Anchor ~ Scott McCall

Trapped in School

Skye's P.O.V

Scott pulls me inside and Stiles and Scott are both holding the door.

"Lock it!" Scott yelled.

"Does it look like I have a key," Stiles said.

"Grab something!" Scott said.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Anything!" Scott said. I'm freaking out. I read what Stiles was thinking.

"No," I said looking at Stiles. He gets up looking at the bull cutters on the ground. Scott saw them too.

"No," Scott and I both said. Stiles pushed us back.

"Yes," Stiles said opening the door.

"Stiles, no, don't," I said trying to walk out with him but Scott was holding me back. I pushed his hands off of me and looked through the window. I am trying to hear the alpha's thought to find where he is. Stiles walks to go pick up the bull cutters when Scott and I see the alpha. 

"Stiles!" I screamed.

"Come back, come back!" Scott yells banging on the door. Stiles turns to see the alpha running towards him. We open the door to quickly let Stiles in and close it immediately after. Stiles puts the bull cutters on the door to keep it locked. We slowly stand up to look out the window.

"Where is it?" Stiles asked. I can't hear him.

"Where'd it go?" Scott asked.

"I can't hear him," I said closing my eyes, "I can only hear your guy's thoughts."

"Skye, look at me," Scott said and grabbed my hand's causes they were shaking. He looked into my eyes. Skye, can you hear me? I nod. Okay, the alpha is here and he is probably gonna listen in. We don't know if he knows about you. So, you can't talk like that or talk about your ability. Skylar, I promise I will do everything it takes to protect you. And Stiles, okay. I nod again. 

"That won't hold, will it?" I asked.

"Probably not," Stiles said. We turn around and look at the empty school. We heard a howl and Scott grabs my hand again and runs. We run into an empty classroom.

"The desk," Stiles said and then the boys began to push the desk when Stiles stops.

"Shh! Stop, stop," Stiles said looking back at the door, "The door's not gonna keep it out,"

"I know," Scott said.

"It's your boss," Stiles said.

"What?" I asked.

"Deaton, the alpha? Your boss," Stiles said. I can kind of understand why he thinks that.

"We don't know that," I said as Scott said, "No."

"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf," Stiles said.

"That can't be," Scott said not believing the chance it might be him. 

"Oh, come on. He disappears, and that thing shows up 10 seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the sir? That's not convenient timing?" Stiles said.

"It's not him," Scott said.

"He killed Derek,"  Stiles said. 

"No, Derek's not dead. He can't be dead," Scott said. I don't want to believe that Derek's dead. I can't. 

"Blood spurted out his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead, and we're next," Stiles said.

"Okay, Stiles!" I said turning around, "We get it. Derek's dead and we are next," I said. Scott walks to me pulling me into a hug. Derek was an asshole but he was part of my family.