You were running, again as Scott told Allison to be at the lobby.

"Why did you come? What are you doing here?"

"..Because you asked me to?"

" I asked you to?"

" Why do I get the feeling you didn't send this message?"

"Because I didn't."

"Did you drive here?"

"Jackson did."

" Jackson's here, too????"

" And Lydia.What's going on? Who sent this text?"

You looked at Allison

"It wasn't any of us. Where's Jackson and Lydia-"

"Finally! Can we go now?"

" RUN!"

The ceiling caved in as something was there, everyone screamed and started to run. You guys made it to a huge room when you and Stiles went towards the window.

"Help me get this in front of the door."

"Scott, wait. Not here--"

"] What was that? Scott, what was that?"

"What came out of the ceiling?"

"Will you just help me? The chairs-- stack the chairs."

They started to stack anything against the door. You sighed

"Guys-"

"Can we just wait a second! You guys listen-"

"Guys!"
"Stiles talking. Can we hang on one second, please? Helloooooo!"

Everyone finished as they looked back at Stiles and you.

" Okay, nice work. Really beautiful job, everyone. Now... What should we do about the twenty-foot wall of windows?"

You and Stiles motioned at the windows

" Can somebody please explain to me what's going on, because I'm freaking out here. And I would like to know why. Scott...?"

Scott leaned himself on some desks

"Somebody killed the janitor." You said

"What???"

"Yeah, the janitor's dead."

"What's he talking about? Is this a joke?"

"What? Who killed him?"

"No, no, no, no.... This was supposed to be over... The mountain lion killed--"

"No, don't you get it? There wasn't a mountain lion."

" Who was it? What does he want? What's happening? Scott!?!?"

"I-I don't know. I-I just-- If-if we go out there, he's gonna kill us."

"Us? He's gonna kill us?"

"Who? Who is it?"

"It's Derek. It's Derek Hale."

Scott looked at you, and then at them.

"Scott !!" You exclaimed

" Derek killed the janitor?"

"Are you sure?"

"I saw him."

"The mountain lio--"

"No, Derek killed them."

" All of them?"

" Yeah. Starting with his own sister."

" The bus driver?"

"And the guy in the video store. It's been Derek the whole time. He's in here with us. And if we don't get out now, he's going to kill us, too."

"No Derek-"

"Do you have Stockholm syndrome?! Cant you see Derek killed people and he made you his accomplice." Said Lydia

"No! He didn't! "

"Great y/n boyfriend is trying to kill us. Why not her ?!"

"Shut up Lydia !"

"Your psycho boyfriend is trying to kill us! Maybe it runs in the family. Just like your Mo-"

You slapped her. Stiles held you back

"Don't you ever bring up my mother!"

"Well she's a psycho just lie you-"

" Call the cops."

"No." Said Stiles

"Wh-what do you mean, "no?"

" I mean, no. You wanna hear it in Spanish?No."

Stiles still was holding you back and signed

"Look, Derek killed three people, okay? We don't know what he's armed with."

"Your dad is armed with an entire Sheriff's department. Call him."

"I'm calling."

"No, Lydia, would you just hold on a sec--"

"Hey--"

" Yes, we're at Beacon Hills High School. We're trapped, and we need you to--But--She hung up on me..."

" The police hung up on you?"

"She said they got a tip warning them that there are gonna be prank calls about a break-in at the high school. She said if I called again that they're gonna trace it and have me arrested."

"Okay, then call again."

" No, they won't trace a cell, and they'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here."

"What the-- what-what is this? Why does Derek wanna kill us? Why is he killing anyone?"

" Why's everyone looking at me?"

"Is he the one that sent her the text?"

"No. I mean, I don't know."

" Is he the one that called the police?"

" I don't know!"

" All right, why don't we ease back on the throttle here, yeah?"

Stiles grabbed you and Scott and pulls you away from the other three

"Okay, first off-- throwing Derek under the bus? Nicely done."

" I didn't know what to say. I had to say something, and if he's dead, then it doesn't matter, right? I'm sorry y/n."

You looked at him unamused.

"...Except if he's not. I can't believe you'd do that too! "

"Oh, god, I totally just bit her head off."

" And she'll totally get over it. Bigger issues at hand here-- like, how do we get out alive?"

"...But we are alive. It could've killed us already. It's like it's cornering us or something."

"So, what? He wants to eat us all at the same time?"

"No. Derek said it wants revenge."

"Against who?"

"Allison's family?"

"Maybe that's what the text was about. Someone had to send it."

Jackson then grabbed Stiles shoulder

"Okay, assheads! New plan-- Stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and decent aim. Are we good with that?"

" He's right. Tell him the truth if you have to. Just... just call him."

"I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive."

"All right, give me the phone."

Jackson snatched the phone from Stiles but he punched Jackson, and grabbed his phone back

"Stiles!"

" Jackson! Are you okay?"

"Hey, are you okay?"

Stiles dialed his dad as he held you close to him.

"Dad, hey, it's me. And it's your voicemail. Look, I need you to call me back now. Like, right now. We're at the school. Dad, we're at the school."

He clicked and put his phone away. Soon the door started banging with a incredible force. You flinched and hugged Stiles Closer.

"The kitchen. The door out of the kitchen leads to the stairwell."

"Which only goes up."

"Up is better than here."

They managed to make it to a room,

"Jackson, how many people can fit in your car?"

"Five, if someone squeezes on someone's lap."

"Five? I barely fit in the back!"

"It doesn't matter. There's no getting out without drawing attention."