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Chapter 14
Stiles
I didn't know how long I had been out of it but, by the time I came too, it was dark.
Wasn't it dark when I passed out? Was Zane...
Zane! Shit!
My eyes snapped open. The first thing I noticed was my head was bending down. The second thing I noticed? I was fucking chained! For the second time that evening, I was shaking.
I was sweating.
I was finding it hard to breathe and it felt like I was choking.
I felt sick.
I felt dizzy.
My heart was palpitating and my chest hurt.
Another panic attack.
"N-No!" I stuttered, struggling against the mountain ash laced metal that was wrapped around my waist and wrists. "No, no! NO!"
The more I struggled, the tighter the chains got.
The tighter the chains got, the harder it was to breathe.
The harder it was to breathe, the more I panicked.
"GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THESE THINGS!" I screamed, the panic becoming too much.
I needed to breathe. I needed to move. Why was I even chained up?!
I heard shuffling somewhere behind me, bringing to light that I was in fact chained to the stairs I had been sitting on. I heard the stomp of footsteps as people ran over to me, someone unlocking both sets of chains, even as I continued to struggle, talking to me even though I couldn't make out what they were saying. But their voice was calming. Calming and soothing, but that did nothing to stop the panic.
As soon as the chains fell away, I chucked them off as quickly as I could, getting them as far away from me as possible, letting them slide down the stairs. As I struggled after I was released, I fell forwards colliding with a wall of warm muscle. It was then that I saw Derek with a key, looking concerned again.
We stayed like that for a moment, even after Derek helped me to sit on one of the steps of the stairs again. My hand had shot out, gripping onto one of the wooden bars on the banister.
"I don't like chains either." I gasped out in a quiet voice.
"Stiles, you need to calm down." Derek told me, gently.
"I need to run again. I need to find somewhere else to go."
"Stiles, you don't need to run anywhere."
"Maybe I should go abroad. Like England."
"Stiles..."
"I can't let him find me again."
A hand touched my shoulder, silencing me instantly.
Slowly, somehow, my breathing started to regulate, my heartbeat started to slow. That had never happened before. His hand on my shoulder was nothing like Zane's on my neck. It didn't feel wrong, it wasn't uncomfortable, it wasn't painful...
Hesitantly, I looked up into the face of the Alpha wolf. Derek was frowning slightly.
"You don't need to run anymore." Derek repeated.
"You're staying with us." Peter agreed, serious for once.
"But you do need to explain what the fuck just happened." Jackson commented, slowly.
That did it... My heart rate spiked again as my hand tightened around the banister. Derek growled over at Jackson, the sudden low and loud rumbling making me jump, forcing my hand to constrict around the wooden bar so much that it snapped.
I stared at the piece of wood in my hands, splinters of wood hanging off each end of it. I stared at it, before turning to face Derek, opening my mouth to apologise, placing the piece of wood down. The Alpha just held his hand up, shaking his head.
"Don't say sorry." Derek said.
"Yeah, you told me you always hate when people apologise for something they didn't do." Danny smiled. "Or in this case, didn't mean."
I pulled my lip between my teeth, biting hard.
There was a beat of silence. A seemingly long silence, where I just stared down at my feet. But I had to speak. I needed to explain about Zane. I had to explain about my shifting. They deserved that much from me.
So, slowly, I lifted my head again.
"I will explain." I whispered, brokenly. "But I can't now..."
"Why don't we watch a DVD?" Allison suggested. "You know, a really cheesy one. Come on, Stiles, you pick."
Slowly, giving me time to pull away, Allison took my hand, pulling it gently until I stood up and started to follow her. As soon as I had stepped off of the last stair, Allison let go of my hand, placing her arm around my shoulders, Lydia doing the same on the other side.
It was strange. And I knew everyone could tell I thought that. But that didn't deter the two girls as the steered me towards the living room.
Allison and Lydia guided me until they got me to sit down in front of the giant stack of DVDs, telling me to look through and pick the first one. The rest of them seemed to encourage this, all smiling a little, no one mentioning anything else but the movies.
Words could not describe how grateful I was for that...
So, I was looking through the DVDs piled on the floor. I took the DVD off of the top of the pile – after seeing what it was – starting a new pile next to it. I kept going and kept going.
Until I found it.
I wasn't even close to halfway through the pile, but I found it.
I froze, looking at the case, smiling sadly at the title and picture. I hadn't watched it in years, let alone any of the others...
"What?" Lydia asked, softly.
"When she was still alive, my mom used to watch Disney films with me." I explained. "We'd watch them for hours, singing along to the songs or quoting it at the same time... It always made me feel better, especially when I was sick or had a hard time at school. I haven't watched any Disney films since she...since she died."
"I haven't had a Disney marathon in years!" Isaac grinned. "Put it in!"
I honestly thought it would have been harder to get them all to agree – especially Derek, Peter, Jackson, Boyd and Erica.
Nope!
They were all for it, straight away, not one of them lying.
So, that was how we were all gathered on the floor, and had watched 101 Dalmatians first. Seriously, it was like one giant puppy pile and I was between Derek and Isaac.
It went on for a while, so thank God we had so much food and drink out.
I mean, we got through: 101 Dalmatians, Beauty and the Beast – a fun one to watch with werewolves –, The Emperor's New Groove – heh, 'ugly, stinky, llama face' –, and Hocus Pocus – we had to have one Halloween film.
Yeah, it was safe to say we were well into the early morning of November 1st now...
We had only just started Hocus Pocus though, when I finally decided I should say something. They hadn't pushed me for an answer, and that just made me like the all so much more.
"So, I guess I can't keep pretending I'm a normal human anymore, huh?" I muttered.
Derek paused the DVD, everyone turning to me, but staying quiet.
"No." Derek mused. "Would have been better to hear about it from you first, rather than Deaton."
"What?!"
"Deaton thought we all knew already, so he mentioned it to me."
Groaning, I ran my hands through my hair, dragging them down my neck.
"What the fuck are you anyway?" Erica asked.
"Half werewolf half were-fox. I like to call myself a were-folf." I sighed. "My mom was a were-folf, but her dad was a werewolf and her mom was a were-fox. My mom and I are the only were-folfs I know of, and now it's only me left. You saw what I look like: beta form of a wolf, fox tail, half wolf half fox ears, one purple eye one red eye."
"Purple is the colour for the fox, every were-fox has purple eyes." Derek added. "But the red eye means your wolf is an Alpha."
"When my grandpa died, my mom became Alpha. When my mom died, I became Alpha. We didn't tell anyone what we were, not even my dad."
Everyone nodded, understanding the reluctance to let anyone in on such an important secret... At least they knew what it was like.
"I'm not the best at controlling it... I have to dig my claws into my skin if I feel like I'm shifting... But that's because my mom didn't have time to teach me properly. I had to teach myself and I only just managed to get myself through a full moon without turning and going crazy." I explained. "I have healing powers, but I don't heal as fast a werewolf – a drawback to my fox – but I heal faster than humans. Some scars don't heal, which is why I've got so many of them. When I turn into a fox, and only a fox, I have no Beta form, I look exactly like one. In that form I can manipulate the different elements – fire, water, Earth, air – but only in that form. As a wolf I can turn into my Beta and Alpha form, depending on what I want to do. But, like my fox, I only have one form as a half and half, which is the form you saw."
They all nodded, slowly. It was a lot of information, I knew that... But I had to tell them.
"As a human, I can use mountain ash to form a barrier, too..." I finished lamely.
It was silent for so long.
We sat there for what felt like hours, but really it was only ten minutes, before I lifted my head up to stare straight ahead at the wall in front of me.
"Are you mad?" I whispered, feeling like I was younger than all of them instead of one of the oldest. "Are you going to kick me out because I'm dangerous?"
"What? No!" Derek scoffed.
"We understand why." Boyd nodded.
"Like I said," Peter stretched. "You're staying with us."
"What about Zane?" Scott asked, hesitantly.
And I should have so expected that...
"Forget about it. It was nothing." I mumbled.
"That was nothing?!" Derek hissed.
"Compared to what he usually does to me? Yes."
"Stiles..."
Sighing, I guessed I couldn't really keep this away from them. So I just dived right into explaining.
I told them about how I met Zane after school, in the parking lot. I told them how he seemed like an alright guy, so I started dating them. I said how he acted just like he did while he was in the house, all charming and caring and stuff.
I told them how a few months later he started getting violent, using knives and fire and a baseball bat and a range of other stuff. I told them the three reasons he had for doing it – for me 'learning my place' in out 'relationship', for 'learning' that he was 'in charge' and so he could beat the shit out of me for not giving in to having sex with him.
I told them how I couldn't leave or tell anyone – he would kill me! Besides, who would believe the kid who got arrested so much, even if he didn't actually do the crime.
I didn't hold back on anything this time, noting how horrified even Isaac looked. And he had told me what his dad did to him! I told them everything to do with Zane, start to finish.
And it actually felt good to get it off of my chest.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Jackson asked, once I had finished speaking.
"Honestly?" I sighed. "I didn't think you would help."
"Why did he say you're still together?" Lydia wondered.
"Well I didn't exactly say I was leaving!" I shrieked. "And if I went to him 'oh, by the way, we're breaking up', be would have fucking killed me!"
Groaning, I let myself fall backwards onto the pile of pillows and duvets, placing my hands over my face.
"Well, hey. You got us now." Isaac smiled. "You're one of us now, part of our freaky little family."
That was the first time in a long time that I actually felt cared for and a part of something.
That was when I realised; I had been missing these people from my life for far too long.
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