" dude, do you know
who that was ? "
" no . . . "
" that was derek hale ! "
𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 . . . katherine's life gets thrown into a whirlwind after she figures out that her best friends a werewolf. she's pulled into...
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𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 . 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞
"The woman kidnapped you, tortured you and your boyfriend for two days, and pointed a gun at your head yet you go to her funeral? I still don't get it." Stiles confusedly said as we walked out of the police station one day following Kate's funeral.
"Don't forget she shot me with an arrow and Derek, a bullet." I added with a sarcastic positive attitude. Behind me, I could feel the eyes of Pamela, the policewoman sitting at the front desk, burrowing holes into my back. She hated me, she was one of the only cops that did. I annoyed her too much. I was at the station to often for her taste. We walked down the steps of the station to the humid outdoors. Scott, Stiles, and I had to be in those rooms for hours. Why, exactly? Lydia. She was found late last night. Actually, let me rephrase myself, she found the police. While they were at another crime scene, she emerged from the woods, completely naked and utterly confused, not remembering a think from her escapade. We were questioned on her disappearance even though we weren't suspects. But the Sherriff thought we were all 'friends' and the cops needed to know if we had thought she had been planning on running away, taking any drugs, acting unusual, any crazy stuff. Ugh, Sherriff Stilinski actually thought Lydia and I were friends.
Gag.
Overhead, a roll of thunder sounded as the boys and I walked to Stiles car a ways down the road.
"Looks like it's gonna storm." Scott realized, looking up at the black clouds. It may have been eight o'clock and dark out already, but you could tell there was a storm coming from the black, looming clouds, the quick drop in temperature, and the wind picking up. The almost full moon was covered up so we were going by the dim streetlights.
"What gave it away, the thunder or the black clouds?" I sarcastically asked.
"Very funny Miss Sarcastic." He joked with a smile. "Have you heard from Derek today?"
"Earlier, but not tonight. I guess he had some things to do." I shrugged. And like the flip of a switch, it began to drizzle. The three of us looked up to the sky and the drizzle turned into rain, and the rain turned into a downpour.
"You got to be kidding me." I yelled over the sound of rain smashing against the ground. By the time we got in Stiles car, we were all shaking from the chill. Stiles had cranked the heat on and drove quickly through the storm to my house, where once again my parents failed to be at. We all rushed inside, flipping on the lights just as a flash of lightning lit up the empty living room.