Confluent (1)

➵ Stalkers We Become

▸ A Teardrop To The Sea - Bon Jovi

Stiles turned on the ignition to his jeep and let out a frustrated sigh. I licked my lips, not knowing what to say to cheer him up. It must hurt knowing that your friends, your pack, don't fully believe you. Sighing, I buckled up. Where are we even going?

"What's a Criminal Tremor?" Liam's voice asked. Furrowing my eyebrows, I looked towards the back to see him holding the speed ticket and the transfer form. Stiles snatched the papers out of his hand. Liam and I both jumped from surprise. Okay, he's just anxious...right?

"It doesn't matter." Stiles said, pulling back the clutch and driving backwards. Liam held onto the back of my seat to keep himself from falling.

"Hey! Buckle up you two!" I ordered. Stiles shot me a look.

"Okay, no need to Mom us." Liam muttered, buckling up.

"Stiles?" I perked an eye brow. He stared at me. "Buckle up."

"I-"

"Buckle up, or I will make a scene." I threatened. He narrowed his whiskey eyes at me.

"You wouldn't." I smirked at Stiles, cranking the window down. I stuck out my head and opened my mouth to scream. Stiles grabbed a hold of my shoulder, gently pulling me back in. "Okay! Okay. Geesh. Get your head back in here and close the window."

"Thank you." I beamed as Stiles grumpily buckled up. Liam chuckled, shaking his head.

"Whatever."

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We watched as Theo opened up the trunk of his vehicle behind some bushes and trees. He pulled out something wrapped in brown paper tied off with a white string. Theo then closed the trunk, looking around the deserted area before he started walking into the preserve.

"I told you he was up to something." Stiles whispered, looking over at Liam and me.

"Oh most definately. Just a normal stroll into the woods with brown paper." I rolled my eyes. "As much as I hate him already, I'm pretty sure he's just going to bury a bad grade."

"Bury a bad grade? Seriously? That's all you could think of?" Stiles squinted at me, his mouth slightly curling into a frown.

"Hey! If I were to have a bad grade, I would for sure go into the woods like a weirdo and bury it. Hopefully placing it six feet into the ground will make me feel better know that that assignment is dead to me." I hissed back.

"We just spend three hours watching this dude play video games in his bedroom. He better be out here covering up a mass murder." Liam muttered, trying to get us back on track.

"Let's find out." Stiles said, starting to walk off. Oh, 'cuz that sounds reassuring. We walked further into the forest, having Liam sniffing him out like a blood hound. "You still got his scent?"

"Don't need it." Liam glanced at the ground. Following his eye sight, I noticed shoe prints in the wet dirt. These are Theo's, I thought to myself. I walked up alongside of Stiles when I noticed Liam wasn't next to us. Turning around, I saw that Liam had stopped.

"Liam?" I asked. Stiles stopped and faced us.

"What? What's wrong?" Stiles walked towards Liam.

"I forgot, I was supposed to meet Mason at the school gym." Liam answered, looking up at Stiles.

"Okay, why didn't you just tell him?" Mason doesn't know? I thought he did.

"Tell him what?"

"Anything." Stiles offered.