Uncertainty - Stiles Stilinski [1]

forty-four

Matt demanded Scott and me to get back to the front where Derek and Stiles where still paralyzed on the floor. I got down on my knees next to Stiles who tried to smile for me as I took his hand in mine and stroke it gently.

"The evidence is gone. Why don't you just go?!" Scott asked Matt as they entered the room as well.

"You think the evidence mattered that much?! No, no. I want the book!" he answered Scott.

"What book?!" Scott and I asked in unison. I dropped Stiles hand and stood next to Scott, wondering what Matt meant.

"The bestiary. Not just a few pages! I want the entire thing!"

"Well guess what! We don't have it!" I charged at him. "It's Gerard's. What do you want it for, anyway?"

"I need answers" he said cold while sweat started to build on his forehead.

"Answers to what?" Scott asked him.

Matt bit on his lip, not sure whether he should tell us or not but he lifted his shirt, reveling the same kind on pattern that the kanima had on his rips. "To this!"

I stood there shocked and stared at Scott who wasn't going to believe what was happening. Stiles, who was still on the floor choked. "This is gross."

"Shut up Stilinski or I'll make sure that you'll never breath again!" Matt threatened Stiles.

"Oh wow. Now I feel frightened. You know, I've got three werewolves on my side... Well two considering that Derek here is paralyzed. But I'm pretty sure that Scott and Amber will kick your damn ass!" Stiles boasted.

"Let's see about that" Matt laughed and grabbed Scott and me, pulling us down the floor and shoved us into another room. He let go of my collar and devoted himself to Scott.

"You know, I feel sorry for you, McCall. Because right now you're thinking 'how am I going to explain this when it heals?' and the sad part is, you don't even realize how incredible it is that you actually are healing. Because you know what happens to everyone else when they get shot! They die!"

"Is that what happened to you? You drowned, didn't you?" Scott asked him.

"He shouldn't have let them drink" Matt mumbled who was now standing on the other side of the room.

"What... Matt, what do you mean?" Scott asked him again.

"Lahey!" Matt yelled. "He shouldn't have let them drink!"

"Who?" I inquired.

"The swim team, you idiot!" he screamed at me. "I didn't know what was happening. I didn't know they had just won state and Lahey, he's letting his favorites come over to have a couple drinks to celebrate. Who cares if they're 17, right?"

"You were at Isaac's?"

"He had this first edition Spider or was it Batman? And we were gonna make a trade" he told us as if he was standing there at the pool at Isaac's. "But then I'm over there and I hear music and everyone's having a good time and I see Sean. He throws Jessica in the pool and then... and then Tess goes in and-"

"Tess, as in my sister?!" I yelled at him and lunged forward but Scott stopped me. Matt was in trance and ignored everything that was happening right now.

"And then Camden. Isaac's jarhead brother, he grabs me. He thinks it's funny."

"They threw you in" Scott interrupted him but again he didn't respond.

"I yelled that I can't swim but nobody listens. I go under and I swallow water and no one cares. And I see these bodies underwater. I see Jessica's got her hands down Sean's board shorts. Tucker's grabbing Kara and I'm drowning. I'm dying and they're laughing. All of a sudden, I was just... I'm lying by the pool and Lahey is right there, right above me and he says 'You tell no one'" he yelled just like Lahey probably did and turned around, pointing his gun to Scott's chest.