BOOK 1/7
Coup De Fou•dre: (koo de foodra)
noun (plural coups de foudre pronounced same)
{A sudden unforeseen event, in particular an instance of love at first sight.}
The day when Olivia first arrives in Beacon Hills, she never expected her life to...
I scrunch my nose in disgust. "Ew," I mutter. "Out of all things that smell horrible, you couldn't come up with something different?"
"I was trying to prove a point here, Olivia." He whispers.
"You have a knack for creating a vivid picture, Mr. Stilinski. Let me paint one of my own." He gets off the wall and walks closer to us. Stiles protectively moves in front of me. "Scott McCall finds his best friend, bloodied and beaten to a pulp. How does that sound?"
"I think I prefer more of a still life for a landscape, you know?" Stiles challenges as Gerard clenches his jaw. "What are you, ninety? I can probably kick your ass up and down this room. Come o--"
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He cuts him off by backhanding him, making Stiles fall to the side. I try to swing a punch but in a flash, he pulls out a baton and makes it hit my side, sending more jolts of electricity. My body numbly falls to the side as he holds it still, making my vision blur.
He pulls the baton away and turns to Stiles who was barely recovering from the smack.
"Wait, wait, wait--" Stiles says in a daze but Gerard grabs him by the shirt and punches him across the face multiple times. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight but Boyd and Erica did the opposite, wincing at each hit Gerard landed on Stiles.
"P-Please stop!" I groan out. "I'll help you find Derek!"
The sound of his punches finally stop and he lets go of Stiles, showing that his face was somewhat bloody. Gerard wipes his hands on his pants and adjusts his jacket as if nothing happened.
"How?" He asks, taking a step closer to me.
"I'll tell you more, but you have to let them go." I glance at Stiles, Boyd, and Erica. "And I'll do whatever you want."
He looks behind at Stiles then turns to me. "He gets to leave or I'll have your mother join us next."
I turn to Erica and Boyd sadly but surprisingly, Erica nods her head as if she wants me to make the deal. Who knew she had a change of heart?
I glare at Gerard. "Deal."
"Wait, Olivia. No--" Stiles tries to argue but Gerard grabs him by the shirt, forcing him to follow.
"Don't get comfortable because pretty soon, it's going to be eventful." He says as he goes up the stairs, shutting the door behind him.
I sadly turn to Boyd and Erica again. "I'm sorry guys."
Allison's POV:
"The betas are still tied up, no need to worry." My grandfather says as he enters my room.
"Good," I reply as I lean against my desk. Gerard turns to my door and I turn, seeing my dad with his hand raised as if he was about to knock.
"I saw the lights flicker." He says but Gerard gives a small chuckle.
