Crawling in the Dark
"Jesus," Tori hissed as Stiles ran his jeep over a particularly nasty pothole. Tori had one hand wrapped around her seatbelt and the other had a white-knuckled grip on the 'Oh shit' bar.
"Uh, Stiles I know you're worried, really but I'd actually like it if we'd get there in one piece," she told him between clenched teeth as he took a sharp turn.
"No time," Stiles rushed out eyes focused on the road.
"There's no telling what Scott could be doing right now," he continued.
"I get it, I do. We're no good to him dead,"
"We're almost there," Stiles answered back ignoring her. The green eyed girl huffed quietly in her seat as the pulled into a screeching stop in front of the McCall residence.
"The car's here," Tori said as the two rushed out of the jeep. When they reach the door Tori scrabbled with the keys for a few seconds before she successfully unlocked it. The duo then raced up the stairs and headed to Scott's room.
The two bang frantically on the door as the called for their friend.
The door opened a crack and Stiles tried to force his way in.
"Let us in Scott we can help," he said.
"No…listen you gotta find Allison," Scott replied. Tori rolled her eyes and bang her hand against the door.
"Scott forget Allison, okay? She's fine I saw her get a ride from the party,"
"I think I know who it is," Stiles spluttered in response but was cut off when Scott cried out a name.
"Derek, Derek Hale is the werewolf. He's the one that bite me. He's the one that killed the girl in the woods," Scott interrupted. Tori stepped away from the door in shock.
"Scott…" she started shakily.
"How sure are you that it's Derek?" she pressed.
"Pretty damn sure,"
"Derek is the one who drove Allison home from the party," Tori whispered softly.
The door is slammed and locked suddenly. Stiles and Tori immediately resume their previous efforts.
"Scott!" the yelled as they pounded on the door.
"Shit," Tori sighed.
"He's gone," she continued and stopped banging. The duo stood there lost before a thought passed through Tori's mind.
"Allison," she muttered.
"What?" Stiles asked and looked at the girl confused.
"Allison," she said louder before she made her way down the stairs Stiles not too far behind.
Stiles drove like a maniac all the way to the house. They scrambled out of the Jeep and made their way up to the door. Stiles knocked loudly on the door and Tori was quick to snatch his hand away.
"Are you crazy," she hissed. Before Stiles could respond the door opened. A tall and intimidating woman, who the duo assumed was Mrs. Argent stood staring at them as Stiles started to ramble nervously. Tori stared at him in disbelief as he continued to speak. Apparently the woman was also fed up and confused with the boy that she turned and interrupted him by calling Allison's name. Tori gave a sigh of happiness when she saw her new friend safe.
Allison made her way down the stairs and took her mom's place at the front door.
"Hey, just wanted to check up on you. Make sure you got home, okay. I text you but I got no response so I had Stiles drive me here," Tori said before Stiles could open his mouth and start his incessant rambling again.
"Well, I'm ok. You're friend Derek gave me a ride," Allison said.
"Good, good," Tori responded absently nodding her head.
"Have you by any chance heard from Scoot?" Stiles asked. Tori elbowed him sharply.
"No," Allison responded subdued.
"Well he's not answering his phone. Probably knows I'll kick his ass for what he did. If he does get in touch with you just let him know we're looking for him," Tori informed the girl. Allison nodded and after saying goodbye the dynamic duo was off.
"What now?" Tori asked as Stiles started to Jeep and drove away.
"Now I drop you back off at the house and I drive around looking for him," Stiles said. Tori shot him an indignant look but before she could start a tirade Stiles spoke.
"Someone has to be there in case he wanders back," Tori nodded her head grudgingly accepting his reasoning. They drove in silence back to the McCall home both keeping their eyes peeled for their friend.
"Call me if you find him," Tori said firmly. Stiles nodded.
"Same," he responded. Tori agreed and left the car to make her way home. After hanging and washing her face she crawled into Scott's bed to wait for him or Stiles' call. She must have fallen asleep cause the sound her of her phone ringing startled her awake
'They see me strollin'
And rollin' their eyes 'cause
I'm so white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
All because I'm white n' nerdy
Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy
I wanna bowl with-
but oh well it's obvious I'm
white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!'
She scrambled around the bed looking for the ringing device. The name Stiles in front of the batman logo appeared on the screen
"'Lo," she panted out.
"Found him" was the only reply. She sighed in relief and slumped against the sheets. She made a noise when he bade her goodbye.
The next Alex was up and dressed bright and early waiting for Lydia to give her a ride to the early morning Lacrosse practice. She sat on the porch waiting for the familiar VW Beetle to appear in the driveway. She sat and twiddled her thumbs idly and sighed tiredly. She closed her eyes for a moment but jumped, startled by the honking of a horn. She opened her eyes to look blearily at the vehicle parked in front of her, impatient strawberry blond and all. She smiled slightly before she stood up from her spot on the floor and grabbed her off-white Fossil bag. She ambled down to the car doing a slight twirl so that her high-maintenance friend could see her whole ensemble. She took stock of her jeans, brown boots and matching vest, blue button up, and green jacket.
"Cute," was the first thing out of Lydia's mouth as Tori entered the car.
"Thanks," Tori responded buckling her seat belt as she took off. The soft sounds of the morning radio played in the background as the duo sat silently for a while.
"So you disappeared pretty early last night," Lydia said in a neutral tone. Tori turned in her seat to look at her strawberry-blond best friend.
"Yeah, something came up," Tori answered after a few beats of silence.
"Really? Cause I heard you ran off with the Sheriff's weird kid," the other girl said blandly. Tori rolled her hazel eyes in response.
"His name is Stiles Lydia, and I didn't run off with him. He was my ride and he followed Scott," she explained. Lydia nodded lips pursed.
"That's another thing; McCall ditching someone like Allison at my party. I hope someone was dying," the driver said callously.
"Lydia," Tori hissed warningly. The other girl scoffed and shook her hair.
"He forgot he had to pick his mom up from her shift at the hospital," Tori explained defending her dopey friend.
"Whatever, he blew his shot," Lydia dismissed.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Tori said knowingly as the beetle pulled into the school's parking lot. The two girls turned their focus on a pair of familiar figures not far from where Lydia had parked her car. The two teens seemed to be smiling and happy.
"Guess Allison's a better person than the both of us," Tori commented idly before she exited the car and left Lydia behind to go and find her other two best friends.
Tori stalked through the halls of the high school as she checked the time. It was too late to catch Scott and Stiles before practice but she could watch and wait. She picked the pace and made her way to the lacrosse field and took a seat on the small bleachers. She took out her headphones and stuck them in her ear before she pressed play. 'Crawling in the Dark' by Hoobastank started up as the team took to the field.
She watched as two familiar jerseys took their spots. Number 24 made his way to the line before looking at the stands. When he locked eyes on her figure he waved. She smiled and waved back before focusing on number 11 who was next to go against Jackson. She winced when he slammed against Jackson and fell on his ass. Coach approached and they spoke quietly before Scott ran back to the line and Coach Finstock yelled out something she couldn't here over the heavy music.
She assumed that the whistle was blown because Scott had taken off. He made his way towards Jackson quickly before ramming into him causing Jackson to fall back.
"Shit," Tori muttered ripping out her earbuds and scrambling down the bleachers to take a closer look. She noticed that Jackson had not gotten up but was grasping his right shoulder. She moved her gaze ad noticed Stiles standing over a now kneeling Scott.
"Double shit," she swore before she jogged towards them.
"What's happening?" she asked when she reached them.
"Here? Right now?" she hissed getting closer.
"Yes," Scott said between clenched teeth.
"No, nuh-uh. Get him up," Tori ordered. Stiles pulled him up and together they managed to manhandle him into the boy's locker room, none of them noticing that they had passed Derek on their way there.
They trio stumbled into the room and tried to get their floppy-haired friend to stand.
"Get away from me!" he yelled as the two moved away frantically. They ran from their friend Stiles pushing Tori ahead of him. Stiles tripped and flew into the tiny girl forcing them to the floor. The duo turned and watched as Scott jumped on top of the lockers.
"Gogogo," Stiles muttered turning to Tori and pushing her up and away. The momentum pushed her into an open gated cubby she crinkled her nose absently as she felt wet towels before Stiles' hand around her wrist was pulling her out and away. They stumbled around the room some more before ending up back by the entrance Stiles gave her a sharp shove and she ended up in the doorway. She turned and watched as Stiles bumped into the fire extinguisher before he grabbed it.
"Get out of here," he hissed as he fumbled with the big red thing and took a protective stance in front of her. She Scott jumped down from the lockers just as Stiles got the extinguisher to work, letting the foam coat their rabid friend. After a few seconds he stopped and shoved her out the door his body following. He turned so that Tori was against the wall next to the door with him facing her, the fire extinguisher cradled between them. They stood frozen staring at each other with wide eyes before…
Stiles kept her pressed against the wall as he leaned a little to the left so that his was poking into the room.
"What happened?" Scott asked confused as to why he was wet and why Stiles was hiding in the hallway. Stiles must have deemed it safe because he removed the pressure that kept Tori against the wall and walked into the room dropping the extinguisher. Tori followed behind him still a little hesitant.
"You tried to kill us," Stiles panted out as he ripped off his lacrosse gloves.
"Like I told you before. It's the anger. It's your pulse rising, it's a trigger," he continued as he took a seat next to the new werewolf on the bench. Tori stayed by the door just in case.
"But's that lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game if you hadn't noticed," Scott said.
"Well it's gonna end up a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field," Stiles said.
"You can't play Saturday. You're gonna have to get out of the game," he continued.
"But I'm first line," Scott said.
"Not anymore," Tori said causing the two boys to turn and look at her.
The rest of the day passed as normal as it could possibly be. The trio attended class, Tori sat with Lydia and her group for lunch, and Scott pouted all day about the possibility of not be able to play in the upcoming game. Tori floated through the day not actively avoiding her two male best friends but not exactly seeking them out either. She decided to take some time it had been a really busy week what with the Stiles thing/dead body/werewolf thing. Making a decision Tori decided to walk to the McCall house to have some silent thinking time. She popped her head phones in and put her playlist on shuffle a sardonic smile stole across her face when the lyrics filtered through.
"She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Keep your feet on the ground
When your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba ha"
It took Tori an hour and a half to get to her guardian's home. She opened the and quietly crept up the stairs. Her goal was to make her way into her room whilst avoiding Scott. That idea went to hell when she heard unfamiliar voice coming from Scott's room. She dropped her book bag to the ground silently and picked up the bat that she had returned to the hallway after Scott's sleepwalking incident. She then made her way towards Scott's room as quietly as she could.
"You shifted in front of them!"
"Wha-what are you talking about?" she heard Scott stutter out his reply.
"If they find out what you are, they find out about me. About all of us," the voices sound clearer now that she was closer to the door. She finally recognized Derek's voice and decided to wait before bursting in there. She leaned against the wall next to the door maintaining slow breathing and the bat in a ready-to-use stance.
"And then it's not just the hunters after us it's everyone,"
"But they didn't see anything I swear," Scott panted pleadingly.
"And they won't, because if you even try to play in that game on Saturday, I'm gonna kill you myself," she heard Derek whisper threateningly. Tori had heard enough she entered the room swinging.
"Hey! Leave him alone!" she yelled as she swung. Derek caught the bat mid swing and yanked it out of her hands before throwing it aside. He glared at her menacingly but she held her ground and glared furiously right back.
"Remember what I said Scott," he told Scott before disappearing out of the window. The duo stood in Scott's room trying to calm down bot racing hearts.
"You okay?" Tori asked turning to face Scott who was still pressed against the wall.
"Me? Are you out of you damn mind!" the caramel skinned boy exclaimed. Tori rolled her eyes and braced herself for a lecture.
"What the hell were you thinking, huh? What made you think it was okay to come in here while there was a dangerous werewolf we know nothing about threatening me. Why would you do that?" ranted at her.
"Uh, maybe because he was in fact threatening you? Besides, I had a bat," she replied breezily.
"Yeah, and we saw how well that worked for you," Scott replied pointing to aforementioned bat.
"You know what fine! Next time I'll the creepy serial-killer werewolf threaten your life!" she yelled.
"Better me than you!" Scott answered back. Tori let out a frustrated scream before storming out of his room and into hers; slamming the door loudly.
"Damnit," Scott cursed staring at the open window Derek easily used to get in undetected and then to the hallway where Tori had just stalked out to.