Chapter 28

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"Blake?"


"Stiles! I've almost found Scott's phone, I'd say just another few minutes," Blake announced.


"Okay, I'll tell Scott, but can you meet us here at the school? We don't want to wait any longer than we have to because God knows what's happening to Derek right now!"


Blake could just about make out what he was saying over the loud music booming in the background.


"Do I have to actually go to the dance?"


"No, just get here as soon as you can."


Blake was about to get up from her bed when her mom walked in once again. "I thought you left to go to the dance!"


Blake remained silent, not wanting to anger her anymore.


"You're grounded!" Melissa declared.


Blake's eyes widened. "What? Mom, you should be grounding me for going to a party, not not going to a party!"


Melissa saw Blake's point but that still didn't stop her from punishing her.


"You're the opposite of grounded then! You have to go to every party and the only time you're allowed in the house is when you have to eat and sleep," Melissa explained confidently.


"You're kicking me out of the house?" Blake's jaw dropped.


Melissa thought about if for a second before she nodded. "Yes."


Blake groaned, already dreading the feeling of leaving the house.


"I'm probably a terrible mother but I think this sounds fun. For me, not for you, obviously," Melissa smirked before she left the room.


"I can't believe I'm getting kicked out of my own home," she mumbled to herself, grabbing her phone and laptop before jogging down the stairs.


"Bye!" She called as approached the front door.


"Wait! Where are you going?"


"You said I'm not allowed in the house unless I have to eat or sleep, and right now, I don't have to do either," Blake answered.


Blake waited for a response from her mom but her mom just shook her head and returned to whatever she was doing.



Blake sat in her car outside the school waiting for Scott and Stiles. She had been waiting for about ten minutes now and after trying to call their phones, she was left with no choice but to go inside and look for them.


She left her car and made her way towards the front entrance. There were music and lights coming from inside the school.


Blake was stopped in her tracks when she spotted Jackson walking towards the school.


"Jackson?" She called. Jackson ignored her and continued walking. Blake noticed that he looked out of it.


"Jackson?" She tried again. When Jackson failed to respond, she placed a hand on his shoulder.


"Hey, Jackson!"


Jackson's head snapped in her direction. He looked behind him in the way he came before shaking Blake's hand off his shoulder.


"What?" He snapped.


"Are you okay?"


"Why do you care?"


Blake shrugged. "Because I do. Is that so bad?"


Jackson's eyes softened, realizing how harsh he had been to her.


"I'm sorry. I've got to go," Jackson declared before walking back inside.


Blake sighed. She felt sorry for Jackson. He wasn't used to having someone care for him.


Blake really didn't want to go inside to find Stiles or her brother so she tried calling Stiles again.


Blake was going to give up until she heard Stiles voice on the other side.


"Stiles! Where are you?"


"We'll be outside in a minute. We just have to find Lydia. Meet us out front."


Why would he need to find Lydia?


Blake sighed before hanging up. She didn't want to be here any longer than she needed to.


Blake was blinded as the lights on the lacrosse field turned on one by one. Why was anyone out there? Was Stiles out there?


She decided to go see if was Stiles or Scott who was on the lacrosse field. Besides, if Blake can wait ten minutes for Stiles, she was sure he could wait one minute for her.


"Stiles?" She called once she neared the field. She blocked the light from her eyes but it still impaired her vision. She saw two people standing on the field. One of them was female.


Once Blake saw the red hair, she immediately knew it was Lydia. She decided the other person was Stiles as he said that he needed to find Lydia.


"Stiles!" Blake called while walking into the field. "Stiles, come on! We need to find Derek!"


Blake furrowed her eyebrows. Was that Stiles?


Her jaw dropped when the man pounced upon Lydia.


"Lydia!"


Blake turned around to see Stiles running to Lydia.


If Stiles was behind her, then who was with Lydia?


"Run!"


Lydia fell to the ground in a heap, blood covering her whole body.


Blake pushed herself from her spot and made a run towards Lydia.


Stiles was already by her side but Lydia was out cold.


Blake stood beside Lydia's body before looking up at the man who attacked her.


She recognized him as the man who went on a date with her mom. Or, Peter Hale.


"Blake," he smiled once he saw her. "So glad to see you."


"What did you do to her?" Stiles yelled.


"Tell me where Derek is," Peter demanded.


Stiles looked at Blake before shaking his head. "I don't know."


Peter tilted his head to the side before wrapping his arm around Blake's neck, daring to cut off Blake's oxygen supply.


Blake gasped. Peter showed Stiles his claws before placing them on Blake's neck.


"Where is Derek?"


"I told you I don't know!" Stiles shouted.


Peter drew his finger along Blake's neck who squirmed under his touch.


"But Blake knows," Peter taunted. "Don't you?"


Stiles looked at Blake, fear evident in his eyes. Stiles nodded, ushering her to tell Peter where Derek was.


"Now Blake, I don't want to hurt you," Peter announced. "I just want to know where my nephew is."


"I don't know where he is," Blake began.


Peter tightened his grip on the girl's neck.


"But!" Blake exclaimed. "I tracked Scott's phone on my laptop which is in my car!"


Blake shut her eyes, waiting for the pain that was to come, however, she opened them again when Peter removed his hand. He shoved the girl towards Stiles who saved her from tripping over her two feet.


"Let's go then," Peter smiled.


"No!" Stiles yelled.


"No!" Stiles argued. "I'm not just letting you leave her here."


Peter looked down at the hopeless boy in front of him. "You don't have a choice, Stiles. You're coming with me."


Stiles stood up and threw his arms into the air. "Just kill me. Look, I don't care anymore."


Blake winced at the harsh words that escaped Stiles' mouth. She didn't know what she would do without him.


"Call your friend," Peter ordered. "Tell Jackson where she is. That's all you get."


Stiles stared in horror at Peter. This man was sick and a monster.


"Stiles, just call Jackson," Blake added.


Peter glanced over at Blake before nodding his head. "I like this one."


One more episode to go and then this book will be finished!


So, Blake went to the dance in the end, but it didn't end well. Lydia's half dead. Derek is missing, but the next chapter will be about the 'gang' finding him.


Do you think Blake and Peter would get on well with each other?


Because The Walking Dead has started on TV again, I was thinking about re uploading one of my fanfics but I don't know?

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