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(This is a Lydia Martin GirlxGirl story)
Florence Clarke has lived all around the world with her adoptive family since her parents left her when she was young. And where her family goes, destruction tends to come with.
But one day...
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Chapter Thirty-Three 💰 Perishable 💰
"It's not just that she could still be alive-" Florence said as she, Stiles, Lydia and Stilinski walked into his office, "It's that she would've had to fake her death." Lydia finished making Stilinski raise his eyebrows at her. "Your grandmother, Lorraine Martin, faked her death?" Stilinski asked and the three of them nodded.
"Definitely."
"Maybe."
"Probably."
"Oh, I'm guessing you got a story to back this up?" Stilinski sighed, "She might be helping the Benefactor..." Lydia trailed off and Florence nodded. "Or is the Benefactor..." She said making Stilinski nod, "That sounds like a story worth hearing." He said then shut the door but opened it after a few minutes of talking.
"Anybody seen Parrish?" He asked, glancing around, "Haigh?" He asked making Haigh look up slightly wide eyed. 'Haven't seen him." He said, shaking his head while Florence looked at him wearily before Stilinski nodded and shut the door.
Lydia was about to say something but Florence head subconsciously turned to the window right as someone walked through the front doors. "Woah..." She mumbled making everyone follow her gaze to see Parrish, covered head to toe in black smudges, charge at Haigh making Haigh shot a couple times. "Hey! HEY!" Stilinski yelled rushing out of the office with his gun drawn.
Parrish punched Haigh causing him to accidentally pull the trigger, shooting Stilinski in the shoulder making Lydia scream. Stiles rushed over to his dad while Florence ran forward.
"Parrishq!" Florence yelled but he was obviously to focused on beating the shit out of Haigh. "Jordan!" Florence yelled with a bit of power in her voice as she grabbed Parrish's shoulder, pulling him away from Haigh before he killed him. She kept her arm over his chest as she looked into his eyes, not realizing how her eyes turned purple-red momentarily when their eyes met.
"That's enough." She said and his heavily breathing started to calm down, "You calm now?" She asked and he look a deep breath before nodding. "What happened?" She asked and he glared down at Haigh, "He tried to burn me alive." Parrish said making Florence look at him confused.
