Bella Hale: An American Werewolf in London-A Teen Wolf Fanfiction

CHAPTER 16: The Compound

Bella followed the directions accordingly. She and Peter were headed to the place further away from the others, which Bella believed Peter planned on purpose. If he was up to something, it would soon be revealed. They were in the car for nearly fifteen minutes. Things had quieted down after the heated discussion about the money Bella had used.

Bella continued to look at the road and the GPS. She didn't know where she was going, only that the place they were looking for would be old and abandoned. Along the way, Bella couldn't help but notice Peter looking over at her every so often. She could sense that he wanted to say something but didn't. Bella didn't bother telling her father to speak up as things were tense right now. But the silence was awkward to say the least. The last two days have been dreadful.

Longing to fill the silence, Bella turns the bluetooth on and begins to play music from her playlist. Every song that came on in the shuffle was like a message aimed directly towards Peter.

You may push me around. But you cannot win

You may throw me down. But I'll rise again

The more you say. The more I defy you

So get out of my face. Woo! Yeah!

You cannot stop us. You cannot bring us down

Never give up. We go on and on

You'll never break us. Never bring us down

We are alive!

The wind blows. I'll lean into the wind

My angle grows. I'll use it to win

The more you say. The more I defy you

So get out of my way. Woo-hoo! Yeah!

All my will

All my strength

Rip it out (woo)

Start again

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I scream at the voice inside of my head

That whispers my dreams are gone and dead

But the harder they push, the stronger I fight

For what's ahead

I've charted my course, to answer the call

I'll fight 'till I win, proud of the cost of my battle scars

I'll never cave in, won't question or pause

I'll climb to the ledge, jump off the edge and rewrite the odds

And dare to dream

I push through the pain, and claim what I earn

Ready to take the lessons I learn

And pass them along, taking my turn

To make my mark

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Don't make me read your mind

You should know me better than that

It takes me too much time

You should know me better than that

You're not that much like me

You should know me better than that