Chapter 10

"Styles?! How did they get him?" I asked and I started to look around.

"We don't have time for that! We have to get to them now!" Lydia was in a panic. She was close to tears.

"Allison, call Scott. Tell him to meet us at Derek's. Also, see if you could get Isaac to come since you said that he's a werewolf right?" I asked.

"Yeah." She responded as she took out her cell and dialed Scott. She handed me the phone. It barely was able to finish ringing once before Scott picked up.

"Hello, Allison!" he answered very fast and excited.

"No, it's Lile." I told him.

"Oh." He sounded disappointed. Obviously.

"Scott, get Isaac and meet us at Derek's house. Hurry, this is an emergency." I told him.

"Why what's wrong?" he asked.

"You know what's wrong! Scott, we know that it's her okay. You need to hurry or two more people are going to die!" I told him.

"Wait, you know, who?" he suddenly got all interested.

"Scott, they took Derek-"

"And" he needed to know. I got all sad. It was my fault if anything happened.

"Scott, they have Styles." I told him. I heard nothing on the other end.

"Get to Derek's now, I'll meet you there with Isaac. You better be right about this Lile." He hung up before I could eve start to respond. I gave the phone back to Allison.

"I'll drive." Allison said.

"I have a better idea." I told them as I turned to Derek's car. We hurried and got in his car, thankfully the keys were still in the ignition. I cranked them and the engine roared. I peeled out of there like it was my job. I was born in the fast lane. I floored it.

"Um in order to save Styles we have to live to get there!" Lydia yelled. I noticed that she said 'to save Styles'. I knew they had a thing, but I thought it was over since she was with Aiden.

"Also, we should avoid getting pulled over." Allison told me.

"I know, but you wanna save them before they die or see their dead bodies all over the floor because that's the kind of slow driving that you're asking for." I told them not slowing down. They didn't respond. It wasn't long before we were at Derek's. As we pulled up Scott and Isaac came running on all fours in front of Derek's house.

We got out of the car, my crossbow in hand, and I waved them to follow me. We ran through woods, past tree after tree when we finally reached the house. It wasn't a big house or anything, but it was there. Saw someone look out the backdoor window. I don't think that they saw us though.

"You better be right about this." Scott told me.

"Better be? I am sure about this Scott." I told him almost mad, "Here I'll go around the front and knock on the door and ask for some of the notes from class and once I'm in there I'll look through the back window meaning you can come bust in." I told them.

"What if you can't get to the back door?" Allison asked.

"What if you can't get in the house? If they are hiding people then I don't think that they'll want any guests." Isaac told me.

"Do you remember who I am? Don't even answer that because you obviously don't. She's a nerd and I'm hot, it's not that hard to figure out." I told him. I walked around to the front and knocked on the door. I waited and knocked again. Finally Jezebel came to the door. I gave her my loving smile.

"Um, hi Lile," she looked frantically from me to behind her, back and forth obviously nervous, "Right now really isn't the best time." She told me with a nervous laugh, trying to play it off like nothing was happening, but she is bad at it.

"It'll be quick, I promise." I told her.

"But I really-"

"Please. Don't make me beg." I told her not moving, still had my smile plastered to my face.

"Fine. What do you need?" she asked.

"Notes from history." I told her.

"Oh okay, I'll just go get them-"

"Great," I told her as I walked in, "I'm gonna wait in the kitchen." I told her as I kept walking. She left. I was walking down the hall to the kitchen when all of a sudden I was wacked on the back of the head. I blacked out. That didn't bother me. What bothered me is that I screwed up my one job.

I awoke. I was sitting with my legs out tied together and my hands were tied to the pole I was leaning against, so I couldn't get up or run. Then I noticed some more ropes on the pole. OW! Oh, my head feels like it's exploding. The ultimate head ache.

"Oh geez, what did she hit me with?" I asked myself. Well, I thought that I was asking myself.

"She has a fire extinguisher. Yeah, it'll go away after a while." A familiar voice told me. It came from behind me. I turned my head to find Derek on the opposite side of the pole.

"Derek?!" I exclaimed.

"Now, you are right about two things. Yes, I'm Derek and yes, Jezebel is the Harpy." He told me.

"I knew it." I told myself.

"However-"

"What now?" I asked annoyed and a little frightened of what he would tell me.

"You didn't, however, see that her mother is a harpy as well." He told me in that monotone voice of his.

"Are you accusing me of all this being my fault?" I asked him kind of appalled that he would even suggest that idea.

"Am I accusing you? No. Am I happy that we're in this situation? Again, no." he told me now getting a bit more angry.

"Well there's no use getting mad at me for something that's not my fault." I told him.

"You wanna know something?" he asked.

"That depends, but I have a feeling you're gonna tell me anyway." I told him.

"If my hands weren't tied right now, I probably would kill because of that smartass remark." He told me.

"Well then, I guess that I'm glad that your hands are tied." I told him as a smile grew upon my face.

"I am really getting tired of your attitude. I was going to kill Scott's last jerk friend, but he's in London now so that didn't happen. You, on-the-other-hand, just moved here so I think I'll have better luck." He told me. Oh dear. Wait a second!

"Derek, where's Styles?!" I asked him all panicked.

"I don't know. He was down here, but the mother took him up stairs and… I just don't know." He told me. The fact that it even upset Derek worried me even more.

"This is all my fault. I shouldn't have dragged all of you into this." I told him. I wasn't even really upset. I just couldn't believe what I had done. I was numb to emotions I felt nothing but disappointment.

"Now isn't the time to blame yourself. Before you came here, it's been up to Scott, his friends, and I to maintain Beacon Hill's supernatural outlaws." He told me as he enjoyed reminiscing on his past. Out of nowhere a thud sound came like two people were coming down the steps. Then, I could see who it was. It was Jezebel's mother dragging styles down the steps. His face was black and blue with blood coming out of his nose and mouth. Was he dead?