The Hidden Truth

Chapter 7 second chance at first line Pt 3

Chapter 7,

Scott and I watched as they put Derek in the back of the police car with handcuffs. He sent a menacing glare toward us. I hid behind Scott, cause damn this glare hurt my heart!

"Why are you hiding behind me?" Scott asked. I opened my mouth to answer but, I saw Stiles going the cop car.

"God, what is he gonna' do!?" I exclaimed. Scott motioned me to go follow him. I groaned.

I stopped Stiles right when he was about to open the door. I questioned, "Ya know papa Stilinski can get you arrested!"

"No he can't. He's my dad." He said in a 'duh' voice before pushing me aside to open the passengers.

"He's my dad too." I exclaimed. Well not actually related but he's like a dad.

I got in through the drivers seat door, and asked. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm here to interrogate." Stiles tried to explain.

"Fine get this thing over with." I sighed.

Stiles muttered, "Just so you know, I'm not scared of you."

"Liar," I said and he turned to glare at me then turned back to Derek who was glaring at him. Stiles looked like he was a fox challenging a wolf when the wolf was tied up.

"Okay, maybe I am." Stiles relented. Idiot.

"Told you so." I mumbled.

"But it doesn't matter. I just wanna' know something. The girl you killed -" harsh. "She was a werewolf, wasn't she? I mean she can turn herself into an actual wolf. And we know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?"

I smacked the back of his head. He yelped and turned to me, while I exclaimed, "Stiles, we don't exactly know if he killed her."

"The body was buried in his yard." Stiles pointed out. "So someone could've framed him."

"What? How would that-" He was cut off by hottie. We both turned to look at him.

"Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend who's the problem? When he shifts in the field what do think they're gonna' do? Huh? Keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing, but you two can."

Derek leaned forward and he whispered in a husky voice, "And trust me, you'll want to."

"Like he's gonna' listen to me." I said sarcastically, making the two guys stare at me.

Suddenly, Stiles was pulled out of the car with Derek's menacing glare following him out and Stiles whimpering "Ow, ow, ow."

Derek turned to me while I just smiled. He wasn't actually glaring.

Next thing you know, I was pulled out too.

I stared across the car and said sheepishly, "Hey, Papa Stilinski," I turned to look at him sheepishly. He glared at me.

Papa Stilinski dragged both Stiles and I away. "What the hell do you think you two are doing?" Papa Stilinski sternly questioned.

"Uh, trying to learn how to be a cop?" I stated what actually sounded like a question.
Papa Stilinksi glared at me again and looked to Stiles for an answer.

"Fine, we just wanted to help." Stiles said exasperated.

"Uh-huh and okay how about you help me understand how you exactly came across this?" Oh we're dead.

"TV." I answered.

"Really?" I nodded. "Why?"

"I uh...we uh..." I really suck under pressure.