"So you drink blood? Like literally..drink it?" Stiles questioned with wide eyes as Ariana licked the remaining blood off of her lips.
Stiles would never admit it, but he was amazed by the brunette girl enjoying the taste of his blood. She looked as if she was savoring every last drop.
"Do you feed on humans? Do you kill them?" Stiles continued interrogating the girl, who stood with arms crossed in front of her.
"I don't kill. Yes, I drink from humans. But I compel them to forget and I heal them with my blood. It's very complicated, but I've been doing it for five hundred years." She explained, walking slowly in a circle around the two boys.
"You've been alive for five hundred years?" Stiles asked, dumbfounded. Ariana nodded, then tilted her head slightly.
"Not technically alive, but yes." She replied.
"What the hell? How have we never heard of this?" Stiles turned to Scott, who stood completely silent. Ariana paced to her stack of clothes and began to unzip her dress.
"I kinda need to get changed. You guys staying for the show, or..?" She teased, the small of her back fully exposed. Stiles eyes widened at the sight while Scott rubbed the back of his neck.
"We will just..go..yeah. But when you're done changing, you're coming with us. You aren't staying here. It gets close to freezing in the morning." Scott insisted, then began walking out of the den. Stiles nodded along, following behind his friend.
"Aren't you afraid of me? I could rip your throat out at any second." Ariana asked, putting emphasis on the last sentence. Her hand was still on the zipper of her dress, making sure not to drop the fabric off of her body.
"No, I'm not afraid." Scott replied, turning to face the girl.
"I'm a little afraid." Stiles said quietly then looked down, earning a chuckle from Ariana.
The two boys exited the cave as Ariana stripped the dress from her body. She quickly threw on a pair of gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt, then ran her fingers through her hair.
"Okay I'm ready." She said as she reached the opening of the cave.
The two boys led her through the woods to a parked blue jeep.
"Who's is this?" She asked, getting in the backseat while Scott got in the passengers. Stiles got in the drivers seat and put the key into the ignition, turning it to start the engine.
"Mine." Stiles stated, then began driving. Ariana wasn't sure where exactly they were going, but she didn't care.
Stiles and Scott discussed where Ariana would stay for the night and decided she would stay with Stiles since his dad would be gone all night and there would be no need for permission.
After dropping Scott off at his house, Ariana hopped into the passenger seat. Stiles hands were steady on the steering wheel as he drove home.
"So, you're human?" Ariana questioned, gazing towards Stiles who nodded.
"I was possessed by an evil spirit for a while." He added in, then chuckled. Ariana smiled and faced forward.
"Interesting."
"..and this is my room. Sorry for the mess." Stiles spoke as he opened the door to his room. Ariana walked in behind him and gazed around the room. There was a large bed, a desk, many posters on the walls, and a large board full of pictures and scraps of paper.
"Nice. Am I sleeping in here, or do you have a guest room?" Ariana asked, sitting down in the chair by the desk. Stiles plopped down on his bed and put his hands to his forehead.
"You'll have to sleep in here, but I'll sleep on the couch if you want." Stiles offered, sitting up on the edge of his bed. Ariana shook her head and stood to her feet, pulling down on the hem of her shirt.
"No, you don't have to sleep on the couch. It's a big bed." She insisted, then ran her fingers across the blue comforter.
"Okay." Stiles shrugged and grabbed a pair of pajamas from his dresser. He went to the bathroom to change while Ariana laid down and got comfortable in the bed.
"Goodnight, Stiles. Thank you for doing this for me." She said when he came back in and got in the bed next to her.
"It's what I do." He replied simply, then turned out the lights.
Ariana's eyes fluttered open as her body was being slightly shaken by Stiles. She sucked in a deep breath and pulled the heavy blankets away from her.
"I'm sorry for waking you up but school starts in an hour." Stiles said quietly as the girl sat up in the bed. Strands of her hair were everywhere, covering her eyes. Ariana moved it away from her face and straightened her shoulders.
"I don't have my clothes." She stated, realizing she had left them in her home.
"Lydia left some clothes here once so you can wear those if you want. She won't care." Stiles replied, motioning to an outfit laying on the bed next to her. It was a black top, an emerald skirt, and black heels. Ariana nodded and stood from her place on the bed. Realizing Stiles said Lydia had left the clothes there, Ariana's face twisted into a confused state.
"So, you and Lydia? Are you guys like..a thing?" She questioned, picking the clothes up off the bed and making her way to the door. Stiles shook his head and chuckled.
"Oh no. I had a crush on her for years, but it never turned into anything." He explained, resulting in a nod from Ariana.
"Gotcha. Well, I'm going to go change. Be right back." She said before twisting the doorknob and leaving the room.
There was no doubt that Ariana looked good in the outfit. The skirt hugged her curves perfectly and the heels elongated and slimmed her legs. Stiles moved his eyes up and down her body once, the corner of his lip turned up into a smirk.
"You look good. Like, really good." He spoke as he picked his backpack up off of the floor. Ariana smiled and adjusted her purse on her shoulder, then followed Stiles out of the room.
"Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself." She said as they both walked downstairs and out the door.
