Allison's POV:
The car ride to the hospital was completely silent, but I couldn't get over what Theo was going to tell us in class.
"Theo," I spoke up which causes him to look in the mirror to meet my eyes. "what were you going to tell us earlier?"
He shook his head. "It can wait."
"If something's wrong, you should tell me." Scott spoke and I nod in agreement. "We've all got to start talking again."
A look of hesitation crosses Theo's face. "This might not be the best place to start, guys."
Scott raised a brow. "You think I'm going to be angry?"
"Not with me."
"Theo, whatever it is, you should tell us even if it means we won't like the truth." I lean forward a bit so my head would be in between him and Scott.
A sigh escapes from his lips. "Open the glove compartment."
Scott slowly turns forward and opens the compartment which instantly revealed a wrench that was stained with blood.
"Oh my god," I whispered as Scott grabbed the tool to examine it.
"It belonged to Stiles." Theo started. "He dropped it at the school."
"Dropped it when?" Scott asked, never taking his stare away from the wrench in his hands.
"When he killed Donovan." He whispered and my eyes widen at the revelation.
"W-What are you talking about?" Scott stuttered.
"You know he hurt his shoulder, right?" Theo raised a brow. "You smelled the blood."
"Olivia told me it was the Jeep." I tried to argue. "The hood fell on him when he was trying to fix it."
"No, no, no, that was Donovan. She was covering for Stiles because he was covering for her." Theo answered and my heart dropped. He was covering for her? For what? "Donovan went after Stiles at the library. I only saw the end of it and when I saw what Stiles was doing I-I couldn't stop him." He stammered. "I shouldn't--I shouldn't be telling you this. You should hear this from him so—"
"Tell me." Scott interrupted.
"I saw Donovan go down. Stiles hit him with the wrench, and then he just--he just kept hitting him. Maybe it was because he threatened to kill his dad or maybe Stiles thought he had to keep going to defend himself, but he just...he kept hitting him."
"That's not possible." He whispered under his breath.
"He crushed that kid's skull. I heard it cracking a-and splintering. By the time I pulled Stiles off of him, half of Donovan's head was caved in." Theo's voice slightly shook and I cover my mouth in shock, practically imagining the scene in front of me. "It didn't even look real. I thought I'd never seen something so terrifying...until I saw what Olivia did with Tracy that night when you found her unconscious."
My eyes widen slightly. "You were there?"
"That night when you, Lydia, Malia, and Kira found Olivia unconscious in that alleyway, it wasn't only Tracy who killed her father and the guard in the truck. She helped her. Whatever is inside her, it completely took over and they both killed them without any hesitation. She wasn't herself." He explained and I shook my head with disbelief. "I would've stopped them but I was completely outnumbered if it was both Tracy and Olivia. I guess the energy she exerted with her blue flames tired her out because after they finished, she just collapsed in front of the van but Tracy took off. Maybe to cover her tracks I guess, I don't know. I thought this was a one-time thing where I thought she would tell you guys, but then it happened again at the hospital."
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Ephemeral ➵ Allison Argent (5)
FanfictionBOOK 5/7 Ephemeral [ephem·er·al | \ i-ˈfem-rəl , -ˈfēm-; -ˈfe-mə-, -ˈfē-] (n): lasting a very short time Season 5a and 5b