School was starting soon and i was already early , Lydia had promised to help her mom at a ridiculous time which meant i had to be sat here for double the time i should. I touch my face where a bruise had formed from last night/morning. I yawn and knock my head back on the wall behind me, i was shattered. But today was the day i had decided i was going to be 100% focused on school work.
"Blue , wheres Lydia?" Allison says cheerfully looking atound for the certain strawberry-blonde.
"In there" i say pointing towards the office behind me. Allison sits herself down
"I really like you Blue" she says randomly
"Thanks , Alli, its a good job i aint going any time soon" i say suddenly stopping myself and swallowing a sick feeling.
I wasnt going anywhere.
It was the truth.
So why was i feeling like i had just told the biggest lie.
Infront the school begins to cloud with stray kids. A boy barges past knocking Alliaon back
"Watch where you are going" Allison hollers at him, he turns round and gives her the middle finger.
"Do you give me permission to hit him?" I ask and she nods me on. I grab his backpack and drag him back wards on his heels. "Say sorry" i growl and he whispers an apology and i let him sprint off , nearly crying.
"Im dissapointed you arent coming to prom" she whines , i sigh and shake my head
"So thats what this is about" i laugh slapping my hands on the bench playfully
"Actually this is about that fighting thing, who taught you really?" Allison asks with a small eyebrow raise
"They trained me everyday , hours on end" i say rubbing my temple at the memory of it. Just then a massive thump was heard and Stiles and Scott came whizzing round the corner so fast they had to slam there feet down like brakes
"Theres-" breath "-been a-" breath "-a murder-" breath
"Seriously Stilinski" i say rolling my eyes
"Whats he on about , Scott?" Allison laughs , she like me had no idea about the words that had been forced out of his lips.
His perfectly kissable lips.
What?
Didnt say anything.
"A teacher was murdered and the school is closing down" Scott translates and we all gape at eachother
"Was it Tuer?" I blurt and Scott looks at me and nods "how can you be so sure?" I ask again and Stiles who had regained his breath shouted
"He signed his name in a black felt tip pen next to her head on the cement."
My lips go slightly dry.
I knew who this was.
Back in school i had a teacher who taught me everything about my sarcasm. Mrs Neilson, had tight purmed hair and thick rimmed glasses. Lydia had told me that she had been at the very front of all my search parties with my parents. Mrs Neilson , who i had recently found out was called Vicky, always carried around a very special black marker pen that had ber wedding date ingraved into the grip. I had guessed that Tuer had demanded if i had been to see her and without the right answer killed her there and then. I closed my eyes slightly swaying into Allison who caught me.
"Her names Vicky, isnt it?" I gulp and Stiles face shoots up towards me
"Yeah Vicky N-"
"-Neilson" i finish starting to bite my nails and chew down on my lip. She had died because of me, in some way i had killed her. The guilt was wrapping me in some sort of blanket "i want to see her, where is the body?" I say towards Stiles who through squinted eyes explains where exacly the body was laid "so are you coming or not?" I ask Allison who shrugs and follows. I grab Stiles by the arm and begin to drag him
"How come Allison got a choice and i didnt" he whines and i turn him to face me
"Would you have come?"
"Yes"
"Do you not want to come?"
"No... okay. Whatever" he groans and takes my hand and leads me towards his jeep.
Wait.
Hold up.
He held my hand.
Internal fangirl scream.
Allison was shoved into the back with me , where i leaned over and whispered
"I need you to do me a favour-" and she nods me on glancing up at the boys who were in a mind of there own. "I need you to check for clues on Vicky , okay?"
"Clues about what?" She says scowling
"About anything" i say leaning my head back on the seat of Stiles' jeep. We stop behind some trees where we climb out
"Crap my dads here" Stiles says runnimg his hand through his hair
"What did you expect hes a sheriff and some one has been murdered" i say sarcastically
"I think that was sarcasm" Scott chuckles and Allison laughs
"Go do what i told you Allison , take Scott" i order
"What about us .... and my dad?" Stiles says pointimg at his dad talking through his walky-talky
"Distractions, Stilinski" i say slotting my hand inside his naturally and pulling him towards his dad
"Sheriff" i call and his head shoots up towards me "i wanted to talk about why you found me walking out in the rain the first day we met... i also didnt thank you enough for that. So thank you" i smile sweetly
"Is it to do with the murder of Vicky?" The sheriff asks
"Y-Yeah" i act and he leans forward
"You can tell me" he says in a soothing tone
"I was being chased by a man and i-i knew his name was Dave, also known as Teur" i lie fluently. I knew that is sheriff knew Teur was anything supernatural he would go mental so i told a small lie.
"Why were you being chased?" He says a little confused
"I knew his sons" i say suddenly realising i was digging myself in a massive hole "-well i did know them" where the hell was this coming from? Sheriffs eye suddenly catches Scott and then Allison.
Crap.
I rush towards them where Allison hisses
"nothing" and then looks back onto my teacher. I squint further at the marker pen.
Teur was written fancily. Then it clicks.
The "r" was pointing somewhere.
Towards Vicky's pocket.
I plunge my hand in and fish out a piece of paper , swiftly shoving it in my pocket before anyone else notices.
"It isnt safe to be here" Sheriff sighs
"Its not safe fo be anywhere anymore" Alliaon sighs crossing her arms
"I'll take you back to the station , you can camp out there for a bit" he says slapping his hand on Scotts back.
The paper in my pocket was screaming for the sheriff to find it.
The guilt made my stomach roll but yet i wanted to know so bad what was written inside of it.
But i was too nervous , so it sat in my pocket the whole ride to the station
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