𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
Riley Winters thought nothing good would come from looking for a dead body with her friends that night. But now she realised just how much that on...
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Liam and Scott returned from their talk, Scott still seeming unsure. I didn't blame him; Theo did kill him, after all.
Theo wiped away some of the blood from under his nose as Liam walked up to him. Malia still tried to get to him a few times, only to be held back.
"I can put you back in the ground anytime," Liam told Theo, beginning to lay the ground rules for if Theo was to stay above ground.
However, we all knew that sitting by and being told what to do, wasn't Theo's style. "You also need a transformer that can handle five billion joules of electricity. I know where to find one and I can show you how it works."
"Well, isn't that convenient," I said, rolling my eyes.
"If you want Stiles back, then yeah, it is," Theo retorted. "I'll tell you if Malia promises not to kill me."
Malia's response to the question was to growl again, glaring across at the Chimera. Scott, Isaac and I remained silent, not sure whether or not to stop her from ripping his throat out.
"She promises," Liam told Theo on Malia's behalf.
"No, I don't," Malia said, finding her voice as she turned to Scott. "We're really gonna do this? Trust him?"
"Unless you have any suggestions, Mal, I don't think we have much of a choice," I admitted. No matter how much I hated Theo, I cared more about getting Stiles back.
"I've got an idea," Malia stated as she began to walk through the kitchen. "It may not be better. But at least it's not him."
Malia walked out of the house without another word. I looked at Isaac and Scott, sighing lightly. "I'm gonna go with her. I'll call you guys later."
I rushed out the door, running until I caught up with her. "So, what's this big idea of yours?" I asked as I walked beside her.
"Peter," she replied simply.
"Our dad?" I scoffed. "You think he's going to help? When has believing that ever worked out for us? The last time we saw him, he was trying to kill Scott."
Malia stepped in front of me, stopping to look at me. "Weren't you the one who was going to visit him in Eichen?"
I didn't say anything; we both already knew what the answer was. Yes, I had gone to visit him back when I wanted answers about his relationship with my mother.
"Look, Riley, right now it's as simple as 'who do you trust more?'"
She was right. I couldn't judge her for going to him if she thought he had answers about the Ghost Riders. "All right. But be careful. I need to go and fill Charlotte and Iris in and check in on Lydia."
