🐺 Chapter 5 🐺

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My eyes jolt open and my breathing is heavy. As my eyes adjust I sit up and notice where I am. I'm at Derrick's house. I look around and notice that I'm on his disgusting couch and I have a headache. I can't see anyone but hear people outside talking. Listening in I her three voices, wait, no, four. One girl, three boys. Lydia, Stiles, Scott, and Derrick. All fighting over something, Scott getting really mad. I hope he doesn't get to mad. That'd be bad.

I push myself out of the couch and stand. Everything aches yet I still walk towards them and put the door of Derrick's burnt house. They notice the second I walk out and they stop talking, and just stare for a few seconds, but Derrick brakes the stare by rushing over. He pulls me into a tight hug that feels like he broke three ribs, and fractured my spine, but I still hugged him back.

I haven't hugged him in so long, feels like years, may have been. He pulls back and looks at me. "Are you okay? Actually okay?" He asks concerned. I don't remember what my latest dream was. It's starting to bug me. Not knowing. If this is some Banshee thing then someone is going to die. "Carla?" Derrick asks snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm okay, just sore." He puts his hand on my back and helps me down next to Scott, Stiles, and Lydia.

"Carla, how do you know Derrick?" Scott asks me totally ignoring Derrick's presence.

" I, I, " I studder. Derrick steps in front of me.

"Scott back off. She just woke up." He said rudely. I notice that it looks like morning, but I'm not sure.

"How long have I been out?"

"About two weeks." Stiles says slowly. Two weeks. Two weeks! I have been out for two weeks!

"Two weeks!"

" Before you freak out, we gotta talk. " Stiles says.

"What?" I ask curiously.

"We know who the Alpha is. Its-" I cut Scott off.

"It's Peter." Everyone looked confused.

" How did you know? " Scott asks.

"I was in a dream. With Peter as an Alpha."

" Wait, pause, memory check. Before you went to sleep, who didn't really believe so Scott was a werewolf, and now you know who the Alpha is? Start explaining. " Stiles said.

"Well, uh," I studder, noticing my screwup. I look at Derrick and he nods. I look at Lydia and he nods again. Meaning she is supernatural too, or at least knows. "Okay, I know about werewolves, have since I was little. I knew the Hale family. We were always really close. Derrick is like my brother. Always been there. Whenever I pass out, I always dream and once I saw Peter with red eyes. So I took the hint."

" Are yo-" I cut Stiles off from talking.

"Yes." I state. Scott, Lydia, and Stiles all stand next to each other, bewildered. Completely blown away.

"I wanna see." Stiles states. I think about anything that will upset me, so about anything, and close my eyes. When I open again, they all stare mind blown, everything is more distinct in what I call, werewolf mode, where your eyes turn and everything seems more distinct and clear.

"They're blue." Scott states.

" No dip, sherlock. " I state. Derrick smiles at my retaliation.

"What does that mean?" Stiles asks Derrick. Derrick doesn't respond.

"Alright," Lydia starts, " so Peter bit me at the dance, and turns out that I see dead people, but mostly him. "

"Who?" I ask.

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