Ch. 36 Anchors
"No, no, no. Don't let them in." I clenched my hands around the sheets as a small whimper escaped my mouth. "Don't let them in. No, don't let them in." I twisted my sheets around as I wanted to beat my own mind. Then my eyes shot open.
I was no longer in my soft bed, but something hard. There was light coming from some cracks. I raised my hands and felt what was in front of me. It was hard, like metal. A locker, maybe. I pushed the metal door open with my werewolf strength. I got out and I looked to my left and I saw Stiles standing there looking confused. The door creaked open. We both turn towards it. I felt like I had to go and do something about the door.
We walked towards the open door. We were in the school. It was dark and empty. I walked down the hall, my bare feet sticking to the floor with sweat, I think it was. There was also a slight chill in the air. I was shivering, I was in a short tank top and short shorts.
A classroom door opened up. I shared a look with Stiles and we stepped forward. I followed Stiles in the open classroom. It looked like Ms. Blake's old room. It was destroyed with the Nementon just sitting in the middle of it. I walked around the Nementon and I ended up on the opposite side of it. I put my hand out shakily and I saw Stiles doing the same thing.
I pressed my pressed my hand on the wood. Nothing happened. As I was taking my hand off some vines came out of it and pulled my hand back down. I pulled and pulled trying to take my hand out.
I shot up in bed, sweat dripping down my face. I was panting and looking around my room. I let out a sigh of relief falling back on my elbow.
"You okay?" Peter asked, sitting up in bed, "Chelsea, what is it?"
"Uh, it was just a dream" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and opened them back up. "A really weird dream" I made a weird face, "Like it was a dream within a dream. It was weird"
"It's okay, just go back to sleep"
"Yeah-" I stopped short looking at him. I realized I was dreaming because Peter has been missing for a few days. One hand was holding mine and he kissed my shoulder. Then my brows furrowed together.
"Peter? What are you doing here?" I asked, turning to look at him. Something was really wrong here. The door creaked, cutting Peter's answer off. I turned, looking at it. The door was ajar. I scrunched my nose and my brows furrowed together. I pushed the covers off of me and went to stand up.
"Chelsea, where are you going?" Peter asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"I'm just going to close the door" I told him.
"Just go back to sleep" Peter suggested, pulling me closer to him.
"No, no, I should close it." There was like a little voice in my head that I should close it. I had to close it.
"Don't worry about it." Peter murmured.
"What if someone gets in?" I questioned.
"Like who? just go back to sleep, Chelsea" Peter kissed my shoulder again. I pulled away.
"No." I whispered "But what if they get in?" I got out of bed.
"What if who gets in?" Peter asked. I didn't answer him, I just walked towards the door, "Chelsea, just leave it. Please" He sound like he didn't want me to leave him. I stepped closer to the door. "Chelsea" He forcefully said "Chelsea, come back to bed" I ignored him and kept walking.
"Chelsea. Please" I reached for the doorknob, "Dont', Chelsea. Don't!" I pulled the door open, it didn't open up to the hallway like it's supposed to instead it was just pitch darkness, "Don't go in there, please, don't. Please, Chelsea, don't!" But it was too late, I stepped through the door.
My feet was on what felt like the forest floor. I turned around to look behind me and my bedroom was gone along with Peter. I turned back as lights came on, illuminating the Nementon again.I frantically looked up to see if anyone was there and I saw Stiles on the other side.
"It's a dream" I murmured, "This is just a dream" I whispered, trying to wake myself up, "It's just a dream, wake up Chelsea!" I cried out, I banged my hand on my head. Nothing. I grabbed fistfuls of my hair. "You're dreaming. All right? So, wake up, Chelsea" I needed to wake up. I just had to.
"Wake up, Chelsea" I whispered to myself. I felt like I couldn't do anything. I scratched my face with my nails drawing blood. Nothing was working. "WAKE UP!" I screamed.
The sunlight coming through the window woke me up. I carefully looked around. I ran my hand down my face and sighing. "Just a dream" I whispered. Then someone knocked on the door.
"Hey, sweetheart, time to get up for school" Mom said as she walked by. "Get your butt to school" I got dressed and got onto my motorcycle and left. There was like a little voice in my head telling me something this isn't real it kept whispering over and over. I walked into the school and I saw Lydia. She looked like she knew something was wrong so I spilt my guts about the dream.
"And you couldn't wake up?" Lydia asked as I finished.
"Nope, it was freaking terrifying" I shuddered as we went down the stairs. "It was so bad. There's a word for it too...you ever heard of sleep paralysis?"
"When you have a dream where you feel like you're about to wake up, but you can't move or talk because during your sleep your body is basically paralyzed" She stated. I nodded and I heard that small voice again Chelsea! Please, Wake Up!
"It's freaky" I added and looked at her.
"Sometimes your mind can wake up before your body does" Lydia continued, "So for this split second, you're actually aware that your body is paralyzed."
"And that is the terrifying part" I said. "It turns your dream into a nightmare. You can feel like you're falling, like you're being strangled, or in my case, like you are at a center of a grove of magical trees where human sacrifices took place" I sighed out as we walked into our classroom. Chelsea! PLEASE!
"You think it means something?"
"What if what we did that night-what if it's still affecting us?" I asked.
Lydia shrugged and we took our seats "I really don't know what's happening to me, but you want to know what scares me the most?" Lydia just stared at me "I'm not even sure this is real."
And I shot up in bed screaming. I screamed and screamed. I kept moving around in my bed. I was sweating badly. I was screaming my little heart out. I started crying while I was screaming. I just couldn't stop screaming.
My door burst open as my mom came running in, Scott and Isaac behind her. Mom jumped on my bed, tugging me into her lap, arms wrapped around me as I shook.
"Hey, hey" She frantically whispered as my eyes darted back and forth around the room. "It's okay, Chels. It's okay. Chelsea, it's okay" She murmured as she smoothed down my hair.
Scott and Isaac stared at me as I clung onto mom's forearm like a lifeline. Mom was wrapped around me. I was still shaking. I was softly crying to myself. It was just a dream I kept whispering. Scott and Isaac heard me and both have looks of sadness. I slowly stopped shaking and I passed out.
~Next Day~
My alarm went off, I felt an arm move and turn it off. I open my eyes to see I'm sandwiched in between Scott and Isaac. I sighed and tried to get up only to be pulled back down by Scott.
"Where are you going?"
"To get ready for school" I told him in a 'duh' tone. He sighed and Isaac looked at me,
"There is no way we could convince you to stay home is there?" I shook my head and smiled. They sighed and went to their own rooms to get ready.
I took a shower and got changed. I picked my bag up from my bed and went towards the door only to be stopped by looking at my shadow. On my shadow my claws were out, I quickly looked down to see my hands were normal. I sighed and shook my head. I got on my motorcycle and headed to school.
I got off my bike and looked on the helmets shade and I saw my eyes glow silver. I blinked and they were back to normal. I let out a breath and walked down the steps, I looked down and I saw my shadow look like a beast. I started running down the steps to see the shadow following still in form of the beast.
I was stopped by Stiles and Scott. Scott looked like he just got done running too.
"Hey, are you guys alright?" Stiles asked "You guys don't look okay"
"We're okay" I told him and Scott nodded.
"No, you're not" Stiles shook his head "It's happening to you too isn't it?"
I gave Stiles a look and he just looked at us he knew what was going on, "You guys are seeing things, aren't you?" He added.
"How'd you know?" We quietly asked.
"Because it's happening to all four of you" Lydia said, making us turn to her. I looked at her and saw Allison standing beside her.
"So what's happening to you three?" She asked.
"Sleep paralysis" Stiles answered.
"Hallucinations" Scott said looking down. They all turns towards me and I sighed,
"Sleep paralysis and hallucinations." I looked at them and Lydia's gaze caught on my wrists,
"What's on your wrist" I looked at her oddly and looked down at both of my wrists. There was tattoo's now lined up inside my wrists, one says Stilinski's with sparks around it, the other says Argents with an arrow going through it. I looked at them and I saw Allison and Stiles look at me.
Lydia smirked before turning away and walking towards the double doors.
"Well, well, look who's no longer the crazy one." Lydia chirped out as she opened the doors.
"We're not crazy" Allison tried to defend us.
"Hallucinating? Sleep paralysis? Waking up with some new tattoos?" Lydia turned to us with a small smile on her face "Yeah, you guys are fine."
"We did die and came back to life. That's gotta have some side effects, right?" I asked as the bell rang.
"We keep an eye out for each other." Stiles said, looking at us. Scott nodded, "And Lydia, stop enjoying this so much" He said as he walked by.
I had Art class with Isaac, Allison and Lydia first. I was trying to paint and I looked over at Allison to see her hand shaking, she threw down her paintbrush and stare at her paper. I looked back at my paper and I started randomly painting. When I was done it turned out to be a red door opened slightly ajar. I stared at it and I remember my dreams from last night. The bell rang and I caught up to Scott and Stiles with my picture.
"Stiles" I caught up with him. He turned and looked at me, I held up the painting "Look familiar?" He stared at it "I was in your dream last night wasn't I?"
"Yeah" He whispered,
"Stiles, you were in mine last night. I think we shared the same dream" He looked at me and went to his locker and tried to do his combination. He was staring at it and I saw Scott's eyes go red. I hit Stiles' shoulder he looked at me in alarm. I pointed at Scott, his red eyes were out.
"Scott, Chelsea, your eyes"
"What about them?" Scott asked.
"They're starting to glow"
"Right now?" I asked.
"Yes, right now!" Stiles hissed out and was looking around the hall to see if anyone was noticing.
"Scott, Chelsea stop" He said as our fangs came out.
"We can't- we can't control it" I swallowed and I was walking towards an empty classroom.
"Get back. Get away from us"
"You guys it's okay" He assured us.
"We don't know what's going to happen. Get back." I shoved my claws into my palms and watched as blood dripped out and I was returning human. I saw Scott doing the same thing.
"Pain makes you human" I whispered out. Stiles crouched in front of us.
"Guys, this isn't just in our heads" Stiles realized, "This is real. And it's starting to get bad for me too." He looked at me, "For both of us. We're not just having nightmares. We're having dreams where we literally scream ourselves awake." Stiles paused looking at Scott "And sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm actually ever waking up"
"What do you mean?" Scott whispered.
"Do you know how you can tell if you're dreaming? You can't read in dreams." Stiles said "More and more, the past few days, I've been having trouble reading. It's like I can't see the words. I can't put the letters in order"
"Like, even now?" Scott asked. Stiles looked behind us at the board. He got to his feet and looked around.
"I can't read a thing"
Rest of the school day went by fast and the next thing we know is we are going home. When we got home I saw Isaac and Scott talking about Lydia and Allison and I was behind him.
"Right at her head?" I asked causing Isaac to jump.
"Almost right through it. And she keeps saying the same thing, that she keeps seeing her aunt. Whatever is happening to you guys is getting worse. If I hadn't been there, then Lydia would be dead" Isaac said and I moved closer in the room next to Scott.
"What were you doing there?" I ask. He looked at Scott and I stepped back while Scott threw Isaac into the wall.
"Oh come on! This house doesn't have the supernatural ability to heal" Mom shouted and I giggled. I felt something happening with my hand and I saw it was shaking and I doubled over when I felt pain.
"Chelsea?" Scott asked. I went down on my knees and gave a small cry of pain. "Chelsea? What is it?" My spiral and triskele tattoo started glowing and my eyes changed to their silver color with red specks. The next thing I know I'm seeing nothing but darkness.