Savour From Hell ➳ Scott McCall {4}

Family Reunion

"Wait, before you go." I stopped him and I placed my hands on his chest reaching up to peck his cheek.

"I don't forgive you. But I swear to god if you get hurt and I'm not the one who's hurting you, that is the second time you've cheated!"

"God I really love you." He hugged me tightly and I didn't want to let go. I hate myself for not wanting to let go.

"Okay go." I told him letting go and he nodded as he opened the door giving me one last look before walking out.

~

Why did I just hear the door open?
Dad shouldn't be home right now?
"Hello?!"

I got no answer and I held onto the couch standing up grabbing my crutch as a weapon ready to do some serious damage.

I was ready to launch until I heard a familiar scream.
"Put it down!" What a girly squeal coming from a boy.

"Stiles?!" I screamed back at him and I immediately ran into his arms and I could feel how tightly he had hugged me.
"Oh I'm so glad your okay." He said squeezing me and I was hurting from the pressure.
"I won't be if you don't let go." I struggled and he let go of me as he placed his hands on my shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" I looked to see him without any bags packed and it didn't look like he was here for long.

"I brought someone." He told me looking towards the door and in walked in the hottest former alpha.
"Derek! I thought you told me he was on the run?" I looked at him confused and I just went over to hug him.

"And I thought you were dying in the hospital." Derek told me and I looked at him confused.
"How do you know-"
"I have contacts." He told me and I wasn't surprised.

He has about ten Hale vaults around god knows where.
"We gotta go. Scott's in trouble." Derek told us and the first thing I did was not even question it.

But walk as quick as I could to the kitchen drawers pulling out my weapon bag and guns.

Okay knives gun and mini crossbow. Mini but powerful.
I grabbed my gun holder placing it around my waist checking if the clip was full. Placing knives in the bottom of my boot and holding the mini crossbow in my hand holding it down with a strap that could carry the arrows.

"Okay ready." I announced and I looked to see the two of them stare at me blankly.
"I still can't believe that's your sister."
Derek commented as he had his arms crossed with a grin on his face.

"Believe me, I can't either." Stiles added as he scratched the top of his head staring at me.

"Do you idiots want to stop talking and get your lazy asses out of here?" I asked not in the mood as I limped past the both of them.

"She scares you right?" I heard Derek whisper to stiles behind my back.
"Everyday."

I couldn't help but grin hearing that as I picked up the Jeep keys and my motorcycle ones.
I threw the keys to Stiles and he struggled to catch them.
"Seriously? How can you still not catch?!"

He just gave me a pathetic look and I rolled my eyes at him. "Hang on, your not taking your motorcycle-"

"Too late already leaving, just follow me." I told them and Derek looked down at me with a smirk.
"I'm going with her." He pointed and stiles gave us both a cold look.

"No, Max your with me. Derek. You take the motorcycle-"
"No one touches my motorcycle!" I squealed and stiles raised his brow at me.

"Max, are you-"
"Hey no. I get it. Your attatched to it. Especially since it was Aidens right?" He realised and I couldn't help but smile knowing he understood why I loved it so much.