Killing the Past
"Are you stupid!" I barked getting angry as he sighed.
"Not literally kill her you idiot! We say I did, hide her and you two run off," he growled.
"Derek, I don't…"
"I don't care what you say. This is a good plan and I'm the alpha," he interrupted me sounding insulted.
"Listen, I'm coming there and we'll discuss this so no one can tap the line," I barked as I got a grunt from the other side before I hung up. As I walked past my bathroom I noticed that the mirror was still broken and the pool of blood next to the tub was starting to dry, I ignored it and kept walking.
I snuck out the window to not draw attention, seeing as my mom was pretty mad about the mess in the bathroom. I grabbed the keys, locked my door, and jumped out the window, rolling down the small hill in my backyard. After I got up I ran to my car and drove off not caring if my mom saw. A twenty minute drive later, Derek and Aideen were sitting on the porch steps waiting for me.
"What took you so long?" Derek glared as I rolled my eyes. I couldn't even make eye contact with Aideen. Even though her dad was the problem, I still treated her like the criminal. My chest still felt like she was ripping my heart out even though she didn't want to leave.
"Long story. Anyway, what's your grand plan?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"What is your problem?"
"Everything, just get on with it before I go home."
"So now you're acting like the kid who doesn't get his way and throws a tantrum so mommy will notice him."
"GUYS!" Aideen screamed as we both looked at her. "Stop fighting! You two really need to calm down. We are all under stress."
"She's right. But I think I have a plan of keeping Aideen here," he said as I sat down on the hood of my car. "We kill her."
"WHAT! Are you stupid?"
"Not for real, like I said over the phone. We say she's dead, it keeps her dad here looking for me and gives you two enough time to run away," Derek leaned against a post on the house.
"What if he goes after me? He can't stand me, Derek," I snapped as he shook his head.
"Believe me, he thinks his daughter is dead, he'll go after the one he wants."
"What makes you even think he'll come? I saw everything in his eyes when she went missing," I snapped pointing at Aideen. "He didn't care she went missing. He was stiff as a board and carried hatred when he talked about her. He just wanted to see me miserable," I barked. "The only time he had fear was when I attacked him."
"You did what?" Aideen finally spoke up. "No wonder why he thinks you're so dangerous."
"And besides, I am not running away. This is my home, Derek," I stood my ground, Aideen looked at me with a little surprise in her face.
"You would rather see me move to Texas with my drunk abusive father than be with you?"
"That's not what I'm saying, Aideen. I am just saying…oh my gosh, it may work," I smiled looking at Derek.
"What?" they both asked.
"I think we just found the perfect way to keep you here. What if you go missing," my grin became larger.
"That happened already, dumbass," Derek crossed his arms.
"But what if I was the one who had her? I mean her dad hates me anyway."
"Justin, don't be so stupid, he would kill you."
"And then what?" Derek asked actually starting to like my idea.
"We just, get rid of him."
"Absolutely not!" Aideen snapped realizing what I was saying. "I would have to go after you Justin, and I can't bare myself of that."
"Then what do you say?"
"Fake my death," Aideen chuckled going with Derek's plan.
"Aideen, you don't get it, that's how one of us ends up dead."
"Justin, how can…"
"Derek, you would be the first one to die. I mean after all, you did let Kate catch you even though you were boasting on how well of a wolf you are. Then you ended up mangled and beaten by my cousin and someone hung you from a steal pipe!"
"I let that happen."
"You keep telling yourself that," I snapped as he got in my face. "You are weak, my friend."
"Oh really, you think that?"
"I know it," I squinted as he looked furious.
"Knock it off," Aideen separated us. "What has gotten into you?" she looked at me appalled.
"Maybe it was calling off the engagement, twice."
"You can't blame either of them on me! The first one was you and this time it was my father."
"Well you didn't have the courage to stand up to him, Aideen. You told me you were strong and all I have seen out of you since Peter Hale was killed is weakness," I growled as she smacked me across the face. I looked back at her and another growl came out which caused her to smack me again, and a knife placed under my chin.
"I'm what now wolf-boy?" she asked as my heart began to pick up. The tip of the knife had cut open the skin.
"You couldn't," I squinted.
"Really?" I felt the burning silver go a little deeper in my skin. She pulled the knife out the second I yelped in pain. "Justin, I'm so sorry," she begged grabbing me as the tiny whole began to close up, I felt a little more like myself and I hugged her.
"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like this, I just don't like this situation at all," I sighed as she hugged me in tears. "Derek, if we 'killed' her, where do we hide her?"
"That's the thing, I don't know."
"He'll suspect something is wrong if we run away since Justin won't be here anymore. We can't run away but I can. I will leave, get you out of danger and then take care of him myself after he thinks I'm dead."
"Good idea. Wait…Aideen, does your dad need a body to hunt?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, does he need proof that someone died? Like a full body or something."
"Well, he needs proof it was done by a werewolf, but I don't see your point."
"My point is, we have 'someone' die and tell your dad sending him on a wild goose chase and we don't get the police involved."
"But what happens while he is hunting?"
"We sneak off get married and return here, once your married there is nothing he can do. We can just get married in the next town over."
"But what if he goes after you?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," I rolled my eyes pulling my shirt off. I placed it on the floor and began cutting it open with my nails. "Will he buy something like this?" I asked picking up my now destroyed shirt, Aideen's eyes were locked on me. "Baby, answer my question." I asked as she shook her head and examined the shirt.
"It's missing something…" she looked at the shirt as if it was art, but I knew she was right. I looked at Derek who had the same idea as me.
"Are you sure?" he asked me as Aideen's brows furrowed.
"Sure of what?"
"If it works then we can get this plan started." I said picking up a piece of wood that rested on the ground in front of the house. I placed the wood in my mouth and nodded to Derek who placed his claws on my shoulder.
"STOP! What are you two doing?"
"Adding the element to making it look like a real attack," Derek chuckled as I nodded, now closing my eyes readying for his claw to penetrate my skin.
"I can't watch," she groaned quickly turning around as Derek quickly made a cut in my shoulder. It hurt so badly, my jaw tightened and the wood broke in half. I spit the pieces out and started placing the shirt on my now open cut. "No, like this," she sighed looking upset with the whole plan. She took my shirt and began placing it on the claw mark imbedded in my shoulder. After my shoulder healed she looked at the final product and we had made a fake murder look good.
"Wait…" Derek sighed as I looked at him a little upset.
"What now?" I groaned as Aideen walked over to me. I placed my hand on her shoulder as her cold hand touched my bare skin sending goose bumps all over.
"He may ask why she has the murder victim's shirt."
"Crap," I gritted my teeth.
"What if the victim was raped and murdered?" Aideen suggested and I looked at her a little sketchy. "It's the only explanation the shirt would be off."
"You're so smart," I kissed her forehead. "OK, our victim, female, about thirty-six, five foot three, night jogger, name…"
"Julia Price," Derek blurted as I smiled at how well this plan was coming.
"You want me to drive you home?" I asked Aideen as she shook her head.
"No, I was out for a midnight jog when I came across the body. I reported it and said it was a mountain lion, my dad won't buy my jog if I'm not sweaty. I'll call you tomorrow to see if he bought it," she kissed me before running home.
"Good luck," I hugged Derek. "Be safe," I sighed a little scared.
"You too. You're in just as much danger." I nodded and soon walked to my car.