I've had a lot going on, so this chapter is very small. I wanted it out for christmas though, so Merry Christmas.
Killing the Past
I couldn't believe I had almost hurt Justin. Sure, he's been a bit of a self-righteous prick lately, but I love him more than I've ever loved anything. I'd die for him a thousand times over if it would allow him to live a day longer. To think I may have hurt him really scares.
I was happy we were over it. The whole jog home, I thought of our plan. I was glad I didn't have to "die," but I would have done it if that had been the only way. I was surprised Derek had been so ready to help. He'd been through enough over the year because of me, and I know I'll never be able to pay him back.
I was worried that my father may go after the werewolf. He'll be made to think it's him, and that could put Derek in danger. I would go back to Texas before I saw any of my pack die. Even if it was for Jackson or the comatose Lydia. I couldn't stand for anyone to get hurt.
I reached the house, putting on my best acting face. In my hand, I clutched the bloody shirt I had "found" in the woods. I ran inside breathing hard when I realised that we had forgot to include something in our plans. Chris I'm-a-hunter Argent.
He was waiting for me when I got in and he didn't look happy. "Where were you? All we knew is that you left to go see your friends."
"I went for a jog. I needed to stretch a little after the hospital deal. Chris, look what I found," I said in as grim of a tone I could. His eyes became huge when he saw the torn bloody shirt.
"Did Hale do that?"
My heart sped up. This is exactly what I didn't want to happen. "I don't think so. He was with Scott training. It has to be one of the wolves that ran the night I killed the other alpha. Derek wouldn't kill a random person for no reason."
"I suppose you're right. I'll get party together and we'll look for it tomorrow. It'll be nice to have your father's help. He used to be great..."
I handed him the shirt and when upstairs to pack a small bag. Tomorrow night, I would be running away to become Mrs. Topain. When I had his name, Mr. O'Conner wouldn't be able to do anything anymore. I would be free.
I fell onto my bed in a deep sleep. I had a nightmare.
There was no big white wedding. It was just a small church and a small ceremony. Justin was there dressed in a bloody white shirt that was cut around his bleeding shoulder. He was clearly dead, his head tilted to the side, unable to hold itself up. The sight horrified me, but it was my wedding day. I couldn't make myself not smile.
Chris was walking me down to meet my dead groom. I looked over at him, and noticed that he was no longer there. Instead, my father clutching a bottle of liquor and a gun was in his place. As we got closer and closer to Justin's body, with each step we took he pulled the trigger of the gun, shooting the people who's come to see me get married.
Scott.
Allison.
Stiles.
Lydia, who happened to be in a hospital bed in the corner of the room.
Jackson.
My mother.
And lastly, the one that hurt most, Derek.
My fake smile was still plastered on my face, though tears came. He stood me by Justin's propped up body. He patted the body's arm while he looked me in the eyes, taking a swig from his bottle. "Tears of joy."
I woke up crying, hot tears making tracks on my face. That had been the worst nightmare I had ever had in my life, and I believe it had significant meaning. It was still night, but I could see Justin's car outside waiting for me to run away with him. I wanted to go so badly, too. I wanted to do anything in my power to make him happy.
But I had to do what was right.
I went down the stairs to go tell Chris what was going on, but I ran into him on stairs. I hugged him, happy he wasn't gone like in the dream. It was only when he didn't hug back that I knew something was wrong. I looked up into his grim face. "What's wrong?"
He looked away, knowing he wasn't going to like my reaction. "It's your father. He went after the werewolf he thinks killed that person."
"He did?"
"Aideen, he went after the wrong wolf. He's going after Derek."