Forget Me Not

74. Lydia

"Chris, I just wanted to say I'm very sorry, you don't know why because it didn't get to you but, I trusted my mother and her cryptic language instead of you, I am so sorry" I apologized to Chris, "she said Argent not Gerard, you got it mistaken, I forgive you" he told me, I didn't tell him what she said "Scott told you" I asked "he's as loyal as a Labradoodle" Chris answered.

Scott, Malia, and Lydia walk into the room "Brett and Lori were murdered, Gerard is leading an amateur angry enough to kill" Scott started "it's my fault, I let him go" Chris took the blame "he's still your father" I told Chris "so what, if Chris let you put a bullet in his head we wouldn't be here" Malia expressed "we're not executioners" Lydia said "we are when it's war" Malia excused, "that's why we're going to make peace" Scott said "with Gerard" I questioned "last peace summit Gerard was at, he killed werewolves, his own men and blinded Deucalion" Lydia reminded Scott "that's why I'll go" Chris offered "me too" I insisted "he could kill you" Lydia debated "he could also kill Chris, it's better if there's two and if he tries anything I'm gonna split his wig" I said holding up and clocking back my desert eagle.

We stood outside a warehouse "you felt like you needed to come just to make up for not believing in me" Chris stated "I did, but also because I want you to believe in me, I'm okay now" I told him.

I got out of his car and we walked inside, there were only a few lights but it was mostly dark, shelves lined up in rows stacked with guns in a precise order, semiautomatics near the top, automatics near the bottom, crossbows had there own shelf, I've come to conclusion, there's not just one amateur, he's not building an army, he already has it.

We walked to a desk to see Gerard sitting down "Scott wants to make peace, he doesn't want anyone to die" Chris started "he wants to hold a meeting" I added "if Scott wanted to meet with me, he'd be here" Gerard said, a man with a rifle stood by a shelf "don't worry, they're just the messengers" Gerard told the man.

"What message are we taking back" Chris asked "I'm not making peace, tell Scott to run" Gerard finished.

I looked up at Chris, I shoot Gerard and Chris gets his bodyguard, Chris shook his head as if he was reading my mind, we turned to walk out, "we can't just leave Beacon Hills" I said to Chris "maybe that's the only way" Chris said which wasn't the answer I expected "excuse me" I asked "you guys have had many chances maybe this last time" Chris explained, "I thought the same thing about the beast of gevudan but we made it through, I thought that about the wild hunt and we made it thought that too, and the wild hunt was supposed to be unstoppable but look at that" I told Chris "this is bigger, this is fear, this isn't a monster that you can stop, this is real" Chris argued "werewolves are real" I said as an analogy to anything being possible.

I got a text from Liam, 'you're mom didn't lie to you, the amateur is a counselor' I read then seen another text pop up 'the school counselor'.

I ran to the school, as I walked to the guidance counselors room, I seen a boy staring at me, his eyes were wide, he's knees were trembling, I walked over to him "boo" I yelled, it's almost like I seen his soul leap out of his body for a second then he began to speed walk away. I opened the guidance counselors door and walked to her desk, I seen a book "supernatural afterlife" on her desk, good to know she cares about what happens to the people she kills.

I opened the book and started to rip pages out, David has the Wasi not speaking to me, people think I'm a freak, my mother is some sadistic witch, I don't even know what the hell we let out of the wild hunt but it wants to be a smart ass and not show it face, Miguel is gone, Olga is gone, Derek is gone, Vanessa is gone, I'll even  settle with Theo just to keep me calm but I have no one.

I heard a couple of bangs, I looked up at the door and heard "ms. Monroe" from a sound so petite.

I looked around the office to see her desk turned over, shelves knocked down, books ripped up, papers everywhere and the plant broken into two.