Olivia's POV:
"Ketamine?" I question as Stiles parks the car.
"It's something we use on the dogs but a higher dosage. It's supposed to slow down Jackson to buy us some time." He explains.
Stiles and I pull out the trash bags filled with mountain ash from the trunk and place it on the ground.
"No...not here," Scott whispers, causing Stiles and I to look up. "Not now." He says before starting to run inside.
"What the--Scott!" Stiles calls out.
"I'll follow him," I say and quickly sprint to where he ran off to.
Bodyguards waited in the entrance and I hand him my ticket. They nod their heads and proceeded to let me inside, but I kept sprinting to where Scott ran off to.
Immediately I saw tons of people dancing with various lights, making my eyes widen at the number of people here. Also, cause of the strong smell of alcohol...gross.
I look around until I spot Scott, leaning against a post as he stared at someone. I follow his gaze and see he was watching Allison with Matt as they walked out of the crowd. Uh oh.
I quickly run up to him and see Allison do the same as well. Scott holds her arm, pulling her further away from where Matt stood.
"What are you doing?" Scott immediately asks.
"You told me to go out with him." She says and I furrow my eyebrows. He what now?
"But not here!" He says, making Allison frown. "I have—we have a plan."
"You have a plan?" She questions and I nod. "Okay, okay. My father and Gerard...they're coming here."
I was about to respond but Scott beat me to it. "What did you tell them?"
"Scott." I scold, not liking the way his attitude was to her.
"I-I told them--"
He glares. "Allison!"
"I-I had to tell them!" She exclaims with frustration.
"They know it's Jackson." Scott glances at me before looking back at Allison.
"People are dying, Scott. What am I supposed to do?" She raises her voice but he groans.
"You're supposed to trust me." He argues.
"I do trust you, more than anyone!" She shouts over the music.
"This isn't going to work." He says to me but I shake my head.
"Scott, maybe it's a good backup plan," I suggest.
"What do you want me to do? I-I-I can fix it! Please, just please, tell me." She rambles.
He shakes his head. "Just stay out of the way."
"Scott!" She calls out as he tries to leave.
"Just stay out of the way!" He growls then storms off into a different direction.
I turn to Allison. "Hey, don't listen to him," I say as she stares sadly to where Scott took off to. "If I was put into your position, I probably would've done the same."
"I messed up." She says, turning away to look to me. "How come you're not mad? I thought we weren't on speaking terms for a while."
I shrug. "It doesn't mean that I stopped caring about you."
She gives a small smile. "Me too."
Suddenly, I remembered her Mom.
"Allison, I've been meaning to tell you and Scott." I start off and she fully turns to me. "Earlier at school, your mom caught you guys kissing in the classroom."
Her eyes widen. "W-What?"
"From the way she looked, she did not seem happy." I continue and she pinches the bridge of her nose. "I'll go tell Scott now, but don't worry about everything else. Enjoy it with Matt." I point to the boy who was watching us with a confused expression.
She nods and I quickly follow to where Scott ran off in the hallway. I see that it led outside and see him looking around cautiously.
"Scott," I call out as I ran to him. "I have to tell you something. Victoria is--"
Immediately I hear a car engine and soon enough, Scott crashes into me as we fall to the ground, accidentally slamming my head on the floor.
My vision begins to blur at my surroundings and I manage to see that Scott was knocked unconscious. The familiar heels clicking on the pavement inched close to us and the next thing I knew, I felt myself being dragged from the ground.
I mean if I had the strength to, I would've gotten up but the back of my head hurt like hell to even try.
I feel us stop moving but then feel my body being lifted onto what felt like a chair. The ropes were tied around my chest and hands, holding me down so I wouldn't get up.
I blink a few times and see a table in front of me with Scott sprawled on top of it. He was barely waking up with pure confusion as to what was happening.
Someone comes from behind me and I see it was Allison's mom holding a vial in her hands.
"You two probably recognize this device." She says as my eyes trail to the cannabis vaporizer she placed beside Scott. "Pot used to be smoked in a rolled-up piece of paper. These days it seems like all you kids are given a free vaporizer with your medicinal marijuana card."
She brings the vial to her nose, sniffing it with a smile. "Hmm, this type of wolfsbane is one of my favorites. Lovely smell." She places it inside the device. "Scott, you probably won't think so."
She places it into some kind of machine and immediately was met with some horrible smell.
"What are you doing?" He questions, seeing the smoke come out of the device.
"Isn't it obvious?" She asks before breaking her smile to form a glare. "I'm killing the both of you."
"Sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm human." I glare and she nods slowly.
"Yeah well, it's going to look like an accident." She replies and holds a rope out to me. "Like you couldn't face the world anymore and did what you thought was best. For Scott, an asthma attack and he couldn't reach for his inhaler in time."
I notice that he started to breath heavier than normal as the fumes started to get stronger.
"School records show, Olivia, that you only had your mom instead of both of your parents throughout your school years and she thought it was best for you to see the guidance counselor up until the end of middle school." She says, making me clench my jaw.
Scott groans out in pain and I see his claws starting to extend which causes Victoria to smirk in satisfaction.
"Looks like it's working."
"Please, don't kill him" I plead. He tries to push himself up but she kicks his side, making him roll off the table.
"Not so fast." She remarks as Scott rolls on his back and I try to move in my chair.
"Leave him alone!" I yell but instead, she laughs at my expression.
"There's an alpha, a pathetic beta," She kicks Scott in the back and turns to me. "but what are you, Olivia? Some girl that's really desperate to find friends? Always trying to look out for your mom but never yourself? It's a shame you're a coward."
She walks behind me and wraps it around my throat, causing me to shake further in the chair, trying to pull my hands from the restraints.
"Just face the facts you'll always be alone." She whispers and I shake my head frantically.
"She's..." Scott mumbles but I couldn't hear the end of what he said.
Victoria looks down at the boy as he slowly rose his head up. "What?" She questions and he looks up into the ceiling.
"I said," He clears his throat. "she's not alone." He pants.
He roars at the top of his lungs which rattles the walls but then collapses back on the ground, his eyes closing once more. Victoria pulls the rope tighter around my neck, causing my vision to blur.
I felt my throat starting to burn from trying to breathe again but I could only mutter one more sentence before I lost my breath.
"T-Tell Allison, I-I-I'm sorry." I manage to whisper before my eyes begin to feel heavy.
The doors burst open which causes Victoria to release the rope she had around my throat. I let out an airy cough and look up, seeing Derek look around frantically but stumbles a bit as soon as he breathes in the air.
Instantly, Victoria comes from behind and stabs him in the back with a knife. Derek turns and grabs her arm then knocks the weapon out of her hands but she retaliates by pushing him against the wall.
I attempt to stand on my feet and push myself to hop. I try this several times until finally, the chair snaps underneath which causes the ropes to undo the knots wrapped in my chest. I yank the ropes off then push myself off the ground.
I hear Derek growl as Victoria tries to hurt him again but I quickly run up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her off of Derek. She attempts to land a punch but he grabs her wrist and pins her against the wall.
She kicks him into me, causing both of us to fall on the ground soon after. She immediately takes off but luckily he was able to stand, despite the wolfsbane smoke still in the air.
Derek and I grab Scott's arms and we lift him up from the ground, dragging him to head outside of the building. Stiles takes notice of us and quickly helps us put him inside the car. I hope in the front seat since Derek was strong enough to hold Scott in place.
"Y-You have to take us to D-Deaton." I rasp out and Stiles nods.
He zooms out of the place, possibly breaking all the speed limits as we drove through the streets. I reach to touch my neck, cringing at the new marks the rope left.
"Are you okay, Olivia?" Stiles asks.
"Physically or Mentally?" I rasp out with a cough which causes him to snicker.
"If you still can be sarcastic, that means you're still okay."
I roll my eyes. "Just drive."