How hard could it be? • LM / SS

Chapter 27

"Look at you, strawberry blonde."

"Faster?" Scott questioned, chancing a glance in the rear view mirror. Max, Jade, Stiles and him were crammed into Derek's car, driving way over the speed limit. Hunters were right on their tail, their cars practically bumper to bumper.

"Much faster," Stiles nodded. Scott slammed his foot on the pedal, rounding a corner sharply and nearly taking out a post box in the process.

"No!" Jade yelled, startling them all. "Scott McCall, I swear to God if you go any faster, we're gonna crash and I don't want to be in yet another accident." She closed her eyes, digging her fingernails into her palms. She tried to ignore the bitter taste forming in her mouth and the panic that was bubbling in her chest.

"Sorry but they're right behind us!" Scott exclaimed. Gritting her teeth, she nodded, muttering under her breath as she tried to calm herself. The car swerved again and she covered her mouth with her free hand. She was ninety nine percent sure that Derek wouldn't appreciate her throwing up in his car.

"Yeah, Scott I don't think you're grasping the concept of a car chase," Stiles noted, looking behind at how much closer the hunters were getting.

"If I go any faster, I'll kill us!" he bellowed. Grimacing, he realised those probably weren't the best choice of words. "Shut up!" Yep. Definitely not the right choice of words.

"Well, if you don't go faster, they're gonna kill us!" Stiles screamed. God, why couldn't he have been the one to drive. He would have been okay with the twins hitting him. At least they would have been away from the hunters. Scott slammed his foot down on the pedal accelerator again, the car gaining more speed. The sound of tires screeching make them glance behind. The hunters car was doing a u-turn, heading off in the opposite direction.

Stiles grabbed the radio that he had stole off of his dad, pressing some buttons until it came to life.

"All units suspect is on foot, heading into the iron works."

With another jolt of the car, they were flying down another road. Scott pulled the car into an alleyway by the iron works, where the suspect was allegedly running.

"Get in!" Stiles shouted. He fired himself into the backseat of the car, climbing across Jade, who was now sandwiched in the middle seat. Derek jumped into the car, panting like he had just ran a marathon. Before he could even close the door, Scott was out of the alleyway and driving recklessly down another road.

"What part of laying low don't you get!" Max yelled. After he had done some breathing accidents for a while, his flashbacks from the accident had calmed down.

"Damn it, I almost had him!" Derek screamed, slamming his hand on the dashboard in frustration. The noise made Jade jump a bit, covering her head with her hands. Glass was splintered everywhere, blood coated on her hands.

Stiles leaned forward slightly, peeking his head through the middle seat. "Who, the Alpha?"

"Yes! He was there and the freaking police showed up!"

"Hey, they're just doing their jobs-" Stiles began, but stopped talking when Derek shot him a deadly glare. Maybe it wasn't the best time to defend his dad when the Hale was clearly pissed off.

"Yeah. Thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!" Derek hissed, looking at Scott who squirmed in his seat.

"Can we seriously not get past that? I made a mistake, I get it!" Scott tried to reason, pressing a button to lock the doors. He didn't feel like having a visit from any unwanted people that wanted to kill them.