Chapter 42

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I rolled across the ground as I yelped in pain, Peter stood over me. He wasn't even in wolf form and he was stronger than me, what happened to me being stronger then any alpha?

Derek lied.

He grabbed my arms standing me to my feet, "you are going to help me. Whether I have to force you or you do it willing." I groaned trying to get out of his grip, "well Jackson," a voice in the distance caught my attention, Argent? I looked to Peter worried, "we have to get out of the woods."

He looked at me confused, "what?" I was breathing heavy, from fighting him and from fear of knowing the werewolf hunters wasn't that far from us with Jackson, "if you want me to help you do anything then we need to get out of these woods before the hunters find us."

He looked towards where I heard the voices, he gripped my arm tighter as he dragged me along side of him in the opposite direction. "Hm, maybe I can trust you." He spoke softly, we stopped at the edge of the woods by the lacrosse field.

"We can't get Jackson now because the hunters found him and I am not in the mood to fight them right now." He paced back and forth in front of me as I covered myself. It was really cold and I am currently naked caused by shifting. I shivered as I let out a sigh.

Peter looked to me confused, "what?" He asked annoyed, "it's kinda cold." I stated as I motioned towards my naked body. he looked me up and down awkwardly, "oh," he took his jacket off throwing it over my shoulders. I looked to him confused as he walked back go infront of me.

I put my arms through the sleeves even though it was huge on me and I adjusted the coat so it was covering everything, it was a long trench like coat so it went down to my feet almost. I zipped it up looking back up to him, "thanks, I guess."

He nodded continuing to pace, "yeah, I need you to be warm if you're gonna help me." I nodded slowly, good to know he actually cares. Just when I thought about actually giving him chance. Gosh, I really expect the bare minimum from guys, don't i?

"Jackson!" A soft voice shouted from the other side of the lacrosse field. Shit, Lydia. Peter looked over interested, he turned back to me with a mischievous look. I shook my head quickly, "Peter no." He gripped my arm, nodding.

"Peter, no, please. Literally anyone but her." He ignored me as he walked over to the power box flipping each individual one of the bright field lights on. "Peter please." I pleaded with him as he began to walk onto the field towards her dragging me beside him.

"LYDIA! RUN!" I looked to see Stiles running full speed onto the field towards Lydia, Peter threw me to the side onto the ground. I landed face first, I heard a screech from Lydia. I turned around to see her hitting the ground covered in blood.

Peter knelt down hovering over her as Stiles slid to them, Peter looked up to him letting out a low growl, Stiles backed away one step as she looked down at Lydia worriedly, "don't kill her. Please." His voice was shaky.

I sat up scooting over, "Peter, don't! I'm serious." He turned to me with a mischievous look. I shook my head quickly, "please. I'll do anything, I'll kill whoever you want just please don't kill her. I am begging. I'll join your pack, please." I pleaded as he looked to Stiles.

"Of course not, just tell me how to find Derek." What? That's really all he wanted this entire time? God why did he throw a big fit about me not wanting to kill jackson if he just wanted to find Derek?

"What?" Stiles stammered, Peter ran his nail over Lydia's cheek, "I know where he is!" I shouted quickly as he turned back to me, "I don't want your help." I looked at him confused, "what?" He turned back to Stiles,

"Tell me where to find Derek Hale." Stiles looked to me confused as he shrugged, "I don't know that. How would I know that?" He spoke quickly, "because you're the clever one, aren't you? And because deception has a particularly acrid scent, Stiles."

"Peter, listen to me, I know where Derek is. I found him earlier before the dance, I can literally take you to him. Please." I pleaded as he ignored me, "tell me the truth or I will rip her apart." I groaned, oh my god.

"Look... look, I don't know, okay? I-I swear to god, I have no idea." His voice shook as he pleaded with Peter. "He's in a tunnel. Some kind of basement. Downtown, Peter please just let me take you."

"Shut up or I will rip her apart just because you won't shut up." I groaned, god if I wasn't so weak from fighting you and shifting I would rip you apart. God this is his way of getting back at me for not killing Jackson.

He's gonna make Stiles take him and then he's going to kill Stiles. He's just suing Lydia as bait. Gosh, damn it. "I think, I think he knew he was going to be caught." Peter looked up to him intrigued, "by the argents?" He nodded, "The day, the day before he and Sophie was shot. He stole Scott's phone."

What? When? "And they all have GPS's on them these days so, so if he still has the phone and the GPS is still on, we can find him." Peter stood up satisfied, he nodded as he took a handkerchief out of his shirt pocket beginning to clean the blood off of his hands and face.

I reached over checking Lydia's pulse, she was still alive. That's good. Relieving. "Okay, if you won't let me help you, can I at least take Lydia to get help? Please?" I pleaded looking up to Peter, he stayed silent.

"Peter!" I shouted to him as I stood up facing him, he ignored me, "Stiles," he looked down to me him, "you're coming with me." I sighed shaking my head. Fine. I don't need his permission to help save my friend.

I knelt down picking Lydia up, "I got her, Stiles." I looked to him nodding reassuringly, I stood up looking to Peter, "so help me god if you lay a finger on him i will hunt you down on the next full moon and murder you myself." He nodded not even looking at me.

I took off with Lydia in my arms towards the school, "come on, Lydia. Stay with me." I pleaded with her as I ran, god I am such a horrible friend. I can't let her die. If she dies, if Lydia Martin, my best friend dies. It's my fault.

I should have protected her, I could have stopped Peter and I didn't. Why didn't I just stop him? God damn it. "Lydia, stay with me." I ran onto the pavement as tears streamed down my face, "come on, help me!" I shouted loudly as I entered the front parking lot of the school.

"Somebody help! Help me!" I pleaded as everyone outside the school turned to me horrified, distant screams rang out, "get help, please!" I pleaded as everyone began backing away. "Please!" I chocked out a sob as I dropped to my knees.

I placed my hand on Lydia's face, "stay with me, Lydia. Please." I talked to her softly, I looked around as no one was calling for help. "What the hell is wrong with you people? Call 911!" I shouted as people continued walking away screaming terrified, some people pulled their phones out dialing.

Thank you.

God, I am so sorry for getting her into this situation, if I would've just listened to Peter or maybe if I wouldn't have been so upset with her the night of the bonfire and wondered off into the woods we both probably wouldn't be here right now.

I wouldn't be a werewolf, and she wouldn't be dying. I wouldn't be the reason my best friend is laying lifeless, on the edge of death in my arms.











Hello friends!! Double update alert!! (Chapters 42 &43) I really debated on posted both of these chapters but I also know I'm dragging the ending out way longer then it should be!! If I've counted right they're should only be about 3 chapters left, not including the epilogue!😉 not sure when the next update will be, possibly tomorrow or Saturday!!
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