#handsoffthejeep

[halesinferno]

@handsoffthejeep

                     Grumbling under his breath Derek had other things to do with his time. He didn’t want to argue with a kid-- not to mention STILES. That was all the two of them seemed to do.  ❝Don’t you have somewhere else you’re supposed to be or is school totally out of the question?❞

[thehauntedhuntress]

@handsoffthejeep

Allison gathered up the now clean cutlery in her hands and pulled open the drawer that held her unused silverware. “Stiles, could you grab the-” But the words stopped coming out, because suddenly there was no oxygen in the room anymore. She couldn’t breathe- because where the drawer should have been was a hole gaping into the ground and her.

Kate.  Kate was there she was right there, writhing in the shadows, crawling up towards her. Wet, guttural noises spilled from her aunt’s bloody lips like she was trying to scream but the sound was stopped by the gash across her throat. 

The silverware cascaded out of her hands and onto the floor. Allison stumbled backwards from the open drawer and crashed into the counter with an aborted scream stuck in her throat.