On Top Of The World

(If you love somebody, better tell them while they're here cause, they just might run away from you-OTOTW, Imagine Dragons)

Chapter 3

I looked at the ball in my hands, and fear started building up in my body. I gulped and looked around but no one was there. I stroked my grown out hair and gulped again. What is this. Is it for me? But who would be watching me. My thoughts gave me horrible things, my blood was pumping in my body, and my arm suddenly had to much blood, itching for me to cut to release the blood.

I fell tear come in my eyes and my breathing stopped. I was getting a panic attack. I haven't had these in a while, what do I do? My throat closed, my eyes were water bombs, threatening to explode. I dropped the ball and tears finally escaped from eyes, leaving a burning sensation. No one was here. No one could save me. I feel so worthless right now, I mean, what if it was just a joke?

My thoughts finally caught up to me, and I fell to the ground, the ball with the letters right in front of me. My head was pounding, and It felt like my skull was about to explode. I just wanted to die, It would just be easy to die, then to live this pain. Hurt, pain and discomfort was all I had in my body. I was a ticking time-bomb, getting ready to explode mentally and die.

It wasn't easy. I never went through a panic attack alone. I always had my dad, and now I have no one. Who would help? No one even notices me, they wouldn't do anything. I wanted to scream for help because I was so scared, body trembling, I couldn't breathe, couldn't help myself. It was useless. No one is here, and it's only the middle of lunch so they'd find out in another hour.

The tears pouring out of my eyes felt like liquid fire, and I didn't know what to do. Finally, I accepted it. Accepted the fact that no one could save me, and I just had to deal with it. And that's when my body tipped over, smashing to the ground.

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I thought I was dead. I remembered everything. The ball, my throat closing, me basically over-reacting which I hated myself for. I had a panic attack. Never have I had one this year, so I thought I was fine. My head hurt, and my eye-lids felt like lead because I couldn't open them. My body was limp, and I felt numb. The best part was, I didn't even know where I was.

Did some pervert find me, laying on high-school grounds, and decided to have his way with me? No. No one's that desperate. I gulped when I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. I felt a twitch in my hand before a hand cupped my cheek. ''Com'on, wake up. For me, please? Mu- Stiles wake up.'' I heard a soft voice say before a soft hand grabbed my other hand and a girl's soft voice said, ''Please, Batman?''

Only one person called me Batman. Well...used to. It was Erika. Was the pack ignoring and me basically being shunned from it like...a dream? Cause' if it was...that sucks. I whimpered when someone touched my head. ''Come on, man. We know you are awake.'' I heard another voice say. I shifted and leaned into the first touch and I heard the first person chuckle. ''I knew he liked me the most.'' A growl came from the girl. ''Oh shut up.''

I was finally moving my body, and pain exploded in it so I stopped. ''W-who's t-there?'' I asked, kinda afraid of who it would be. ''Don't be a silly goose Batman. You know exactly who it is.'' I finally opened my eyes and fear plus relief washed through my body. Isaac, Erika and Boyd were all looking at me. Erika wasn't dressed like a whore anymore. She had a regular tee-shirt with baggy jeans and converse.

Isaac looked like he always did, and Boyd...well he had no emotion on his face. Erika went in a full grin and she hugged me. ''Yes! Your okay!'' I coughed uncomfortably and she got the point, letting go. ''Uh...why am I here?'' Isaac had a pained look on his face as he spoke. ''We saw you have a panic attack, and passed out...so...''

''We brought you here.'' Boyd finished. I finally was able to sit up when Isaac and Erika had tears in their eyes. I had the need to comfort them. I was fighting myself on the inside, voting either to leave or to hug them. I don't know why, but I felt like a mother, so I brought them both under my arms as they burst into tears, clinging onto my shirt.

Sighing, I rubbed their backs until they calmed down. Erika pulled away after she was done, but Isaac just put his head in my lap. ''Why did you help me?'' I asked as I rubbed Isaac's head. Erika put her hand over her mouth as tears filled her eyes. ''We didn't want you hurt.'' She said. Boyd sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulder, comforting her.

''Why? It's not like you would care If I died. You haven't spoke to me for months, haven't even looked at me. Didn't even call me or text me on my birthday. Why would you guys care all of a sudden. I'm no longer pack. Erika, you tripped me in the hall this morning and didn't even acknowledge me.'' I said as Isaac nuzzled my thigh. No. I'm not going to do this. I'm not going to forgive them so easily. They don't have my trust. They lost it. And now I have walls around me, and no one is allowed to break them down.

''Stiles...we were protecting you...'' Isaac mumbled, looking up at me with giant eyes. I cooed at him and stroked his hair. Isaac was probably the innocent one here. I know he would sneak looks at me. I didn't have wolf senses to know he had sadness radiating from his body. All I wanted to do was comfort him. I don't know why, but I've always had a mother-side.

''Well why would you need to protect me? Lil' old me, who no one gives a shit about! Even my own father is disgusted of me. He may not show it, but I know he does. So when you get your act together, come and talk to me. Oh, by the way, tell Scott I hope he brings flowers to my mother's grave tomorrow for at least some respect.'' I snapped.

Looking at Isaac, I leant down and whispered in his ear. ''I'm not mad at you, okay. If you think that, I'll never forgive myself.'' Before I kissed the top of his head and got up, ignoring the pain as I limped out of the room, and out of the house.

Whatever good things I was feeling before, are gone. I know I just started stuff by saying that. It's not my fault I have panic attacks. But now, all I felt was betrayal and hurt. And all I heard was my heart breaking.

AWH! Poor Stiles :( He got a soft spot for Isaac and feels like a mama. You know what that means ;) You'll have more drama, and find out who's watching Stiles soon, but remember, review (guests you too!) follow, favorite, favorite me and follow me...maybe? :D oh yeah shoutouts to.. 'As Beautiful As A rose' and... 'gkpudding' I loved your reviews! IDK but well anywhore. See you next time on...'OTOTW'