There aren't many times in life where you get to live out a movie fantasy. Now I know what you may be thinking; your version of my
Movie fantasy has something romantic to do with Derek right? Wrong... well almost entirely wrong. This isn't a romantic fantasy in fact, it's actually far from romantic as my 2 idiotic best friends and I are current in Derek's car driving away from the infamous Kate argent who I have yet to meet... or punch.

"WOAH! Why do I get the feeling you've done this before!" Stiles says from his spot in the back, head stuck between both of the front seats. His long fingers grab onto any sold thing inside the car as I push harder.

I smile a little wider and look in the rearview mirror, Kate with a determined and sinister look on her face struggles to keep up with my erratic driving.

"I haven't ever really done this," I say aloud to both of them, causing Scott's eyes to widen in despair," but I have watched Fast and Furious movies my whole life."

"Okay uhh... that's comforting," Scott says, adjusting his seatbelt and looking back," can you just try and limit it to driving and none of those crazy stunts. I don't actually feel like having my heart rip out of my chest because we are jumping over a bridge right now."

"Don't worry McCall," I laugh out," your hearts safe with me."

He nods but still pulls his seatbelt tighter, stating at me in case I mess up.

"FASTER! ALOT FASTER! SHES GAINING ON US!" Stiles yells.

I look in the mirror to see Kate coming closer. Perfect... this bitch doesn't know who she's messing with.

"Stiles," I mumble calmly towards him," I suggest you put your seat belt on and Scott. Don't smack your head too hard."

Only one of the idiots listens to me as Stiles fumbles to tie the seatbelt, practically placing another one over it just to be safe while Scott looks clueless.

Just as she's close enough to hit our bumpers I yell out," HOLD ON!"

All in the same moment I slam the breaks and turn the wheel to the left, causing the car to make an unbelievably loud noise and practically roll. Scott's head smacks loudly against the window while I hold my breath and firmly grip onto the wheel. When we have stopped spinning and have ended in the opposite direction I waste no time in slamming on the gas and letting the speedometer fly upwards.

"Is it working?" I ask Stiles, silently applauding myself for the badass move.

"Sort of!" He yells," she's still behind us but the move has kind of put her off."

"I'm never getting in the car with you!" Scott yells out," this isn't get away driving this is suicide!"

I shrug my shoulders," you threw the keys at me."

"You growled at me to give them to you!" He defends.

"Ugh guys! She's gone!" Stiles stutters.

"What the fuck do you mean she's gone! Where? She thinks we are Derek!" I yell out.

Stiles suddenly comes to a realization and fumbles with his hands before grabbing the radio and turning it on," all units suspect is on foot, heading into the iron works."

"SHIT!" I yell out, " sorry guys!"

I take the next sharp turn, practically elbowing Scott in the face with how hard I turn the wheel.

"Bonnie's on her way to get Clyde!" Stiles yells from the back and I take one hand off the wheel to flip him off.

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"GET IN!" Scott yells, swinging the passenger door open for Derek as I barely manage to stop the car. Scott throws himself in the back then, all of us watching as Derek dodges multiple bullets before managing to launch himself straight into the seat while I once again drive. I'll bet anything it was the Argents shooting at him.

Once we are safety away and all of us are quietly trying to catch our breaths I slow the car down and then look over at Derek before smacking him in the head.

"OW! What the fuck!" He yells out, giving me a dirty look.

"Don't look at me that fucking way! What part of laying low do you not comprehend dumbass! We had this whole conversation last night Derek! You promised!" I yell out, getting another couple of smacks in before Derek manages to grip my hand gently and stop it from throwing out anymore painful hits.

"WAIT... STOP DAMMIT! IMELDA! I had him!" He yells out.

Stiles chooses this moment to move my hand back into my space and instead stick his head between the seats to ask," who the alpha?"

"No captain crunch! Of course the fucking alpha! That doesn't mean you go out and practically stroll in front of the whole police force on foot!" I sass out.

"Yes Stiles I had him! He was right in front of me and then the whole freaking police force show up!" Derek snarls, ignoring my comment but eyeing me from the side incase I decide to get violent again.

"Woah! Hey!" Stiles says calmly," they're just doing their jobs!"

Derek glares at him," yeah thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!"

I roll my eyes," nice one Scotty."

He groans from the back," can we seriously get past that! I made a dumbass mistake! I get it!"

"Okay! Moving on!" Stiles cuts them off," how did you find it?"

Derek scoffs and looks out the window, looking irritated. I roll my eyes knowing he doesn't trust them as Scott sticks his head towards the front and says," can you try and trust us for a second?"

"Yeah!" Stiles adds," all of us."

Derek adjust himself and stares at him as Stiles reiterates," or just Imelda, you know we will just let you both talk while we listen sound good? Okay yeah we will be back here."

"Yeah tell me cause I just saved your ass now either speak up or I'm stopping this car and kicking your ass on the side of the road," I grumble out.

Derek looks at me for a moment as I nod for him to start," look the last time I spoke to my sister she was close to figuring something out! She found two things the first was a guy named Harris..."

"Our chemistry teacher?" Stiles says, jumping into the conversation.

I roll my eyes," I knew that guy was sleazy."

"Why him?" Scott asks.

"I don't know yet," he answers.

"Okay so," I get back to the story," what was the second?"

He stuck his hand inside his leather jacket," some kind of symbol."

Taking my eyes off the road to look at the scribbled drawing my eyes pop open and I can hear Scott's crooked jaw snatch open as well.

Derek noticed our reaction and asks either of us," you know what this is?"

Scott is the one to answer," I've seen it on a necklace..."

"Yeah," I detail," Allison's necklace."

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A huff escapes my lips when my feet manage to make it past the front step of my house, my fingers so badly wanting to slam the door shut but instead I just walk inside not waiting. Derek's feet shuffle against the wooden floorboard of the porch, my fingers pressing down on the button of my keys to lock my car outside. We had dropped off Derek's car in some abandoned factory for safe keeping and picked up my own, the entire ride after dropping off Scott and stiles was filled with utter silence as I relished in the anger I felt.

He closed the door gently, standing at the front door and just watching me as I took off my jacket and paced.

"Imelda..." he tries to start.

"Don't even think about it... I need to calmly think before I grab the knives in the kitchen and keep you here permanently," I cut him off, lifting one of my fingers in the air to silence.

After a couple of minutes of me pacing and huffing I stop and stare at him," I asked you for one thing! One thing! And you couldn't do it Derek! Do you fucking realize that just last week I had everyone yelling down my throat you were dead! For a moment I actually thought you were dead! Do you know what that feels like for someone like me Derek! DO YOU KNOW! IT FELT LIKE I COULDN'T FUCKING BREATHE! I HATED FEELING THAT ALL OVER AGAIN! DEREK DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW STUPID YOU ARE! If they take you in and convict you for something I had to do with I would literally explode! You can't be doing shit like that Derek! I... I..."

My chest was tightening and my eyes were getting watery, I felt like my head was beginning to crack open as I yelled out.

He rushed forward, placing his fingers gently on my jaw as I heaved up at him. My hands digging into his biceps while I struggled breathing, what was happening to me? I can't be having a panic attack, I've never had one but fuck I think this is what Stiles said Scott had the other day and it feels horrible. I could hear Derek yelling into my face trying to gain my attention but I was blanking out thinking about his death made me think about my families death. That alone through me further into this pit I was going inside. I could feel the small breaths I was letting inside clawing through my throat.

I noticed briefly that Derek had picked me up and sat me outside because I could feel the cold weather hitting my bare arms. It wasn't helping though, my lungs were sealing shut just as he placed his lips on my own. He crushed us together, digging his claws into my side as he did and allowing me to gasp out loud.

He pulled his mouth away in that moment, holding me steady as the holes in my side shut closed.

It took me awhile, until Derek had to set me down on the back steps but I was able to speak," Jesus that felt horrible. I'm never trying that again."

Derek wrapped his large hand around mine to grab my attention, his greet eyes looked worried as he asked," are you okay?"

I shook my head," not in the slightest. I'm still shaking from that."

"What was it?" He asks, lips pursed as he begins to delicately move his thumb around my hand.

"Panic attack," I inform him," they said to be cautious of them after the accident, figured it would be sooner then later."

He nods, looking at me and then asking," you ever going to tell me about it?"

I laid my head on his shoulder and looked at our conjoined hands," I think you know already."

"I'd still rather hear it from you," he mumbles back.

Sighing I close my eyes and let that pain open once more, remembering that this was Derek. I could talk to Derek, he had never judged me so why not?

"Almost 4 years ago when I was 13 my parents and brother were off South America. They had left me here with my Uncle Charlie to finish a deal on a mine out there, as they were on their way back their plane crashed. It crashed straight into one of the mountains there. The plane exploded into the mountain and caught fire instantly, no one survived not even a trace of one of them living past the explosion. Nothing. My brother Dominic had been talking to me 15 minutes before it had happened and then 15 minutes after the accident Charlie got the call. They told us that something had gone wrong, there was a complication in the air. No one specified that they had died and there was no trace of bodies or even their luggage, just a big fire that they were still trying to put out. It took Charlie and I 4 hours to arrive and within the those hours I had spent the majority of the time either crying or trying to get Dominic on the phone. The entire time I did that there was nothing, just straight to voicemail. Charlie just sat by himself on the plane, staring at the window or shaking his leg. When we got there we were rushed into the nearest helicopter and flown towards the crash site. No one had the heart to tell us that they had actually died, instead they chose to let us see for ourselves. I don't think I've ever run so much like I did that day, I almost threw myself into one of the fires before I realized what had happened. I sobbed and cried right here, in the middle of the snow and fire I cried my eyes out. I cried even after many of the first responders tried to pull me away, I sat their in the middle of the fires and smell of burnt metal until Charlie picked me up and carried me back into the helicopter. He had one of the doctors put me to sleep, he handed me off to the nearest guard and locked me away inside the nearest hotel room. For 3 days I did nothing but sit and cry. Charlie was the only person who would come into the room we were staying at. He would leave early in the morning and be gone until late at night, at least I think. I spent those days sitting on top of the bed and staring out the window occasionally crying silently or just staring. Charlie would come into my room every night and fall asleep in the bed, even though his room was right down the hall. I think he did that because he too was grieving, he just didn't want to be alone. When Charlier was gone I stayed put, I didn't move, barely showered, never ate, and didn't sleep until Charlie realized and brought in one of the doctors to put me to sleep every night. Even then though I would fight it. I'd stay up until my head was pounding cause that would be the only thing to get rid of the thoughts. And then we came back, suddenly the roles were switched. The moment we landed back we changed roles, Charlie disappeared and I resurfaced. My head was on straight, all I could place my head around was the funeral. It was the last thing I would do for them, the last time I would ever lay my eyes on them. So I did it all, spent practically every moment of those days constantly figuring it all out. The funeral was small, nothing big. My mother was an only child, and her parents had died long before I had been born. The day of the funeral, it was my uncle Charlie and I, no one else. Charlie appeared for the funeral and that was it, he took off in a jet the second their caskets had been covered with dirt. He practically had my father assistant be my nanny as I was sent back here, ever since then I've stayed. I'm like a stranded dog, just running around in circles and trying to stay alive."

He stays quiet, not really saying anything and for some reason it's better then him trying to be helpful. Everyone wants to be helpful even Lydia and Jackson, but Derek just being quiet comforts me. I suppose it's because anytime someone tries to say something I wash they wouldn't because they have no idea what I've been through. Even Derek, who's entire family was burned down did not have any idea what lost I had felt. I couldn't help him and he couldn't help me, I suppose in a way it was like the blind leading the blind.

I stood up, sighing loudly as I did and looking down at him," come on, let's go to bed."

He raises a perfect brow, seemingly asking if he was going to stay the night.

I smiled," seriously, get up. I'll even let you pick out your side of the bed."

And he stands, once again staying quiet but those green eyes are lit with fire.

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"Quit whining and ask her for the damn necklace," I mutter to Scott as he holds the front doors of hell... excuse me school to get through open.

"Why can't you do it!" He mumbles as I walk past.

"Because I have other things to do after school," I chirp.

He sighs and asks," how?"

Stiles walks in behind me and answers," it's easy just walk up to her and ask her to borrow her necklace to see if theirs anything on it or in it that could lead you to an alpha werewolf who you need to kill in order to get back together with her."

I smack him in the arms," you're not helping."

"Well why doesn't he just talk to her then."

"Because she won't talk to me!" Scott tell him, looking down sadly," what if she only takes it off in the shower!"

"That's why you ease back into it okay, get back on her good side! Remember the good times and then you ask for the necklace," Stiles says while Scott just looks off, seeming not to pay attention," you're thinking her in the shower aren't you."

Shamelessly Scott answer," yeah."

"Alright!" I say clapping my hands," let's stay focused okay. Get the necklace,get the alpha, get the cure, get Allison!"

"In that order!" Stiles tells him.

He nods and then sniffs the air, looking at me," wait... why do you smell so much like Derek?"

I raise an eyebrows and then pick a strand of my hair," I do?"

"Yeah," he says," like a lot."

"Oh," I say, causally shrugging my shoulders," he slept over last nite."

Stiles eyes widen when he looks at me," did you guys..."

"No we didn't! And if we did I would not be causally walking the halls... I would be doing backflips and such. Bye boys!" I mumble to both of them, walking off both of them containing their laughter at my statement.

I swear I am such a guy.

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My first instinct upon seeing Lydia applying lipstick at her locker is to slam the door before she has the chance to move her pale little hand out of the way, and I do end up doing that unfortunately she moves her hand out before any actual violence occurs.

Her green eyes widen in fright and surprise," Imelda!"

I fake smile and lift a hand waving," hi!"

She's a little speechless which I presume is because of the voicemail I had left.

"Mel..." she tries to say but I lift a hand to cut her off.

"Lydia, honestly there's nothing you could say that would make it better," I say shaking my head," but I do get to speak. First of all why? Why would you go and kiss Scott, knowing that both of you are in relationships albeit him and Allison might be broken up but you damn well how they feel about each other. How could you do that after I defended you and practically slapped Allison? I get it, you and Jackson are going through a lot of shit right now but that doesn't mean you each go out and cheat on each other! Break up, take a break but don't cheat on him and vice versa! How could you do that to Allison? I thought you would have been the bigger person! Is it power? Was it all about power? Now that Scott's become the co captain you suddenly thought it was a good idea to jump ships? Lydia! Open your fucking eyes! Jesus Lydia, you're my best friend but right now I can't even fucking look at you."

I walked away from her, taking a glance for the last time at her big green eyes slightly glassy.

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"How the hell did he find out!" Stiles yells out to Scott as both boys speed walk while I try to run after them. Apparently Jackson had found out about Scott, and confronted him about it. Jackson being the opportunist told him if he didn't get him the bite then Allison would find out.

What an asshole.

"I have no idea!" Scott said in a panic, shaking his arms around in a very Stiles like manner.

"Well did he say it out loud? The word?" Stiles questions.

"What word?"

"Don't be a dumbass Scott, werewolf? Did he say I know you're a werewolf?" I said aloud.

"No but he implied it pretty freaking clearly!" Scott states.

"Okay, maybe it's not as bad as it seems," stiles tries being the optimistic," I mean he doesn't have any proof right? If he wanted to tell someone who's he going to tell anyway? And he doesn't know about Imelda so..."

"How about if he told Allison's father? How long do you think it would take then?" Scott cuts him off.

"Fuck it's bad," I mumble while stiles nods along both of us nervous.

"I need a cure right now!" Scott says, talking about that idea Derek had implanted in his head last night.

"Wait, does he know about Allison's father?" I ask.

"I don't know."

"Okay where is Derek?" Stiles asks as both of them look over at me.

"He's hiding, although if it was up to him he'd be running around the whole town searching for the alpha with cops on his heels... anyways why?" I answer.

"I have an idea but it's gonna take a little time and finesse though," he says.

"We have the game tonight," Scott informs him," it's quarter finals and it's your first game!"

"I know! But do you have a plan for Allison yet?" Stiles nods along.

Scott sighs, "she's in my next class."

"Okay well you get the necklace and Imelda you're coming with me after school!" Stiles orders.

"Why me?" I question.

"Because Danny actually likes you," he says and walks away.

Yeah well that kind of is true.

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I love lunch... I really fucking do. Lunch is that one moment through the school day where I actually do something I love. Eat.

After the particularly shitty day I've been having, food always manages to place a smile on my face.

My boots skid across the school floors as I make my way through the lonely halls towards the cafeteria when I'm slammed against the nearest lockers. My back smacks against one of the locks and I hiss out when a hand is placed over my mouth and Jackson places his entire body over my own.

"What the fu..." I begin to say as he cuts me off.

He shushes me and looks over towards the double door windows where I can barely make out Scott, his eyes locked on me.

"So Scott," Jackson says, glaring at Scott with a sinister grin," you gonna get me that bite?"

He then looks at me, an unknown expression on his face that scares me. I had never seen him look at me this way, he looked like a tyrant. He digs his fingers into the skin on my stomach deeply, so deep I such in a breath.

"Or how about you Imelda?" He rhetorically asks," can you get me that bite? I knew there was no way you would suddenly hang out with McCall and Stilinski. There had to be something going on, and now I know. Are you one? Huh? Are you a werewolf like Scott? Maybe? Maybe not? But you know what I bet you can do, I bet you can get me the bite. So I'll make you the same deal I made with Scott. Get me the bite or I tell Lydia. You better hurry, you know I'm not patient. Tell you what, I'll even give you a little warning at just how much damage I can do."

He slams me against the lockers once more, my head bouncing off the back of them before walking away. I grit my teeth, trying my hardest not to yell out.

Derek and Scott don't want me showing off my powers right now and kicking Jacksons ass would most definitely be exposing my powers. I screw my eyes shut and clench my fists, biting back the scream just as the cafeteria doors slam open.

Stiles arms wrap around me, locking me inside his chest while Scott gently lifts up the black top I have on. He sighs in relief which means that there isn't any signs of damage.

"You okay?" Stiles asks me while Scott stares down the hall not trying to wolf out.

He pulls away and let's me cross my arms over my chest, "I will be as soon as I get to kick his ass."

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"It's fine," I mumble into my iPhone," he didn't show up to any of the classes I had him in and I didn't see him after."

"Okay well just come over right now. Danny will be here soon!"

I sigh and walk faster towards the side of the parking lot where my car is," I'm walking as fast as possible Biles, bye I'll see you in a few."

I sigh, picking out my car keys. When my fingers curl around them I smile in happiness, stiles promised me pizza when I get to his house and I'm holding him to it.

Because really it's been a shitty day.

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Can we just talk about how much I freaking love this song! Like seriously if you don't know who Kendrick Lamar I feel bad for you cause if you look up his concerts and watch him perform this song you will never truly know what hyped is! Like seriously, this song just makes you want to dance!

Lol! ANYWAYS DO YOU SEE MY BOO VANESSA IN THE GIF LIKE SERIOUSLY CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW GORGEOUS OF A BOO!!

How about the new covers? Yeah they are gorgeous! All thanks to my own Biles
-voidallison

HOPE YOU ENJOYED!