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History Repeats Itself Chapter Nine // Liam Dunbar x OC

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“Garret? They think Garrets the assassin?” Grace shushed her friend, looking around as more people filled the bleachers around them. “Man, I knew there was something off about that guy. Wait, does that mean Violet is too?”

Looking around, Graces eyes landed over to the girl as she took a seat next to Mason. She still couldn’t quite process the fact that these two could be potential assassins. Sure, she had felt something off about Garret but this realization was something she had not been expecting. “Honestly, I’m not sure, it would make sense though. I mean they showed up the same time, they’re basically connected at the hip.”

“On the plus side, Liam looks like he’s doing ok out there. I mean he hasn’t shifted and killed anyone yet so that has to be a good sign, right?” Ella said hopeful. The entire game had the girls on edge. They continued to scan the field, keeping their eyes on their friends and the possible assassin. It was already nearing the half way point and Garret hadn’t tried anything by going after Scott, Kira or even Liam. Since they didn’t know the full list yet, they couldn’t rule out that he wasn’t on the deadpool. Grace had also kept an extra eye on Liam, wincing each time he got hit by a Devenford player. Each time, Scott was near him, more than likely trying to calm him down.

“I still wish he had listened to Scott and sat this one out. I just want this game to be done with.” Grace muttered, her eyes trained on the field.

It had happened so suddenly, an audible gasp going through the crowd that had Grace on her feet. She watched as Liam flew in the air, taking the hit hard from Brett as they both crashed to the ground. What had her on high alert though was Garret near the both.

Grace rushed down the stairs, moving to the Beacon Hills side as they watched Brett get taken off the field. “Is Liam ok?”

“He’s standing so that’s a good sign.” Kira had said, watching as the ref called time for the end of the first half. The team headed towards the sidelines, Scott and Stiles getting to them first. “Hey is Liam ok?” Kira had asked as Scott pulled his helmet off.

“Yeah but we think he might be Garrets target. He missed though on that hit.”

They turned as Liam jogged over, his helmet already off and under his arm.“I talked to coach. I’m out for the rest of the game.”

“What are we going to do?” Kira asked, looking to Scott who let out a breath, wiping the sweat from his face.

“I don’t know. Something doesn’t feel right.” They heard a commotion behind them, Ella hurrying down the bleachers and rushing over, phone clutched in her hand.

“Guys, Lydia just texted me. Meredith showed up at the station and somehow helped Lydia figure out the key to the next part of the list.” Ella rushed out, quickly scrolling through her phone as they all huddled around her.

“Am I on it?” Liam voiced, concern hanging on ever word as Ella quickly shook her head. She moved her phone, giving all of them a look at the photo attached to the text message.

“No…but someone else is. Recognize any name?”

Grace scanned the names, her eyes stopping on one that instantly popped out.

“Brett Talbot.” Scott tensed, immediately turning and running in the direction of the locker room, ignoring Finstocks yells. Stiles was hot on his heels trying to keep up with him, Kira and Liam doing the same, telling the others to hang back and call the sheriff.

As Ella was busy dialing, Grace took that moment to scan the crowd, noting not only Violet was missing but Garret as well. Taking that moment to slip away, she hurried from the field, her eyes starting to scan the parking lot. Her hand instinctively went for the knife she kept by her side, cursing when she forgot it was not there. Moving through the dark lot, she came upon Garrets truck, still parked with no one around.

Pulling her phone out, she made to dial her uncle, but a sharp pain in the back of her head stopped her. Her vison blurred before turning to black as she collapsed on the ground unconscious.

Garret gripped the lacrosse stick in his hands, his head perking up when he heard the sirens. He knew he wouldn’t be able to get Violet out right not. But, looking down at the unconscious girl, a plan started forming. One that involved her and a certain beta.

Liam wondered why Grace had texted to meet at the preserve. It was the first time she had texted him since the night before when all hell had broken loose in the locker room. Scott had been able to stop Violet and save Brett but Garret had gotten away. When he had seen Ella alone, Grace no where in sight he had been a bit worried.

The night before

Moving from the group of lacrosse players as they crowded the halls, cops swarming in and out, Liam made his way over to Ella and Kira, both engaged in conversation. “Hey where’s Grace at?”

Ella had sighed, looking up from her phone. “Emergency came up with her uncle. She texted me, said she had to leave immediately. She said she would text me tomorrow. It’s just weird.”

Kira had tried to smile a bit, hoping to calm her nerves. “It probably has something to do Kate. I’m sure she’s fine.” Liam had noted that Kira too was a bit worried, even though she was trying to hide it from Ella.

His eyes glanced back down at his phone as he scrolled to his messages, stopping over Graces name.

“Liam, there’s something really important I need to show you. I think I may have found a way to help with your control. Meet me at the preserve around 8 and don’t tell Scott. I’m not sure it this will work and don’t want to get his hopes up-Grace.” Sliding the phone back into his pocket, he wondered down the road neighboring the forest, his eyes and nose peeled for Grace.

The hit had come so suddenly that Liam hadn’t been prepared. His body jolted forward, hitting the ground hard enough that he heard a crack. Groaning, he rolled over to his back, his arm moving around to his side, wincing when his hand brushed against what was most likely a broken rib.

“Sorry about that Liam. You know, these roads out here can be pretty hazardous.” Garret smirked as he stepped from the driver’s side, the lacrosse stick held tightly in his hands. Before Liam could react, his former friend stuck the end of the stick into his chest, the blade piercing easily through his flesh. The burning was what Liam felt first, an aching burn slowly seeping into his skin the moment the blade entered. His body fall back, trembling as he screamed. His hands clawed at his chest, taking note of a black substance oozing from the wound.

“What the hell did you do to me!” Liam turned his eyes to Garret who stood proudly, examining the blood coated blade.

“I stuck you with a very rare and powerful wolfsbane. I’m guessing your precious alpha hadn’t mentioned how deadly it is to your kind.” Reaching forward, Garret took a hold of Liams arms, and with surprising strength started to drag him around the side of the truck. Liam had wanted to fight back but whatever Garret had poisoned him with was acting fast, making his body weak. “Now I dosed you with a enough to slow you down a bit but the longer its in your blood, more than likely it will reach your heart and kill you. If Scott doesn’t help me get Violet back, I don’t tell him where you are and you die…along with that pretty hunter girlfriend…oh sorry ex-girlfriend right Liam.”

Garret had dropped Liams body, long enough to get the back of the truck bed open before resuming his mission. The strong scent of peaches hit him before he saw her. Garret dragged him up, Liam tensing when he saw Grace. She was lying on her side, her arms tied behind her back, her ankles taped together, another strip pulled tight across her mouth.

When Grace saw Liam, she continued her struggles, trying to speak around the tape to no avail. Her fingers felt numb against the thick tape, her head still throbbing even now from the hit she had taken. Liam was pushed into the back, Garret locking it back up as he hopped back into the driver’s side, speeding away.

“Grace.” Liam moved his body over to her bound one, his hand moving to gently peel back the tape on her mouth. “Are you ok? Are you hurt?” His eyes scanned her over, looking for any injuries she might have had.

“I’m fine just my head hurts.” She felt her eyes well up as she looked at Liam. “I’m so sorry. Garret, he blindsided me last night in the parking lot. He got my phone and sent the message. God if I hadn’t have been so stupid….”

“Hey sh, sh, sh its ok Grace. This isn’t your fault ok.” Liam moved his hand brushing the disheveled hair from her face. After a few moments, the truck had come to a stop, both of them listening as Garret got out of the truck and walked around, opening the truck bed.

Grace felt her body get jerked from the truck, hearing Liams calls for her as Garret pulled her out. She felt the tape around her ankles cut loose, his hand moving to grip her bound wrist. Feeling her legs free, she was going to take the opportunity to fight back when she felt the cold metal of a gun pressed to her temple.

“Garret don’t! Please just let her go.” Liam scrambled to a sitting position, wincing as he clutched his chest, the dull throb growing in his chest.

“I won’t have to hurt her if you do what I say. Now get out of the truck slowly. You try anything I will shoot her.” To drive his point home, he pressed the gun tighter. Grace tried to hold back the whimper of pain as she felt the barrel dig into her skin.

Liams eyes stayed locked on Garret, flashing between blue and gold every so often. Once he was fully out of the truck he started to move, walking in the direction Garret had told him, his hold on Grace still tight and secure. He felt helpless not being able to do anything. He knew he could try to shift but he didn’t want to take the risk with the gun still pointed at Grace.

“Ok stop. See that well. There’s a rope ladder. Your going to climb down until you reach the bottom.” Liam had no choice as he did what Garret said, taking on last look at Grace before descending down further into the old well. It felt as if hours had passed before he had reached the bottom, letting for and landing in the water, feeling it come up to his mid chest.

Grace felt the tape around her wrists loosen, he body pushed forward towards the well. Turning her head, she came face to face with the gun as Garret pointed it at her. “Ok now your turn. Start climbing.”

“Garret you don’t have to do this ok. There has to be another way. Maybe we..” she flinched, her hands moving to cover her ears as the shot rang through the preserve. The bullet had barely missed, connecting with the edge of the well she was standing beside.

“Shut up and start climbing or the next time I won’t miss.” He had shouted, his eyes blazing with fury, the gun steady in his hand. Seeing that there was no way to talk him down, Grace reluctantly pulled herself over the edge, her hands gripping the rope ladder as she slowly lowered herself down. She continued down, feeling the chill from the water below and the rocks around her, realizing she was only dressed in the jeans shorts and t shirt she had worn to the game the night before.

She yelped when her foot made contact with the water, the cold seeping through her shoe before she slowly slipped in, reluctantly letting go of the ladder as t was quickly pulled up. The two captives starred up, Garrets figure smaller now than before.

“For both your sakes I hope Scott is quick.” And with that he was gone, leaving the two teens alone. Moments passed in silence, each of them trying to process everything that was happening.

“They’ll find us. Scott, my uncle. I know they will.” Grace had been the first to speak. She had believed her words, remembering all the times Scott had come through when the decks were stacked. This time wouldn’t be any different.

Taking another look up at the top of the well, Liam was not so sure. “I hope your right.”

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