01x01 - The Pilot
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Violet walked round the house in dire need of some alcohol. She's just been hit on by some jerk who needs puberty to hit him like a train because there is no way he was in high school.

" Lydia where is the Tequila?" The strawberry blonde raised an eyebrow at the girl but handed her bottle that was right in front of her.

" How hammered are you?" The brunette shrugged and left the blonde to the job of being host as per usual.

Her secret make out buddy who will remain anonymous for sometime watched her as she smiled and laughed at something a pubescent teen was saying, his grip on his bottle got tighter as Violet touched his arm. His eyes stayed on her as she walked out the door.

She walked out into the front garden, her eyes catching the full moon that shines perfectly, when she was younger she always use to watch the moon and the stars that sat along side it. It had something about it that made her comfortable and safe.

" Violet?" The girl turned her head to find know other than Derek Hale.

" If it isn't Derek Hale. A little old to be hanging around a teenager filled party aren't we?" It wasn't a question more like her sarcasm shining through.

" A little young to be drinking aren't we?" He fired back, she mirrored his smirk.

" Oh. I like you."

" Good to know." He watched her as she tried to taking her heels off but kept stumbling all over the place.
" How drunk are you?" He questioned as he wrapped his arm around her waist to stop her from falling.

Giggling she raised her bottle and took a swig of it making the man roll his eyes. " Allison!"

The new girl turned to individual who called her name to find Violet wrapped in his arms and drinking a bottle of Tequila. " Is she okay?"

Derek glanced at the intoxicated girl. " She'll be fine. I'm Derek. I'm a friend of Scott's."

" And Violets." The Stilinski girl spoke making Derek and Allison smile slightly.

" And Violets too apparently. He asked me to take you home. Both of you."

Allison nodded unaware of his intentions but looked towards Violet who was to intoxicated to make any decisions and to intoxicated to think about her safety she agreed to let the Hale man drive them home.

" But Violet is staying at mine tonight." Allison said as they all got in the Impala.

After an awkward drive back to the Argent house, Allison helped the Stilinski girl into the house.

" Allison? Is that you honey?" A voice echoed through the entrance way making the girl mentally curse to herself.

A man possibly her father came into the hall, his eyes widening at the sight at not just his daughter but a face from the past.

" Allison whose your friend?"

Allison turned to the girl beside her who was now standing up on her own and looking a little bit better.

" Violet Stilinski. And you must be Mr Argent? It's a pleasure to meet you sir." Violet spoke shocking herself and Allison as not only ten minutes ago she was a drunken mess.

" You to Violet. Your the Sheriffs daughter."

" Indeed." She answered, her brain now becoming fuzzy once again.

Allison noticed and grabbed a hold of the girl and began to walk up the stairs that led to her bedroom. " We're just gonna go to bed. Night dad."

" Night Sweetheart. Goodnight Violet."

The girl gave a lazy smile and wave and disappeared into his daughters bedroom. Chris Argent swallowed thickly as he rushed into the basement.

He quickly dashed down the stairs and towards a pile  of unopened boxes.His mind working quickly he picked up the small box that read " Dads things" and began tearing off the tape that secured it shut.

The Argent rooted through the box and found what he was looking for. A small tin box that looked like it's seen it's days. He slowly opened it to reveal some old letters and pictures and tapes.

He picked up the first picture, his eyes scanning the olive skinned girl. How is it possible? He thought.

•

The sound of the alarm startled the disoriented girl, she shot up, her eyes frantically searching her unfamiliar surroundings only to find Allison sleeping next to her.

She sighed, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed her heels. She left a thank you note for Allison and left the room quickly and quietly as possible.

She felt like she was leaving a one night stand as she made her way do the staircase, her eyes were glued to the door only to crash into a body.

" Mr Argent. Up early I see." She smiled, mentally cursing herself.

He chuckled at her convincing smile. " Going somewhere Violet?"

" Yes. I need to get home before my dad does. I am grounded and I snuck out to go to that party last night. So I have 37 minutes to get to the other end of town. But thank you for letting me crash and it was a pleasure meeting you." She began to walk to the door only for his voice to stop her.

" I'll give you a ride."

The two sat in a comfortable silence as they drove to the Stilinski house until Violet broke it by getting to know the man.

" So Mr Argent what made you decide to move to Beacon Hills? That is if you don't mind me asking?"

He smiled and answered. " A fresh start. We've lived here once before actually."

" Yeah? How come you left?"

" A change in scenery was needed. What about you? What about your family?" Chris questioned wanting to get to know the girl better.

" I have a brother Stiles, Dads the Sheriff. Moms dead and I've never left Beacon Hills. So unfortunately I've been stuck with the same scenery."

Chris was taken aback by her answer, the change in attitude was a surprise.

They pulled up to the house to find the cruiser sat in the drive and her dad sat on the front porch.

" Oh I'm dead. So dead." Violet got out the car and thanked the Argent. The Argent watched as the bare footed girl stood in the drive. Her dad eyes widening, he stood up.

" Where have you been? Stiles said you never came home."

" I stayed at a friends house."

" And you didn't think to call? Text? Violet you were grounded. I specifically said not to go to any parties, to not go out with friends. And have you been drinking? You stink of alcohol!" The Sheriff relentless questions caused the girl to groan and walk past him.

" Violet! Don't you walk away from me! We are not done." The front door slammed and the two Stilinski's disappeared leaving the Argent to question the past sixteen years of his life.

Violet dropped her heels to the floor as she headed towards the stairs only for her father to drag her back.

" Violet. I'm not done talking to you. What is going on with you? It's like your not even the same girl, your unrecognisable."

" And you've only just realised. I'm not the scared little girl I was dad. Im going to be going out to parties and drinking and hanging out with friends. It's was teenagers do. It's what I do." She told him firmly, this argument happened every time she went out. She would stand in this place say those exact words and give him a small smile.

He nodded and let her go. Violet ran up the stairs crashing into Stiles on the way to her room. " What's got you in a hurry?"

" Werewolf drama." He managed to get out as he raced down the stairs.

Oh so that's what our lives have come too, werwolves, she thought. Fan- fucking tastic.

Bad Chapter I know 😭
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