Stiles walked right in the front door of the McCall house, and closed it lightly behind him. He then locked the door behind him, a little paranoid after his run in with the Hale house. "Better safe than sorry." He went upstairs in the dark, finding his way from memory to Scott's bedroom. He opened the door and then looked in, finding Scott laying on his bed staring at his phone.
"You've got an addiction," Stiles commented, flopping on the bed next to his friend. Scott moved over and laughed, putting the phone down.
"I can stop when I want." Scott grinned. "So what took you so long? You said ten minutes, and then you show up forty five later. Detour?"
Stiles looked over at Scott, not saying anything for a minute. "I really debated telling my dad, but I'm not sure yet. I mean, I think I'm in danger, but I'm not sure if it's really danger if I'm alive after it happened." Scott lifted himself off the bed, propping himself up on his arms as he looked at Stiles, concerned.
"Dude, what happened?"
Stiles sighed, and pulled himself up as well, sitting on the edge of the bed as he threw his shoes off at the door. "That guy pulled in my driveway and then insisted I get in his car. Stupidly, I thought he just wanted me to look at his baby in the backseat, but he closed the door on me and took me back to that house we went to. Um, apparently his wife is dead? I think he might be a psychopath though, who abducts someone to show them their wife's memorabilia?" Stiles narrowed his eyes as he looked at Scott. "I don't know, maybe he's obsessed with me? But he threatened to kill me, so I'm kind of borderline, do I tell someone, or do I run the next time he comes around, should I invest in pepper spray or karate lessons..."
"Holy shit, Stiles," Scott said as he moved off his bed, handing him his phone. "Call your dad right now, that guy is insane! You were abducted at your house at night!" He shook his phone at Stiles, but Stiles shook his head and pushed it back at Scott.
"I don't know, Scott, I feel sort of sorry for him even though he threatened me. I mean, I know how it is. Death. Whatever. I don't want to report him, he's a single parent and obviously going through something." Stiles shrugged, throwing his bag by the door as well after he got the movie out of it. "I can't prove I was there anyways. And I really, I don't know, if something happened to the guy and the baby was left without both parents I'd feel bad. Maybe I should just let it go."
"Dude, what if he does it again? And comes back? He's obviously dangerous if he threatened to kill you," Scott pulled his phone away, but still looked as if he wanted to go tell his mom, looking over his shoulder. Stiles gave him a knowing glare, not wanting him to tell anyone.
"Scott, just let me deal with it, okay? I have a feeling he won't come back, and this was a one time thing. Like he was pretty pissed about the ticket thing and he just wanted to scare me. It was a prank, that's it." He wasn't so sure it was a prank, but he didn't want Scott to freak out and tell the press. "I'll be fine. It's over. And if he comes around I'll just tell him I don't want anything to do with him. I'll be fine, all right?"
"I guess...but you have to tell me when this stuff happens man, I'm worried," Scott said as he sat next to Stiles, putting an arm around him. "You're my best friend and I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Thanks," Stiles said, grinning. "So does that mean we can watch Space Balls now?"
The other looked at the DVD case, and grinned. "Yeah, let's do it. So is it like about balls in space, or...?"
Stiles patted Scott on the back before he got up to walk over to his PS3. "You're taking it too literally Scott. But this literally will blow your mind, I swear."