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The tension had been built between the six of us. Well, it's always been there, it's just stronger. 

"Call the cops." Jackson quickly concluded. 

"No." Stiles disagree. 

"What do you mean no?" Jackson asked, glaring at Stiles. 

"I mean no, do you want to hear it in Spanish? Noh." Stiles replied sarcastically, now he's really stressed out. "Look, Derek killed three people, okay?  We don't know what he's armed with." 

Really, Stiles? You're going with this lie? Okay, if Derek finds out, you are so not dragging me down with you. 

This is all you, Scott and Stiles. 

I had nothing to do with this. 

Actually, I had everything to do with this. 

"Your dad is armed with an entire sheriff's department." Jackson spat at Stiles. I understand why Stiles didn't want to call his dad, he didn't want to lose his dad like he did with his mother. "Call him." 

"I'm calling." Lydia said, getting out her phone and dialing 911. 

"No, Lydia, would you just hold a second..." Stiles didn't bother, she was already on the phone.

"Yes, we're at Beacon Hills Highschool. We're trapped, and we need you to... but..." Lydia dropped the phone, starring at it in disbelief and turned around to us. "She hung up on me." 

"The police hang up on you?" Allison asked in disbelief. 

"She said she got a tip warning them that there was going to be prank calls about a break-in at the high school." What the hell? The Alpha must've done this. "She said if I called again that they're gonna trace it and have me arrested." 

"Okay, then call again." Allison, you really aren't that smart right now. 

"No, they won't trace your cell." I pointed out. 

"They'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here." Stiles added. I remember Stiles telling me this once. 

"What the... what... what is this?" Allison asked, confused. "Why does Derek ant to kill us? Why is he killing anyone?" 

Everyone looked at Scott, and I felt bad for him. Scott was just as clueless as we were. "Why's everyone looking at me?"

"Is he the one that sent the text?" 

"No!" Scott said quickly, I don't even know who's lying anymore. "I mean, I don't know." 

"Is he the one that called the police?" 

"I don't know!" Scott snapped at Allison, she got upset over that. 

"All right. Why don't we ease back on the throttle, yeah?" Stiles asked us. Stiles pushed Scott back, and he held my hand tightly as I followed behind. 

"Guys, good job on throwing Derek under the bus like that, he's gonna kill us now." I hissed at them, and they both looked at me before they looked at each other. 

"Stacey, Derek's dead." Stiles whispered to me. My eyes widen at the news, why didn't anyone tell me this before? 

"W- what do you mean?" I stammered. 

"He was thrown into the wall by the Alpha." Scott added. "And guys, I didn't know what to say, I had to say something. And if he's dead then it doesn't matter, right? Except if he's not." Scott sighed. "Oh, god, I totally just bit her head off." 

"And she'll get over it." I rolled my eyes, Allison needs to move on. "Bigger issues ahead of us, like how do we get out of here alive?" 

"But we are alive. It could've killed us already," Scott pointed out, he noticed it too then. 

"It's like it's cornering us or something." I add quietly. 

"So what, he wants to eat us all at the same time?" Stiles asked softly. 

"No! Derek said ti wants revenge." Scott said. 

"Agaisnt who?" 

"Allison's family?"

"Great, let's throw her out there and hope we live." I mumble sarcastically, Scott glared at me. Oh, come on, I was joking. Not really. 

"Maybe that was what the text was about." Stiles said. "Someone had to send it." 

"Okay, assheads. New plan." Jackson said- no, we'll chuck Allison and Jackson out there. God their both annoying right now. "Stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and decent aim. Are we good with that?" 

Stiles looked over at me, and I sighed. "He's right, Stiles. Tell him the truth if you have to, just call him- I don't want to be scared anymore." Stiles licks his lips. 

"I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive." Stiles seethed at Jackson. I bring out my phone, and I waved it in front of Stiles. I understand that he doesn't want his dad hurt, but I don't want to be dead. 

"All right, give me the damn phone!" Jackson demanded as he quickly hooked onto my wrist, I gasp, my eyes widen when Stiles had quickly elbowed Jackson in the face, and Jackson fell to the ground. Stiles glared at Jackson.    

"Jackson!" Allison gasped, kneeling to the ground. "Are you okay? Hey, are you okay?" 

Jerk. 

Allison looked over at us and gaped at us as if we were the evil ones. I sighed. Stiles takes my phone and called his dad. 

"Dad, hey, it's me." Stiles called. "And it's your voicemail. Look, I need you to call me back. Now. Like, right now." I jump as the Alpha had tried banging into the door. The banging continued and we gathered as a group. "We're at the school dad, okay? We're at the school." 

"Oh, my god. Oh, my god." Lydia used her boyfriend as a bodyguard. The bolts were coming off the doors, this wasn't going to hold him. 

"The kitchen, the door out of the kitchen leads to the stairwells." 

"Which only goes up." Scott said. 

"Up is better than here." 

We all ran. 

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I don't know how. 

I honestly don't know how, but I ended up running into the library, alone. I didn't have Stiles or Scott. I had myself. I pant as swiped my card to let myself in, and I ran into the empty library and I turned around. 

How in the whole cow did I get here? 

I had found another way, and I didn't expect it to bring me to the library. 

This is just like in the horror movies, that one friend that foes off alone and they end up dying. Oh no, I'm that friend that's gonna die. 

I gulp. I miss Stiles. Never in my enter life have I wanted more than to be in his arms right now. I hate myself for not telling them where I went. I wanted to cry at how stupid I am for leaving them. 

I mean, I would go back and follow them but the Alpha will eat me alive. For sure. My breaths were getting heavier and I cup a hand over my hand trying to stop it. Tears were prickling in my eyes. 

I then went towards the library books and hid at the back so when the Alpha does come in I at least will be hidden. The Alpha could probably find me right now. 
              
I stand against the bookshelves, my chest going up and down fast. My heart was pounding and my head hurts. I hate this, I hate this so much. I pressed my lips together, waiting for the Alpha. 

I think I've seen the Alpha before, I mean, in the movie store. Maybe it wants me. Or it wants me and Scott. Did the Alpha kill Derek? Another Hale dead. I closed my eyes tightly, and then opened them, hoping that this is all a dream. 

I hate Harris. 

So much. 

He did this to me, I'm dead because of him. 

I'm basically dead right now. 

Oh god, save me now. 

Dear god, please save me. I'll be forever thankful. Amen. 

I've never done a pray before, technically that wasn't a prayer. What the hell am I doing? This Alpha isn't here, maybe god listened to me. Maybe I'm safe. What if I'm not? 
   
I wonder what it's like living in hell. Or heaven. I definitely won't go there, hell is where the party's at. 

Is it true what the say in hell that there's just fire and all the soles that go there suffer? I never got the chance to look that up. Oh, man. 

Maybe if I say stop it I don't like it to the Alpha, it'll stop? I mean, we were taught that when we were little, why not say it now? 
                            
I swear my heart stopped beating for a second when I heard the door creak open. I heard a soft growl, the Alpha's here. The Alpha's here. I'm going to die. Should I move? No. The Alpha already knows where I am. He can probably smell me right now. 

I squeeze my eyes shut, my heart continues to pound. On top of that, my headache. I had to squeeze my eyes to stop the tears from coming out, there was a huge lump in my throat. 

I never thought I'd be so thankful to hear police sirens right outside. The Alpha growled angerly, and I think sprinted off. I opened my eyes, and let the tears fall down my cheeks and I started sobbing. 

I hate this feeling, being scared. 

My heart is calming down now, and I went to the big glass window that the library has and looked out it. The Sheriff and his gang were there. 

Thank god.                                                                                        

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I walk out of the school slowly, no Alpha has tried to eat me alive. Which is good. My eyes travel over at the scene, I see cops and there was Sheriff, Scott, and Stiles. 

I hug myself. 

"We will look for her, I promise, Stiles." Sheriff promised him, I think they were talking about me. I stand there, watching them.  

Stiles eyes then travel over to me, and he looked so relieved. He ran over to me, and I didn't get a chance to speak before he crushed me into a big hug.  

His arms wrap around me warmly, and I wrap my arms around the base of his neck. Thank god he is okay. You know what, thank the lord, people. Thank him. Thank him right now. 

I squeezed my eyes shut, enjoying this. Why can't I do this forever? Our breaths were mixed in with each other we were that close, and I loved it. 

"Ahem." Scott coughed, and I hesitantly let go of Stiles. I looked over at Scott and smiled. "Would you like to enlighten us where the hell you were? Did the Alpha... get you?" 

"Not really, can we... not talk about this here, right now?" I ask, still in shock of what just happened. Scott nodded, and instead, pulled me in for a hug and squeezed me tightly. 

It wasn't like Stiles hug, it was different, but at least it was Scott's hugs. I don't like any hugs apart from Stiles, (mainly Stiles), Scott, and my mum. Sometimes the Sheriff, too, but that's very rare. 

Take note next time. 

Never split apart without telling someone. 

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AWWWWWWWWW I love this chapter! Stacey is so cute. Did you guys like the chapter? What are your thoughts? Did you like the Stiles and Stacey moment? We still need a ship name for them though.

Anyways! Love you all, bye! xx