I didnt sleep once. I had the worst feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt like i was on fire. My breath felt like it kept getting caught in my throught. I couldnt focus on anything. But it was so quiet. Nothing was making a sound, not even my fan. Finally something made noise and i shot out of bed. A gun shot.
I walked out of my house once it was time for school Scott looked down at me as we walked with his bike. "You alright? You look . . ."
"Like shit? Cause thats how i feel." i mumble dragging my feet. "I was hoping i was able to cover it with my makeup."
"What happened?" he then got a serious face. "Was it Derek again?"
I smiled at him. I didnt like when they worry about me, cause they think its much worse then it is. "No Scott im fine." He looked at me like he didnt believe me. So i made him want to change subject by just saying. "It's that time of the month Scott." And i wasnt lying. I started the day before though.
"Gross." He scrunched up his face. I love that guys get grossed out about it. We can make them do anything with only mentioning it. I cant wait to get to Stiles.
"How did it go with Derek?"
He sighed, and looked annoyed. "He's not the Alpha. He's not the one who bit me."
Now that he know's i feel a bit better. Now they should want to try not to piss him off even more then they already do. "Well get to the bottom of this Scott."
Once at school i were given back some of our test. I've been so out of it, i dont know if i even did to well on any of them. Thankfully i got enough to get by. Looking over at Scott, he did much, much worse.
"We can help you study." i whisper to him in class. Stiles nodded next to me.
"Im studying with Allison after school today." He tells us.
"Thats my boy." Stiles says with a grin. I slap his arm.
"We are just studying." he tells him.
"You never know Scott. We women like to keep you guessing."
Stiles was a little to happy to get Scott laid. I drowned out the gross conversation. I watched the teacher write something on the chalk board. All of a sudden my stomach started to turn. The feeling of something bad started to wash over me. I raised my hand, noticing it was shaking.
"Mr. Lane?" i called to get the teacher to turn around. "Can i go to the bathroom?"
"Sure." he said confused to why someone would want to miss his lecture. I got my things together.
"Hey you alright?" Stiles asked me.
"Y-Yea. . ." i force out as i feel the rest of my body started to shake. "I just need a-air." I rushed out the class room and ran to the closest bathroom. I went into a stall and locked it. I dropped all of my stuff onto the ground. I pulled off my jacket. I felt like i was on fire. I couldnt breath, and my heart was beating so fast and so hard i thought it was going to explode. I sat on the ground hugging my knees close to my chest so i could hide my face.
"Everything is fine." i tell my self. "Stop it." i rocked waiting for the feeling to pass. It felt like it lasted for ever. But when the last school bell went off it suddenly stopped. I sat still for a moment, waiting to make sure it was gone. I slowly stood picking up my stuff and walked out the stall.
"Melody?" a voice came. I looked by the door to see Allison and Lydia come in. They both were smiling.
"Hey."
"You alright? you dont look to good." Allison came over to help me put my stuff in my bag.
"Yeah you look like you been partying all night." Lydia says looking at herself in the mirror.
"Im fine." i tell them after putting my jacket back on. "Just tiered. You know, time of the month."
"You should go on the pill." Lydia say's putting on lip gloss. "It helps the cycle."
"Thanks." i said not really thinking much off it. I might not be a virgin but i havent had sex in almost a year. Why should i need a pill? "Ill keep that in mind."
"You sure you're alright?" Allison asked me. I smiled at her.
"Yeah. Im okay." after talking with them for a bit long someone had opened the door, ever so slightly.
"Mel? You in here?" Stiles voice came in.
"Yeah?" i yelled back.
"I was going to give you a ride home. Since you know, Scott's going over Allison's." I looked over at Allison who tried to hind her smile. I smiled and winked at her as i walked to the door.
"Bye." i waved at them as i walked out the door. "Thanks spaz." i tell him as we walked out side.
"Are you sure your-"
I am so sick of hearing that today. "I was changing Stiles." i tell him as we got into his jeep. He looked at me. "You know all the blood-"
"Ah!" he said loud. "La La i dont want to hear it!" he back the car out of the parking spot and started driving down the parking lot till-
"Stiles!" i called seeing Derek walk in front of the car.
"Oh my god!" he slammed on the brakes. Derek looked pale, he looked up seeing us in the car and fell to the ground. "You got to be kidding me! This guy-"
"Derek?" i opened my door and ran in front of the jeep. I neeled down. "Oh my god Derek." He looked so sick. I helped him sit up as Scott and Stiles came to his side.
"What are you doing here?" Scott asked.
"I was shot." Derek say's weakly.
"He's not looking so good dude." Stiles say's.
"Why are you not healing?" i asked him looking around for the wound.
"I cant." he couldnt even lift up his head to look at me. "It was- it was a different kind of bullet."
"A silver bullet?" Stiles asked sounding like he was right about something.
"No. You Idiot."
"Wait wait. Thats what she meant when she said you had 48 hours." Scott said.
"What?" Derek finally looked up.
"Who said that Scott?" i asked not knowing any of this. Im feeling really left out on story time.
"The one who shot you." all of a sudden it seemed like a jolt of pain went threw Derek, and every-time he would open and close his eyes they would change from green to bright blue. "What are you doing! Stop that!"
"I dont think he can Scott." The honking started to get worse and louder. "He's loosing control."
"Help me get him in your car." Scott told Stiles, he then looked at me. "Mel get in."
I raced back to the jeep and jumped into the back as Scott got Derek in. "I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used." Derek told Scott.
"How the hell am i suppose to do that?"
"She's an Argent. She's with them."
"Stiles get in!" i tell him as he just looked around.
"Why should i help you?"
"Cause you need me."
"Scott we dont have time for this." i hiss at him.
"Fine. Ill try." Stiles finally got into the car. "Get him out of here."
"I hate you so much for this." Stiles mumbled driving away.
As we drove i pulled my jacket of and leaned forward so i can see the two better. Derek looked so bad. He was sweating but he was shaking like he was cold. I when into my bag and pilled out my bandanna.
"Hey." i softly said to Derek. He slowly turned his head to me, looking at me with half open eye's. I reached up and wiped his face with my bandanna. "You going to be okay. Right?" He closed his eyes, not giving me a yes or a no.
"Im calling Scott." Stile says taking out his phone. After he called with no answer he texted him.
"Take your jacket off Derek." i told him he leaned up and took it off throwing it down to the floor.
"Hey try not to bleed out of my seats okay." Stiles told him upset. "We are almost there."
"Almost where?" Derek said groggy.
"Your house."
"What? No you cant take me there."
"I cant take you to your own house?"
"Not when i cant protect myself."
Stile getting mad pulled over and stopped the car. "What happened if Scott cant find your little magic bullet? Hmm? Are you dying?"
Hearing that, made my heart stop. Derek looked back at me, as i try and force my heart back down my throught. "Not yet." He said like he was saying it to just me. He then turned back to Stiles. "I have a last resort."
"What do you mean? What last resort." Stiles yelled.
Derek lifted his sleeve showing the red and black bullet hole. I covered my mouth and turned my head away.
"Oh, my, god. What is that? Oh is that contagious? You know what you should probably just get out."
"Stiles!" i yelled at him. "Stop talking about it!"
"Start the car. Now." Derek demanded.
"I dont think you should be barking orders, with the way you look, okay. In fact, you know, if i wanted to, i could probably drag you little werewolf ass out into the middle of the street and leave you for dead."
I looked at stile. He never gotten like that before, and it was surprising. Go Stiles.
"Start the car, or im going to rip out your throught . . ." Uh oh. "With my teeth."
Stiles looked at him like he was going to challenge him, but instead did as he was told. We drove around not sure where to go. Stiles and I both were texting Scott. Trying to get an update.
"What am i suppose to do with him?"Stiles asked Scott when we finally got him on the phone. As they talked i wiped off more sweat from Derek's Face. He looked at me and i gave him a small smile. "And by the way he starting to smell." Derek and I both slowly looked over at Stile. Like really dude? "Like death."
I reached up and slapped him in the head. "Is that necessary?"
Stiles turned to me like i was in the wrong. "What bout your boss?" with a deep sigh, he passed the phone to Derek.
"What happened? What he say?" i asked as Derek talked to Scott.
"He wants us to take him to the animal clinic. He said his boss should have left by now."
"i guess it would be the best place." i tell him patting him on the shoulder. Once Derek was off the phone Stiles started to drive twords the Shelter. Looking back down at Derek's arm, i pulled my hair tie out. I squeezed in-between them two and sat in the middle, with my legs hanging in the back.
"What are you doing?" Stiles asked me.
"We have to stop it from spreading." i tell him i lifted Derek arm so it was laying in my lap. I slowly slid my hair tie over his hand and slowly up his arm. I hear his hiss when i lifted it past the hole. I forced the hair tie up his bicep till it couldnt move anymore.
"We're here." Stiles say's stopping the jeep. "Im going to get the key." He jumped out the jeep running to the back. I climbed out of his side and walked over to Derek's. I opened the door and helped him out of the car.
"You okay to walk?" i asked. He nodded, throwing his good arm around my shoulder for support. Stiles ran back to us and unlocked the side door letting us in.
"Does Northern Blue Monks Hood, mean anything to you?" Stiles asked looking down at him phone.
"Its a rare form of wolfs bane. He has to bring me the bullet."
"Why?"
"Cause im going to die with out it." my heart stopped again, but this time it felt worse. Hearing him say he's gonna die, made my eyes tear up. "Hey." he said in a weak voice. I looked at him blinking back my tears. "Im going to be okay."
Before i could reply Stiles had pulled him up and lead Derek to the door. I walked behind them as Derek pulled off his shirt. Stiles turned on the light and i looked around so anything to help him. Derek walked to the table, placing his much worse arm over it.
"You know, that really doesnt look like anything some echinacea and i good night sleep couldnt take care of." Stile tried to jock. I walked over to the table not seeing anything to help. I gasped seeing his arm.
"When the Infection reach's my heart, it'll kill me." Derek turned and started to look for something.
"Positive just isnt in your vocabulary is it?"
"Stiles please, this isnt something to be positive about." i tell him running my hands threw my hair.
"If he doesnt get here with the bullet in time. . . Last resort." Derek said his back to us.
"Which is?" we asked at the same time.
Derek turned around and held up a small hand saw. "Your going to cut off my arm."
My mouth slowly felt open, and i think all the color had left my face. "C-Cut it off?" i repeated looking from him to the saw.
"Not you him." he slid the saw to stiles who picked it up and looked at it.
"Oh my god." he placed it back down. Derek pulled off my hair tie and replaced it with a blue rubber band. "What if you bleed to death."
"It'll heal if it works."
"If?" i said stepping closer to Derek. "What do you mean if?"
"If it didnt spread past my arm."
"Look i dont know if i can do this." Stiles tells him starting to lose color as well.
"Why not?"
"Well cause of the cutting of the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!"
"You faint at the side of blood?"
"No, but i might at the sight of a chopped off arm!"
"Alright how about this. Either you cut off my arm, or i rip off your head."
"There has to be another way Derek. Scotts going to come." i try and say.
"Okay you know what, im so not buying your threats any-" Derek reached out and grabbed Stiles jerking him foreword. "Oh my god. Okay Alright baught sold. Totally I'll do it, ill do it."
All of a sudden Derek looked away and vomited black goo. "Derek whats happening?!" i asked stepping back from it.
"Its my body . . . trying to heal myself."
"Well it not doing a vary good job of it." Stile joked.
"Now you got to do it now."
"Look, honestly, i dont think i can."
"JUST DO IT!"
Stiles grabbed the saw and put it on his arm. I couldnt just stand there and watch him do it. So i ran up in between Derek and the table. I wrapped my arms around his head, pulling him to me. He layed his head on my chest, and wrapped his good arm around my torso. I closed my eyes tight. "Im here." i whispered. Old feeling started to rise inside my chest.
"Stiles? Mel?" Scott's voice came out. My heart skipped.
"Scott?" Stiles called back. When Scott came around the corner i sighed.
"Thank god Scott."
"What the hell are you guys doing?!" he asked looking at the saw.
Stiles sighed happy. "Oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares."
"Did you get it?" Derek asked lifting his head, but still holding onto me. When Scott diged into his pocket slowly Derek stood straight and held out his hand. Scott handed him the bullet and Derek held it up and looked at it.
"What do you need to do?" i asked him staying where i was.
"Im gonna . . . Im gonna. ."
"Derek?!" i called as he fell to the ground, dropping the bullet. "No, no, no!" i bent down next to him and shaked him. Stiles and Scott went after the bullet leaving me to get Derek up. "Derek please." i whispered. "Please dont die . . ." tears started to run down my face. If he died, i would forever lost my childhood friend, and first love. "Im sorry . . . im not mad at you for leaving. I cant lose you again Derek." More tears fell and i shock him more. "Please Derek . . .Dont leave me . ."
"I got it! I got it!" Scott called out. Stiles came over to me.
"Watch out Mel." he tells me and bent over Derek. "Please dont kill me for this." He then punched him in the jaw. But it woke him up.
"Give me . . ." he said taking the bullet from Scott. I helped him stand up and back at the table. At the table, he bit the top of the bullet off dumping the monkshood out. He then pulled out a lighter and set it on fire. Once is stopped he scooped it into his hand and placed it over his wound pushing it into the hole.
He yelled in pain and fell and fell back to the floor. I cover my mouth watching him pained on the floor. But then, his wound started to heal. Like it was never there.
"That . . .was . . Awesome!" Stiles say. "Yes!"
"You okay?" Scott asked Derek.
"Well, except for the agonizing pain."
"Im guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." Stiles says as Derek stood up. I pushed past the boys tears still running down my face and threw my arms around Derek's neck hugging him tight.
Derek Wrapped his good arm around my torso. "Your alive." i said hugging him tighter. Slowly Derek wrapped an his other arm around my waist.
"Okay we saved your life, which means your gonna leave us alone, you got that?" Scott told him. I pulled away from Derek to look at Scott. "If you dont im gonna go back to Allison's dad, and im going to tell him everything-"
"Scott?!" i said turning my back to Derek. "What the hell?"
"Your going to trust them? You think they can help you?"
"Why not? They're alot freaking nicer then you are."
"I can show you exactly how nice they are." He then looked at Stiles. "Take Melody home."
"What?" i turned back at Derek. "Why?"
He placed his hands on my shoulders. "You've done enough." He slid his hands down to my arms. "Go home."
"Come on Mel." Stiles pulled at my arm, pulling me away from Derek.
Stiles drove me home and we didnt really talk till we pulled up to my house.
"Thanks Stiles . . ." i tell him opening the door.
"Mel?" he called as i shut the door.
"Yeah."
"Do you . . . trust Derek?" I took in a deep breath and slowly nodded.
"Yeah. I do."
He looked at me and sat back in his seat. He had drove away before i got inside my house. Alot happened tonight that i didnt think would happened. Derek almost dieing, Stiles almost cutting off an arm. And i learned something about my self. I was still in love with Derek Hale.