Divine Serendipity • Stiles Stilinski

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Arabella's POV:

"Call the cops" Jackson began, staring at Stiles.

"No"

"What do you mean no?"

"I mean no. You wanna hear it in Spanish? No. Look Derek killed three people okay we don't know what he's armed with." Stiles argued, I nodded my head in agreement, much to the distaste of Jackass over there.

"Your dad is armed with an entire sherrif's department!" Jackson turned to me, my phone gripped in my hand. "Call him!"

"I'm calling." Lydia interupted.

"Lyds I don't know if we should-"

"Yes we're at Beacon Hills high school. We're trapped and we need you to-" Her voice wavered, turning to us. "She hung up on me."

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

"Okay then call again!" Allison ordered, a harsh tone as she spat out her words.

"Allison calm down, its not her fault." I defended the strawberry blonde, walking up to her as she placed her head on my shoulder momentairily for comfort.

"She can't call again they won't trace a cell. And they'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here." Stiles admitted, slightly defeated although he never wanted his dad here anyway.

"Why does Derek wanna kill us? Why is he killing anyone?" The brunette asked in frustration, everyone turned to Scott.

"Wh-why is everyone looking at me?"

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

"No. I don't know."

"Is he the one that called the police?"

"I don't know!" Scott barked, Stiles pushed him away from the group as I followed.

"Okay first off, throwing Derek under the bus? nicely done." I responded with a bitter tone, sarcasm laced in my words.

"I didn't know what to say I had to say something. And if he's dead then it doesn't matter right? Unless if he's not. Oh my god I totally just bit her head off." Scott rambled.

"And she'll get over it. Bigger issues at hand here like how do we get out alive." Stiles added.

"But we are alive, it could have killed us already, its like its cornering us or something." Scott suggested before I added to his theory.

"Wolf boy's right, it has to have some kind of plan, if it wanted to kill us we would be dead already. It could be playing a game?"

Scott nodded. "Derek said it wants revenge."

"On who?"

"I don't know, Allison's family?"

"Maybe thats what the text was about" Stiles stated, trying to piece together the puzzle as the cogs in his mind began to turn.

"Okay Assheads new plan!" Our conversation was interupted by the jock. "Stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and decent aim. Are we good with that?"

"Watch the tone, Jackass" I retorted, glaring at him.

"He's right, tell him the truth if you have to just call him." Scott agreed leaving Stiles in an incredibly uncomfortable position.

Gazing around at everyones reactions he finally spat out, "I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive."

"Alright give me the phone!" Jackson said, making his way towards me, a forceful arm on my wrist as he tried to pry the phone from my grip. Suddenly, Stiles lunged at the boy, throwing him a swift but effective punch to the jaw. He stumbled as Ally went over to comfort him, I held Stiles upright.