I only own my OC's and the plot.
"You can't win, Ashley." He says, as I stopped struggling and gave in. "Ahh, good girl."
"What do you want Derek?" I say, forgetting about the phone on the floor as he sits me on the stairs.
"Have you kept it?" He says, looking at me, his eyes literally glowing with anger.
"Yes." I say, putting my head down. We hear a car door shut out front.
"Don't say anything or I will come back and kill you." Derek says, going out the back door. I sit on the staircase, with tears in my eyes. The doorbell made me jump. I quickly wipe away my tears and get up. I grab my side, as it hurt to breathe. I open the door.
"Ashley?" Scott says, grabbing me by the waist to help me sit down.
"I think he…I mean I…I think I cracked a rib." I say, trying to cover up my mistake, hoping he wouldn't notice.
"Who's he? Who did this?" Scott says, sitting next to me on the couch, calling his mom.
"No one did this. It was me…just me and my clumsiness." I say, my heart racing.
"Ashley?!" Aly calls, coming into the living room followed by Ariel.
"What happened?" Ariel asks.
"Are you ok?" Aly asks.
"I'm going to get her a glass of water." Ariel says going into the kitchen.
"I'm calling my mom." Scott says, getting up and going outside. Aly sits next to me on the couch. She's quiet and I wanted to ask, but I was afraid to.
"What secret have you been keeping?" She asks, breaking the silence. Just as I was going to answer her, Ariel and Scott entered the room again. I just shake my head slightly with the 'no' motion and she acknowledges it.
"Aly what's wrong?" Ariel asks, as Aly's color drains from her face.
"N-n-nothing." She says.
"Can you call Brian for me?" I ask Ariel. She shakes her head yes and pulls out her phone. I see Scott grab his phone, too.
"Hey Stiles." I head Scott say and he leaves the room. "Get over to Ashley's house. I think something happened." Scott says, returning to the living room.
"Wait Aly…" I say. She stops and comes back to sit down.
"Hey I'm here." Brian says.
"So am I." Stiles replies. I nod my head and take a deep breath.
"I need to tell you guys something, but I can't-" I say, my voice trailing off. I grab a piece of paper and write it down.
I CANT SAY IT ALOUD BECAUSE HE'S LISTENING. HE SAID IF I TOLD ANYONE THAT HE'D KILL ME AND EVERYONE CONNECTED TO ME. DEREK HALE…IS A WEREWOLF.
