𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐝 ▷ 𝐬. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢 ✓

𝟐𝟎. 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬

CHAPTER TWENTY
more people, more problems

YASMINE MCCALL

As we ran away from the psycho Alpha chasing us, I was in the back. Wearing heels wasn't exactly my best idea, but if I'd known that my idiot brother and my idiot best friend were gonna pull shit like this, I'd worn some flats.

The Alpha's roars and growls were so extremely loud, especially since I was in the back and I was the person easiest to just grab, maim and kill right on spot.

Stiles pushed open a pair of blue double doors and all of us ran in, the boys slamming shut the doors. Immediately, Scott and Jackson began stacking chairs and pushing tables in front of the door.

"Scott, not here." Stiles said.

Even Allison and Lydia were speaking and they seemed freaked out, but my attention was on Stiles.

"Why not here?" I asked as I tightened my hold on my leather jacket.

Stiles gently grabbed my shoulders and made me turn around. I gasped when I saw that behind me were windows and I mean several feet with just windows. The Alpha could easily break in here and kill us all, but Scott and Jackson hadn't noticed that as they were too busy blocking the doors.

"Just help me!" Scott yelled as the two girls kept asking questions. "Stack the chairs."

"Guys?" Stiles yelled out, everyone besides him and I know stacking chairs in front of the double doors. "Just wait a second! You guys, listen to me! Can we wait a second?" He kept trying to get their attention and they kept ignoring him. "Guys? Stiles talking. Can we hang on one second, please?"

I sighed. "Fucking listen already?!" I yelled loudly, catching the attention of the four who'd blocked the doors.

Stiles thanked me silently and smiled at me before he returned his gaze to the two couples in front of us. "Okay, nice work, really beautiful job, everyone. Now, what should we do about twenty foot wall of windows?"

"Can somebody please explain to me what's going on because I'm freaking out here and I'd like to know why." Allison panted heavily, looking at Scott. "Scott?"

Scott moved away from her and tried to not think about the three people staring at him from behind. He glanced over at Stiles and I, both of us just as worried as him. We had no idea what to answer, because these three had randomly just been dragged into this whole thing and now we had to make sure that none of us died tonight, at the cost that they might discover the supernatural.

"Someone killed the janitor," Stiles began talking, his hand grasping mine tightly. "Yeah, the janitor's dead."

Allison laughed humorlessly. "What is he talking about? Is this a joke?" She asked looking to Scott like he would magically have all the answers to her questions.

Jackson looked around confusion. "What? Who killed him?"

"No, no, no, no, no! This was supposed to be over! The mountain lion-" Lydia panicked, her green eyes widening.

Jackson gazed at his girlfriend. "No, don't you get it?! There wasn't a mountain lion."

"Who was it?" Allison exclaimed. "What does he want?"

For some reason, I could feel myself getting annoyed. First, they'd shown up unexpectedly and we had to take care of them, but they kept pressuring us for answers -- which I kinda understood -- but it was getting annoying, because though we need the answers to most of these questions, we couldn't just tell them. We couldn't just tell them that an Alpha werewolf was on the loose in the school because he wanted Scott in his pack, Derek Hale was murdered by this Alpha and that he was probably gonna kill Scott, Stiles and I because Scott refused to be in his pack.

"Scott!" Allison yelled frustrated after getting zero answers.

"I-I don't know!" Scott stated, stuttering a little. "I-I-I just- if we go out there, he's gonna kill us."

Lydia's eyes widened once again. "Us? He's gonna kill us?!"

Allison now tried to look at Stiles and I. "Who? Who is it?"

Stiles and I looked bitchy in this situation since we couldn't tell them what was really going on and therefore were giving them zero answers.

"It's Derek," Scott lied to them, Stiles and I shared a shocked look. "It's Derek Hale."

Jackson's eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, Derek killed the janitor?"

"Are you sure?" Allison asked confused.

"I saw him-" Scott began talking but was cut off by Lydia.

"The mountain lion-"

"No, Derek killed them!" Scott yelled over Lydia's meek voice.

Allison's wide eyes landed on me as if she wanted me to validate the truth. "All of them?"

Scott nodded. "Yes, starting with his own sister, and the guy in the video store, it has been Derek the whole time." He panted hard. "He's in here with us and if we don't get out now, he's going to kill us too."

^^^^

"Call the cops." Jackson ordered.

I shook my head. "No." I refused immediately. The Alpha could easily murder all the officers who arrived at the scene and I was not going to let so any families lose a family member because of us, that included Stiles who could potentially lose his father.

Jackson looked at me as if he couldn't believe what I'd uttered. "What? What do you mean 'no'?"

"She means 'no', wanna hear it in Spanish? Noh." Stiles backed me up. "Look, Derek killed three people, okay? We don't know what he's armed with."

It was wrong to throw Derek under the bus like that and I was pissed at Scott for doing that, but I also knew that he was just trying to protect his secret and everyone in this damn classroom.

"Your dad is armed with an entire Sheriff's Department. Call him!" Jackson yelled in our faces and that's the moment I ever regretted dating that dickhead.

Lydia shook her head in disbelief. "I'm calling." She stated as she pulled out her phone and began dialing.

"No, Lydia, would you just hold a second?" Stiles tried to take a step towards her, but was pushed away by Jackson.

I glared at Jackson as I pushed off his hands. "Keep your damn hands to yourself." I spat angrily as he stepped back, a glare in his eyes.

"Yes, we're at Beacon Hills High School, we're trapped and we need you to-" Lydia spoke rapidly into the phone. "But-?" Her broken voice as she removed from the phone from her ear. "She hung up on me."

Allison looked at Lydia confused. "The police hung up on you?"

"She said they got a tip, warning them that there was gonna be prank calls about a break-in at the high school. She said if I called again, they were gonna trace it and have me arrested."

"Okay, then call again!"

Stiles shook his head. "No, they won't trace a cell and they'll send a car to your house before they'll send anyone here."

Allison couldn't even form a proper sentence. "Wha-wha- what is this? Why does Derek wanna kill us? Why is he killing anyone?"

Everyone in the room began looking at Scott since he'd been the one to claim that Derek Hale was killing everyone.

Scott looked at us confused. "Why is everyone looking at me?"

"Is he the one who sent her that text?" Lydia asked.

"No!" Scott denied immediately. "I mean, I-I don't know."

"Is he the one who called the police?" Allison asked.

"I don't know!" Scott yelled back at his girlfriend.

Stiles grabbed Scott's shoulder. "Alright, why don't we ease back on the throttle here, yeah?" He suggested as he pulled Scott and I to the side. "Hey, first off: throwing Derek under the bus, nicely done."

"I didn't know what to say! I had to say something!" Scott whisper-yelled back. "And if he's dead, it doesn't matter, right? Expect if he's not. God, I totally just bit her head off."

"And she'll totally get over it." I mumbled. "Somewhere in my heart, I'm so hoping that Derek isn't dead so he'll come and beat your ass for getting us into this fucking situation! If he's not dead -- and I don't think he is -- you just made him the killer of three murders!"

Stiles placed a hand on my lower back and asked me to calm down as I began clenching my fists in anger. "Big issues at hand here, like how do we get out alive?"

Scott looked at Stiles and I with wide eyes. "But we are alive! He could've killed us already, it's like he's cornering us or something!"

"So what? He wants to eat us all at the same time?" I questioned sarcastically as I tried to calm down.

"No! Derek said it wants revenge!"

"Against who?" Stiles asked.

Scott shrugged. "Allison's family?"

"Maybe that's what the text was about." Stiles suggested and looked at my brother and I. "Well, someone had to send it."

"O-okay, assheads! New plan!" Jackson yelled from behind, interrupting our conversation. "Stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and a decent aim, are we good with that?"

I took a deep breath as I spun around. "I swear to God, you keep acting like an asshole, we'll be calling an ambulance, but for you!" I spat annoyed and glared at him. "You always act like a fucking dickhead and for some reason, you cannot understand that your constant comments on everything helps absolutely nothing."

Jackson, Allison and Lydia all looked at me shocked as Scott and Stiles pulled me back into our little circle.

"He's right," Scott said to both Stiles and I. "Tell him the truth if you have to, just call him!"

"I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive." Stiles stated.

Jackson moved forward towards Stiles. "Alright, give me the phone!" He exclaimed as he tried to grab onto Stiles, but Stiles wasn't having it because he spun around and punched Jackson right in the face, sending to the ground.

"Jackson!" Allison gasped and ran to him as he fell to the floor, Stiles being held back by Scott, and Lydia watching shocked.

I squinted my eyes. "Yeah, you can stop glaring now." I said annoyed to Allison who spun around and glared shocked at Stiles. "Douche Lord over there kinda deserved that one."

Allison's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Yasmine, why are you like this? I've never seen you like this before?"

"Allison, this is how I am when I get annoyed. I understand that you're scared like the rest of us, but it doesn't help when Jackson keeps making these snide comments that we do not need right now." I sighed annoyed. "I'm sorry for being cranky, but I just wanna get out of here safe and sound."

Allison seemed to calm down, but she still wanted to make sure that Jackson was okay while Lydia just stood there, looking absolutely horrified that her boyfriend was relying on her best friend, adding onto the fact that he'd bitten her head off earlier today like she didn't matter at all.

Stiles pulled out his own phone and dialed his father's number, but it was clear by the expression on his face that he didn't want to. "Dad, hey, it's me...and it's your voicemail. Look, I need you to call me back now, like right now-" Suddenly the doors were being pulled on, Lydia running away. "We're at the school, we are at the school."

"The kitchen," Stiles said as the doors' handles began coming off and it was only a matter of time before the Alpha broke the doors. "The door out of the kitchen leads to the stairwell."

"Which only goes up." Scott exclaimed.

"Up is better than here."

Before I could even comprehend what was happening, Stiles grabbed my arm and pulled me with him as he began running towards the kitchen. Opening the door that lead to a stairwell, Scott and Stiles began leading Jackson, Allison and Lydia up the stairs, but what neither of them noticed was that the Alpha had managed to get ahold of my ankle and pull me back.

I fell to the floor and glanced up, the Alpha standing right above me, growling and panted hard. "Fuck."

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I wanted to do something different because I feel like it'd be too boring if she just followed them up the stairs and all that jazz. This will also provide you all with just a tiny bit information to why the Alpha also targets Yasmine, as Derek pointed out so lovingly in a previous chapter.

xo.