𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙎 // 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙎 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙆𝙄

Chapter 4

Alex stood in the sheriffs office, watching as he fiddled with his tie.

He was getting ready for a fancy date, although he looked as if he could pass out at any moments. Alex assumed it was nerves, given that he probably hadn't been on a date In so long

Alex had gotten past the events of yesterday, she understood why stiles was nervous to let new people in, most times those people ended up stabbing them in the back.

"Here let Me" Alex offered. She straightened the tie correctly, patting down his shoulders to give him the finished look.

"thanks"

He grabbed the mirror and held up to his face, continuing to mess with his hair.

Alex could see Noah was worried about this date and Scott could smell it.

He sighed "Oh, I should've got a haircut"

"Well, you know someone your age should be happy you still have hair to cut" stiles made a smart remark

"Stiles Stilinski" Alex full named her boyfriend
"Your father looks very nice tonight"

"I think you look great" Scott complimented

"Well, thank you, children I should have had" he looked at his sons best friend and girlfriend

Stiles merely responded with a blink.

"Oh, what the hell am I doing? This is a terrible idea." Noah reached for his tie, wriggling his fingers as he tried to undo it

Stiles grabbed his fathers hand before he could get any further. He shook his head  "What, Dad... Dad, it's one date, okay, The town of Beacon Hills won't implode while you're out with one woman" he reassured his father "or man" he added

"It's a woman, Stiles. Okay. A very beautiful woman" Noah told the three teenagers. blushing a little as he did.

"What beautiful woman, by the way?" Stiles asked

"None of your business. Either one of you"he told the two boys firmly

"Oh come on" stiles whined "don't we at least get a clue"

Noah parted his lips to respond, his breath was cut short by the abrupt yelling that came from outside his office "Stilinski! Stilinski!" A lower male voice yelled.

Noah walked by the teenagers, opening his door leading him to the main part of the station.

Alex Scott and stiles followed behind, eager to see who was causing the commotion.

He was a teenage boy, around the same age as they are. He was being held back by two deputies as he squirmed around in his cuffs

"I'm going to kill you" He spat at Noah

Noah nodded unimpressed "Donovan, if you think that shocks me, remember it was well-documented in your Anger Expression Inventory" he shot back

"Deputies, escort the prisoner out"

Donavan grunted a little in the cuffs. He glared at the sheriff, seething with anger "I'm not angry like I'm gonna throw a brick through your window. I'm angry, like I'm going to find you, I'm going to get a knife and I'm going to stab you with it until you're dead And when you look at me and you ask me why, remember right now. Because this is why"

A small silence had fallen upon the room, Alex found the teenagers act quite amusing. Especially considering it would only just add to whatever sentence he was looking at now, he had just dug himself into a deeper hole.