“Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't believe me,” Scott says in a panicky voice.
Derek pushes the sheets aside, revealing the chains connecting his feet with the bed. “Hey!”
“Okay I know this looks weird but you're gonna have to trust me,”
“Trust you!? I don't even know you!”
“In a way you do, in another way you don't,”
“What!?”
“Okay, this is gonna take a lot of explaining but you're just gonna have to believe me,” Scott tries to reason.
Derek's eyes glaze over to another part of the room. “Well why does he get to leave!?” He gestures to the door.
Scott gives him a questioning look and turns his head towards the door. At the door frame was Isaac, still wigging out, trying to open the door.
“Isaac!” Scott yells.
Isaac pry's the door open and rushes down the stairs. Scott follows closely and tackles Isaac to the ground right before he hits the first floor. Isaac flings his arm up to meet Scott's face but Scott dodges and tries to get Isaac back upstairs.
Right when Scott has Isaac pinned a body flies over him and lands a few inches away. Scott looks up to see Derek looking back at him. His ankles were bleeding but he seemed fine as he ran out the front door.
“Wait! Derek!” Scott tried to get up but as soon as he did Isaac pulled him back down again and pinned him onto the ground. He dug his claws into Scott's wrist again and got close to Scott's face.
He looked ready to rip Scott apart when a bat met Isaac's head and he fell down next to Scott who scrambled away. He looks up at Stiles.
“Need a hand?” Scott nods and takes Stiles' hand as he pulls him up.
“Where's Derek?” Scott and Stiles ask each other at the same time. They look at each other strangely but they finally get what the other is implying and a look of understanding takes over their faces.
I guess having two Derek's was throwing them off.
“Oh! He's back at the loft. I snuck out,” Stiles says. “Where's your Derek?”
“Ran out the front door when I was tackling Isaac,”
“Oh my god,” Stiles says, looking over Scott's shoulder. Scott turns around and sees that Isaac's gone. Their heads snap towards the door that had just hit the wall next to it.
“Dammit!” Scott yells, covering his face with his hands.
“Well, look on the bright side. It's only Derek…..Isaac……….Marcus,”
“What?!” Scott's head pops up and stares at Stiles.
Stiles has a guilty look. “That's why I came over here! Brett called me a few minutes to tell me that Marcus had a melt down and there were tornadoes and flying objects and before he knew it Marcus was out the door, down the street, and possibly being eaten by wolves at this very moment,” Stiles got it all out in one breath, awaiting Scott's reaction.
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Fanfiction*this is the 2nd book in the series. the first book is called 'Stand by me (stiam fanfic)' so I suggest you read that one before this one just saying* Grief is the only cure. At least, that's what Stiles believes in. Liam's gone, Mason's captured, a...
