IV
HURT
After breakfast Allison opens the front door and gets out of the house, her dad is still home watering the flowers, they are a kind of bush-flower which name she don't know, countless long stems with long purple petals that surprisingly contrast in a delightful way the charcoal of the outside walls, she has seen her dad once or twice working on them but isn´t until now that she wonders since when he´s interested in flowers, so you´re good a gardening uh?
"You´re leaving pretty early" He says with a smile.
"Yeah, I´m not sure about my chemistry homework and wanna compare it with Lydia´s" She lies, she lies a big smile, carving deep her dimples to not let him doubt about her, tho he probably does already. She hasn´t seen the chest again, after that night Allison has tried to find it again but it has vanished, so it means he´s worried that she might find it out, or maybe he knows that she knows, but what does she know exactly? Her dad does gardening, even though she haven´t seen him taking care of a plant in her seventeen years old, and he does know how to shot an arrow and that´s why they call him longshot Argent, and now she just found out that he´s, Allison is not sure what to think everything is so odd and she´s so mad, so angry at him for keeping things from her, and she´s terrified to find out why her dad need those weapons, he´s an architect for god sake, why do he need a crossbow? Or a gunshot?
Allison reaches her dad, he kiss her temple and she gets into her car, driving away from the person she supposes to trust more in the whole world, and instead she´s not sure if she even knows him at all.
….
When Scott gets into the jeep Stiles scowls and turns on the engine. Scott looks tired, deep hollows carved beneath his eyes, hasn´t sleep well? Maybe not being back in training, and his debut game as captain just a few days away.
"Are you still mad at me?" Asks with puppy eyes, and Stiles can´t help not snort.
"No, why would I be?" Stiles replies casually.
"I don´t maybe because I had to take the bus yesterday back home?" Scott says with embarrassing as Stiles starts driving toward school.
"Umm… I told you I had things to do"
"Ok I´m just being a little paranoid" Scotts mumbles. "I was a little busy too, actually"
"Yeah?" Stiles frowns, what? Hanging out with your new friends?
"Umm… Allison and I had kind of date yesterday"
"I know" Stiles wryly his eyes on the road.
"You know?" Scott says shocked and somewhat hurt.
"Yeah, Allison told me, does it matter?"
"I…umm… I didn´t know you were that kind of close" Scott looks resentful, his fingers fidgeting on his lap.
"We´re just friends you don´t have to feel intimidated by my stunning good-looking face" Ha! Can´t remember when was the last time I said a joke.
"I´m not… I´m just, I mean… you just knew each other"
"So you did too" I just feel like I´ve always knew her and yeah I have this kind of weird connection with her, every time we touch or see each other in the eyes something bizarre burst in my chest, but I´m not telling you, you´re probably gonna freak out.
"So…umm… about that conversation we had"
"Don´t worry Scott, you have new friends is ok, cool" Stiles says with an empty grin, he doesn´t like Derek or Isaac or any other of the guys he saw in the party, but isn´t like Scott is going to listen, he doesn´t like them, he doesn´t trust them, there´s something odd about them and all that stay out of the woods thing, they´re not normal, they scare the hell out of him, and he probably should tell the police about them, about the lurking, the strangling attempt and the we know what´s out there in the woods thing, it´s probably them, it have to be them or how else how they would know?
….
So here´s Allison´s plan she´s not going to freak out, of course she´s not, it´s her dad after all it must be an explanation for all that, like maybe he´s just saving them for someone else, what would turn him into a shill, well, being accomplice isn´t that bad that being the bad guy but still isn´t like the best choice, what if her dad killed that boy in the woods? No it couldn´t have been him, the police says it was an animal, and the thing she saw wasn´t human at all, well maybe a little, but her dad hasn´t big crappy shinning red eyes, that´s a win, maybe she should cancel her date with Scott what if her dad finds out? What if he decides to use one of his weapons in her boyfriend? Boyfriend? She´s not sure what they are but they´re definitely more than just friends, god! Like was simpler just a day ago, when her dad wasn´t a possible criminal and she sucked in billiard.
"Allison!" Lydia shrieks.
"Ah? Umm Sorry, what I´ve missed?"
"Are you alright?" Lydia says with concern.
"Yeah, sure I´m just sleepy that´s all"
"You´re mind isn´t here" Stiles points out and then Allison jumps on her seat, they were in the cafeteria, how in the hell they got there? She has been lost in her thoughts.
"Speaking of" Lydia adds staring at Stiles the same way he is looking at Allison.
"I´m not" He says with a grin.
"Where´s Jackson?" Allison asks flickering.
"He´s with the rest of team" Lydia explains, "They´re all nervous because their big game is almost here"
Allison slight tilts her head toward the Lacrosse´s team table and see they guys speaking in low voice at each other for of them staring at Scott almost as if they were plotting, and then she thinks again about her dad, about the weapons and about all the pain she feels, what´s is her dad after too?
"True" She mumbles.
"Did you find out who Lahey is?" She says looking at Stiles who´s heart probably skips a beat because he´s gaping at her, and he´s thinking twice before replying, what´s he hiding?
"What do you two want with Isaac?" Lydia frowns.
"What?" Allison says, "It is Isaac?" She looks at the team´s table again, she´s sure she didn´t say it too aloud yet his head instantly moves in their direction in that subconscious act that people usually do when they hear someone mentioning their name, but he´s too far to hear them, and he´s not hurt, he looks too healthy actually, lately the only thing Allison is sure of, is that everything is insane in her life.
"What´s going on?" Lydia says suspiciously.
"The shirt, has Lahey written in the back" Allison mutters.
"What shirt?" Lydia seems confused, and suddenly feels Stiles eyes on her.
"The one we found in the woods" She says almost inaudibly.
"What? I thought you were taking it to the police sta…"
"I had to find out who this guy was, it´s too odd" Stiles defends himself.
"Are you crazy Stiles? If the police finds out that you kept it you could get in trouble" Lydia scolds.
"Why? It´s just a shirt" He says flatly.
"It´s not, because if it wasn´t you weren't trying to find out who he was" The blonde reproaches.
"Anyway, did you talked to him?" Allison mutters, and he nods.
"So?" Lydia says rolling her eyes.
"Umm nothing he says he lost it a morning running with the rest of the team" He says casually and then his eyes met hers, and there´s is the spark again and she knows it, he´s lying, he´s lying to them, but why? Why´s everyone suddenly keeping things from her? She´s so pissed she wants to tell him that she knows he´s lying but she has no clues and maybe is better to leave it that was her advice after all.
"See? Guys nothing weird is going on, just a guy who died, people die every day it´s normal" She points out.
Yeah but what if you discover that maybe your dad was the one who killed him uh? And why Stiles is lying about how Isaac lost his tee? And what about the blood? He lost the blood in the practice too? Forget Isaac, it´s true she has enough with her dad, gosh she´s so angry, she just want to scream, and kick and hit something.
"Are you ok?" Scott´s soft voice says reaching them, Allison can´t help blush. Don´t be silly Allison.
"Oh, Hi, yeah I´m fine" She says with a smile.
"She´s not, she´s being daydreaming the whole day" Lydia says mischievously.
Scott scowls and sits next her, Allison feels his body´s heat next to her, it´s so steading, she wants to hold him like the day before, and he´s skin is so warm, almost hot.
"You look overwhelmed" He mutters and she looks straight at his eyes, yellowish, clear and honest. "Maybe we could go out now, you look like you need a ride"
"The team is going to kill you" She replies.
"We just have to come back before practice, it´s up to you if I die or not" He murmurs and there he is, sometimes he´s shy some others wild, bold, like if too different persons lived inside him, and she can´t stop feeling more and more attracted to him, she wants to go, needs to clear up her mind and he´s offering her an escape from her thoughts and before Lydia, Stiles or herself can say anything to stop her, Allison stands and follows Scott outside.
….
Focus, Stiles says himself in class you have to focus, everything is fine, forget about getting in trouble, normal life, get out of trouble just study, Scott is with Allison there nothing to worry she´ll keep him busy, and so he does, he keeps his mind in the blackboard, away from Isaac and Derek, away from red eyes and blood stained tees, he has a normal life, yet he needs his pills, is hard to keep his mind focused in one thing damn you ADHD, is dutiful to not think, so before the next class he arrives the bathroom and takes a pill, everything is fine, he can feel it, as long as he and the others are away from the woods and those guys.
He comes home right away after school, not lurking, not hiding, not trying to find missing pieces of an incomprehensible puzzle, just study, get high grades pray for Lydia to break up with Jackson I´m such a bastard, and watch Scott in his debut game on Friday, that´s all, that´s a good plane, a great plan, a safe one too. So he opens the door, gosh the house is upside down, he´s been so busy playing detectives that hasn´t paid much attention to the housekeeping, so he takes the broom and starts cleaning.
When he´s done he´s exhausted, and sweaty, which it´s kind of odd considering how much cold is doing outside, he takes a long bath, his dad really needs to repair the hot water pipe, maybe Scott and him could do it, why not? He´s old enough to give it a try, and his dad has been so busy at the hospital, they need to see each other more often, he´s starting to feel like he´s living alone… ok maybe that´s not the best example, the emptiness is back, their house used to be so loud, his mom and the music, her strong laughter, his loud voice, Stiles go clean your room! Yells so distant, so alive in his memories, so busy, so soft, so gentle, he misses her sweet voice, even misses arguing with her, and being ground… think in something else, think in something else like… like… The thing in the woods. Ok not the better idea, he´s trapped, needs something else to focus on.
Reading a good book is the best answer when you need to keep your mind away from whatever is haunting you, so that´s what he needs to do, studying? Umm meh, he just need to distract his mind not kill it, so that´s it, a new book, book what´s on the plate for him? Is Allegiant by Veronica Roth out already? what about the fifth wave? He had read some good reviews online, he takes his keys, and gets in the car, books are like friends, except for the part that they won´t let you down when they get new ones or a girlfriend.
….
They hit the road going nowhere, Scott is silent his fidgeting on his lap, he knows something is going on with her and yet is giving her, her space is not asking or troubling her with nonsense questions that she won´t be able to answer because she´s not ready to deal with whatever her dad is keeping from her, in other hand, Stiles she knows he lied to her, why did he? She knows it is stupid because they just met but that strange spark that odd connection she feels with him, made her think that they couldn´t have secrets with each other, aren´t you hiding something too? She says in her mind, it´s so annoying, what could he find out? Why he had to lie? Has Isaac Lahey threatened him or something? Never mind she has enough with her possible psycho-dad, so when she feels that her thoughts are about to give her a headache she just stops the car outside coffee store, and takes a deep breath, just relax or you´re gonna scare Scott.
"Umm… what do you wanna do?" She asks shyly.
"I thought you had something in mind" Scott replies with a grin.
"I´m not sure" She chuckles or whimper she´s not sure, she wants to cry and probably her eyes are about to treason her because Scott approaches and presses his forehead against her, his breathing hot and dry, an almost visible whiff in front of her, his head so hot, almost boiling.
"Oh my god you´re burning" She hisses.
"What?" He frowns.
"You´re forehead" She mutters touching it with her hand. "I think you´re getting sick, I better take you to the hospital"
"I don´t feel sick, I feel great actually" He says confused.
"But Scott I´m pretty sure you´re over the one hundred degrees" She says concerned.
"No, I´m fine, the only thing that bugs me is that I´m worried about you" He says softly, they just started dating, they just met, but he cares, he really does, a chill runs down her spine, who is this guy? How can be so sure about his words?
"It´s nothing forget about it" She says with a smile.
"I mean it" He assures.
"It´s nothing really, I just had an arguing with my dad" She lies, well not lies, it´s a half-true.
"What? Why? Did he found out about us?" He says groggy, fear leaps through his puppy eyes. Allison can´t help but laugh.
"No, he doesn´t know yet, but he will and you don´t have why to be scared of him, he´s a good guy he has just being acting a little weird lately, that´s all" She says with a grin. "We´re sorting this out" hope so.
"Are you sure it isn´t a big thing?" He says.
"I´m pretty sure" She lies, and he grins tho somehow she knows he isn´t satisfied with her answer. So new plan, she fixes her eyes back on the road.
"Wanna see a movie?" She asks.
"How about a little later? Practice is about to start" He says.
"Oh Sorry, I almost forget" She says with sadness, she whish she could spend more time with him, so she presses her lips against his, and he chuckles.
"What was that for" He mutter between their kiss.
"Just to give you something to think of while you´re in training"
"You´re gonna keep me busy the whole practice, they´re definitely going to kick my ass" He laughs and she does too, she puts her hands band in the steering wheel, and starts the engine, she drives a little fast, Scott is right he should be at practice already, he might get in trouble all because of her, so she takes a shortcut passing by a round of lofts downtown when she spots it, it´s her dad´s car… She stops dry, and looks in all directions him isn´t in the street.
"Allison?" Scott Asks. "Is there something wrong?"
"Umm no… nothing I just forgot that Lydia has my chemistry notebook, and now I have to go her place to take it" Lies again, fuck really? All their brand-new relationship is going to be based on lies? She looks back at her dad´s car, what´s is doing in that neighborhood? Too far from the construction and outside that old and looking- abandoned building, Allison knows she can´t keep avoiding it, denying it, her dad is hiding something and she must find out what it is if she wants to be able to look at him at his face ever again. After leaving Scott in the Lacrosse field Allison sneaks in the woods with her bow, she´s so sick, so tired, she just want to hit something, and she an idea of what might be.
...
Stiles went to the book store to get one maybe two books, but instead he´s carrying an unsteady pile back toward his car, many can say he´s a loser but he doesn´t care, he has exactly what he needs to keep his mind busy from thinking about the thing in the woods or the his mom, he´s crossing the street when he hears someone calling out his name, he turns and hears tires screeching, he´s heart skips a beat and feels a hand tugging him backward, his books spread all around the floor.
"Oh! Thanks god you´re ok" Says Scott mom beside him.
Stiles is gasping, he almost gets hit by a car. "You just saved my life"
"Are you crazy Stiles what are you doing walking without looking both ways? What if I wasn´t passing by?"
"It was red light I swear it" He defends himself.
"Anyway, I´m glad you´re ok" She says with relief, he can almost see tears in her eyes, fuck he thinks.
"I´m really sorry" He replies. "I was distracted" Says still panting, she´s taking him to her patrol. "Please don´t tell my dad"
"I won´t" She promises, "I´m just happy you´re not hurt that´s all" She says in low voice, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, he didn´t know how much Scott´s mom loved him, but she knows him since he was born, it´s normal, she was her mom best friend after all.
She opens the door for him and hurls him inside in her hand, and hands him the books she took from the floor then he recalls, why he´s inside the patrol anyway? The shock made him forget that he has his own car.
"I… sorry… I don´t need a drive, I got a car" He says embarrassed when she gets up.
"Really?" She says surprised.
"My parents old car actually" He mutters.
"Cool, loved that jeep your parents and I used to get up without any idea of… Oh you shouldn´t listen to does stories" She says chuckling.
"What? Why?" He replies with grin.
"You´re too young" She laughs for herself and if she´s recalling the most funny story in the world. Stiles opens the door still thanking her, for saving his life when he spots a familiar face in a tiny square below the windshield.
"What´s that he asks?" Casually.
"Um… I´m in the case of the boy murdered in the woods, and I thought that maybe I could ask the people that were seen in that party if they saw anything weird that night, got a long night searching through this files"
"You haven´t find the beast already?" He says shocked, fear peering through his eyes.
"Don´t worry, I´m gonna find it" She says with grin.
"I hope you do" Stiles says getting out of the car.
"Take care Stiles, don´t scare me that way again" She says motherly and drives away, Stiles eyes still on Derek´s face in the top file below her windshield.
….
Let´s face it, Allison sucks in archery she´s been practicing since she left Scott in the Lacrosse field and even thought she doesn't fail her shots as awfully as she did her first time it is impossible for her to take down the 500 hundred feet penny that she can´t even see, maybe if she approaches a little… No! If she´s going to do it she´s going as her dad can… those crossbows… what is she trying to prove anyway? That she can have secrets too? That´s stupid. Is her third row of Arrows, and she´s tired of wandering in the forest looking for them every time she runs out of shots, so after this three left she´s going to pick up her stuffs and go home, Scott´s practice is taking more than usual probably because the coach fears their not ready. That building? What was her dad´s car doing there? It doesn´t make sense, it was pretty scary actually, it looked abandoned, the broken windows, the filthy steps all those trash bins full outside, it probably stinks like hell, and yet…. Ok last arrow, it´s time for a super lucky shot, like the one in the billiard, she´s not sure how she did it, but there has to be something, remember Allison, that time she closed her eyes and tried to empty her mind which didn´t work couldn´t stop stating at her gripping in the cue, and then she just hit the ball, so it was luck after all, well there is still that feeling inside her as if she knew what she was doing, and that's the same thing she needs to find right now if she wants to hit that elusive penny.
Focus, she says in her mind, she can do it, she knows she can do it, if she could see the penny at least, a tiny glimpse it could help her to know if she is aiming in the right direction, she squints and imagines that she can see the sunrays reflected in the coin, stretches the string and listens how it tightens, her elbow at the same level that her chin, the microscopic gleam in her mind´s eye, she breaths and her last arrow is gone, something burst in her chest, she knows something happened she´s too far too confirm but she runs, gasps, stumbles with some sticks that creaks beneath her, he stands panting and jogs, she´s almost there the surrounding trees rushing by her in blurry brown and orange shadows, she reaches the glade, the flat rock in the steep Lydia left the penny days ago, the coin is still there but is not up as she saw it when she started her training hours ago, it fell back maybe two or three inches but it is untouched, she missed, damn she thinks with anger and some relief at the same time, I´m not like him, says to herself glancing up looking of her arrow and then gasps and cover her mouth with a hand, the rock behind the flat one with the penny holds her arrow or at least she thinks it is, the only thing she can see is the tail´s feathers the rest of it is crusted deep inside the tough boulder, it is impossible, how could she do something like that? That´s not normal, the rough surface around the hole the arrow dug remains still, unharmed, not a simple crack on it, the breakthrough is fine perfect impossible, magnificent and overwhelming, maybe she wasn´t able to hit the penny she missed by inches but she definitely pierced something, inside that rock, and herself.
….
Damn Rick Yancey is insane for sure, he wants to keep reading but his eyes are tired, he closes the book and look around, it´s pretty dark, what time is it? Almost eight, oh shit he hadn´t cook dinner, his dad is going to be home soon, now he understand why his stomach has being growling the whole time. He gets out of his bed and comes downstairs, it´s being crazy to think that just a couple of hours ago he was almost hit by a car, he took him a little to put the jeep´s engine on and drive home, after all what he has lived the last days is like… he´s near dead every day, is stupid to think, but the red eyes, the strangling in his same bedroom, and the car, if his dad knew about all that wouldn´t be reluctant to let him takes his Prozac, it helps it really helps if it wasn´t by it he would probably live frightened and sleepless his whole life and he can afford that, he must be strong for his dad, so instead of thinking about death threats or near death experiences he´s focusing on taking his pills to smile convincingly.
His plan has been working perfectly the last hours, the books keeps his mind busy, tho is hard to fight against the Prozac's dizziness, but he´s doing well, after cooking he can read three more or twenty chapters and then just go to sleep with no more conspiracies that Rick Yancey´s story in mind. He opens the fridge, oh they need to get supplies, maybe he can do shopping the next day, he takes some carrots and onions, a tomato, lettuce, olive oil, and eggs, takes the carrots and onions to the sink and start peeling them, the cold air coming from outside is freezing his fingers so he leaps to close the window when he stops Scott´s mom coming out of their house and getting into her car, and the files comes to him again… He´s standing motionless staring the car while it shrinks away, his eyes instinctively look at Scott´s window, the lights are still out, what the hell? Is he still in practice? Is their coach trying to kill them? Stiles breaths out and keeps peeling, now the onions, his eyes goes back to his friend house, why there was a file of Derek? Was he some kind of criminal? Or they made files of everyone in the party? Stiles shakes his head and cuts the tomato, was a file of him too? And Allison, Lydia and Jackson? Focus Stiles. His back in Scott´s window…. Shit, shit, shit, thinks, he finishes peeling, rush to the kitchen and makes an omelet as fast as he can, he doesn´t have much time, so if he wants to discover if there´s a file of him he needs to be quick. When he finishes takes a plate and serves his dad dinner, his stomach growls, but he ignores it, he can eat later, takes the keys Mrs. McCall gave his grandparents years ago (they are like a big family after all, or at least were) and gets out of the house, jumps the fence, and stumbles to the front door, pokes the key and opens the door.
As he expected Scott isn´t home yet, ok now he just need to find the files his friend´s mom brought home with her, she said she would be pretty busy reading the files the whole night, so they must be somewhere inside the house, he rummages the kitchen and the dinner room and finds nothing, so there is only one place left in his mind, he runs upstairs and reaches the left door, he´s really going to break into her room? Stiles hesitates a second, he has already came this far he just can´t go without whatever he has come looking for, so he opens the door and hurls himself inside, isn´t like he hasn´t been there before, when Scott´s dad left, they used to sleep with her when they heard her crying in the middle of the night, she was too fragile by then. Stiles doesn´t have to seek much to find what he´s looking for, the pack of files are in her bed Derek´s is still in the top which means that she hasn´t read them yet, he takes the creepy guy´s file and puts it aside, and starts looking for his name and Allison´s, but surprisingly he doesn´t find them, neither Scott´s was, did it meant that in the station they didn´t knew they were in the party? What Scott tell his mom when they found him with his nose bleeding? He tries to recall, he said he was sleeping and woke up that way, it means that she doesn´t know he went to the rave, he keeps looking for and finds Lydia´s and Jackson´s file too, when he opens the girl´s understands why there isn´t a file for him, it has the girl´s testimony and a short list of data collected about her, her address and phone number, Jackson´s is the same he keeps looking and spots Lahey written somewhere he takes the folder and opens it, Isaac´s face stares at him from the picture, when he glance down finds that the data about him is larger than the others, a door is closed downstairs and Stiles´ heart skips a beat, he pokes out his phone and takes a picture of the information about Isaac, opens Derek´s file and takes another picture, and arranges the folders, there are steps outside, what to do?
"Mom?" Scott voice calls. "Mom?" Repeats, what the hell his friend is going to think if he finds him in his mother´s room alone? When the door screeches open Stiles is already below the bed, holding his breath, his heart pounding against his hears, he can see Scott´s calves, he still in his Lacrosse´s gear so if he´s lucky he will take a bath soon and he will be able to leave unnoticed.
Scott steps outside and closes the door behind him, Stiles breaths out with relief, but he can´t leave yet, not until he listens to the water rushing down from next door´s bathroom, so while he waits takes his cellphone and starts reading Derek´s statement, as Lydia´s, Jackson´s a probably everybody else´s it says that he heard an scream, and then came out of his cabin to find out what was it and found the woods crowded with teenagers fleeting in panic… wait a second, did he just said that he wasn´t in the party? Stiles is pretty sure he saw him there and Isaac too, he continues his reading and the… god! Stiles gap and holds his breath again, that must be mistaken, he swallows picturing Derek´s life, blinks the tears away, it must be some kind of mistake, how wrong he has been about the guy, well not wrong, but now, but now, he feels pity about him, well he stills hate him for what he did to him but now…. forget about it, he´s starting to regret reading the guy´s file in the first place, passes to Isaac´s in an attempt to erase reading from his mind when the water starts rushing down in the next door, Stiles comes out of his stash and reaches the door when listen Scott´s phone ringing, stays behind the door, the water stops rushing, steps in the hallway.
"Hey" Scott´s voice echoes in the hallway.
"No… just taking a bath"
"Yeah I´m pretty tired… but I can go… yeah tell Derek I´ll be there"
Stiles hears steps again and the water starts flowing once more.
So Scott is meeting with Derek and his friends that very same night, Stiles runs downstairs without looking back and before noticing his opening the door of his own home, breaths out with relief closing the door behind him, it was close, well enough Derek doesn´t know anything about the thing in the woods or else he would have tell the police, but then, why Isaac said that they did know? Stiles frowns and opens the boy´s file picture, he lives with Derek, but why? They aren´t related and Isaac families…. Stiles reads the rest of the file and the pieces of the puzzle starting fitting in his mind, he´s out of air, he´s chocking, it was a lie, everything has to be a lie, and Scott, Scott, god! Scott, why him? Stiles runs the kitchen his friend is already jogging outside the house, Stiles tries to call him, but he doesn´t picks up the phone, oh shit
Stiles gets out of his house, gets into his car and drives following Scott´s track, shit he runs fast, he can´t find him, shit he needs to find him fast, he needs to save his friend before is too late, how´s that the police hasn´t seen it yet? It can´t be a coincidence there is something seriously wrong in here, think Stiles, he says himself, if they are going to kill Scott they´re probably doing it in Derek´s cabin, Stiles dials Scott´s mom cellphone and she instantly picks it up.
"I can´t talk right now Stiles, I´m too busy sorry" Says and cuts the call, when he tries to dial again notices his battery is down. DAMN IT! Stiles steps in the gas, town spinning as he drives, lamppost turning into long steels in the rearview mirror, Scott has met them before right? He´s not sure, but it doesn´t make sense, but he needs to get him out of there.
Stiles is chocking, his heart is almost in his throat he´s breathless, but he´s near he´s sure there is an entrance near his old house, he had seen when he was a kid so he doesn´t have to look much to find it, but it has barricade tape, what to do, hits the steering wheel repetitively, he´s freaking out, shit he breaks in, speeds up, the cabin is a mile away or so, he can almost see it´s lights far ahead, the road is a little muddy and abandoned so he finds some bumps, jumps in his seat, turns left in the junction the thousand creaking sticks are making him feel uneasy it´s like crunching bones in the fire, the hair in the back of his neck rise, in the next turn he sees the cabin just a few feet away and then big shadow appears in the road, Stiles dodges, and stops the car right before hitting a tree, looks back but there isn´t anything at all no trees, not leaves, no shadow just blackness, almost as if the world behind him has been erased, he tries to steady his breathing, what the hell was that? A deer? It was huge? His heart can´t beat harder or else it will break his chest, he starts the engine again when something pulls him outside through the window. Stiles lets out cry of terror, his head meets the ground, then is pulled up again something hits him in the stomach, the world spins around him, someone kicks his head, a coppery taste in his mouth, keeps crying for help, spitting blood with every word, he pants, tries to hold a leg, it´s soft without cloth or hair, a woman? He can´t see anything, it´s all dark in there the only lights are the distant flickering ones in the cabin, no their not flickering, his eyes are, a wet and warm liquid slides down his forehead as he whimpers with every kick in his ribs.
"Help" Cries one last time, and a boot steps on his Adam's apple, he gags, he´s lost, he´s lost, let´s out at last cry begging for help and then everything becomes even darker.