Chapter Seven (Allyssa's POV)
The bus pulled into the parking lot of an old motel. Coach started saying that we would stay here for the night; they had the most vacancy, and the least amount of good judgment. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Two to a room! And no sexual perversions you little deviants!" He handed a key to everyone. I walked over to where Isaac, Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Stiles were standing.
"Coach said only two to a room, but you're staying with us." Stiles said to me.
"What? Why?" I asked confused as to why I wasn't staying with the girls.
"Because you are. Don't worry, one of us will sleep on the floor or something." I was about to protest when they started pulling me towards their room. They opened the door to room 213 and pulled me in.
"God! Why are you so aggressive?" I asked. They didn't answer and just flopped on the beds and started talking about suspects as to the human sacrifices that have been happening. They listed Mr. Harris, Cora, Lydia, and Dr. Deaton.
"I'm going to take a shower." I said. They looked at me and then to each other and smiled. I walked to the bathroom and turned on the water. I grabbed a towel and left the door slightly cracked. I got in the shower and adjusted the water to be as hot as possible, like I always do. I hurried in case one of the boys wanted to take a shower as well. I got out about twenty minutes later and wrapped myself in a towel noticing that I hadn't brought my bag with me. I tried to cover up as much of my skin as I could with the towel but it came up a little above mid-thigh. I hurried into the room and started looking through my bag for an outfit. The boys looked at me and Scott laughed.
"What?" I said exasperated.
"Either you are dumb enough to forget your bag when taking a shower, or you purposefully forgot it just so you could walk out here in a skimpy towel in front of us." Scott said boldly. Stiles stared at him as if I was about to kick his ass.
"Actually I just forgot, don't flatter yourself." I walked into the bathroom and got dressed. I came back out and flopped down on the bed next to Stiles. I noticed Scott had left and I didn't care to ask because he had actually pissed me off. I tried not to think about Isaac, but I couldn't help it.
"I'm going to find Isaac." I said and jumped up. I put on my shoes and rushed out the door. I knew he was rooming with Boyd, but I didn't know in what room so it was pure luck when Boyd walked out of their room. I ran up to the door and knocked. Isaac answered after two seconds, literally.
"Ally?" He looked at me confused. "What are you doing here?" He asked me, and that was a really good question considering I didn't know what I was doing here.
"Uh, I don't really know, so I'm just going to go." I replied and ran back to the room. On my way back Lydia was walking past me with a bunch of towels. "Hey!" I yelled as I ran past her. She nodded at me. I heard glass break and looked over to the vending machine and saw Boyd grab a small bag of something and walk away. Stiles stood there surprised and grabbed some snacks and left. He walked up to me.
"What the hell was that about?" I asked confused.
"I don't know, he got pissed that it wouldn't give him his crackers I guess." I nodded and he opened the door for me and we walked in. A couple minutes later there was a knock on the door. I answered it and Allison was standing there.
"What is up with Scott, I was in the shower and he was acting all weird." She said as she walked in, Lydia followed behind her.
"What? He was in the shower with you?" I asked.
"No, no, he came into my room and was acting all weird while I was in the shower." She explained.
"Oh, Boyd was acting weird too; he kind of put his fist through the vending machine glass." I heard a buzzing. And looked around trying to find the source.
"Does anyone else hear that?" I asked. Everyone shook their head. I walked towards the sound and they followed.
"I hear it; it sounds like someone pulled on a power saw." Allison stated. Stiles rushed up to her. "Power saw!" He exclaimed. He ran towards room 217 and busted the door open. We saw Ethan holding the power saw and trying to put it to his abdomen. I ran up to him and tried to pull it free from him. Stiles rushed to help me, we got and free and pushed it away Stiles went with it, but would have gotten his face cut off if Lydia hadn't pulled the cord out of the wall. At that, Ethan released his claws and would have clawed out his stomach if Allison and I hadn't caught his arms.
"Ethan, stop!" I yelled at him. He pulled free and ran into the heater, all of a sudden he snapped out of it. He left suddenly.
"Okay, what the hell was that about?" I said and everyone shook their heads not knowing. "He just tried to kill himself, TWICE!" They remained silent.
I left the room with Lydia and Stiles while Allison went to look for Scott. She stopped and got close to the drain in the parking lot.
"Shush, do you hear that? She's drowning her baby." She jumped up. "Someone is drowning." We ran into Isaac and Boyd's room and went straight to the bathroom. Boyd was in the tub with a safe on his chest, but I didn't pay attention to that, Stiles and Lydia were helping. I heard movement under one of the beds and went to check what it was. I lifted a blanket off the floor to look under and I saw Isaac. He looked at me terrified.
"Isaac, honey? Come on out." He wouldn't move. I heard Lydia say that heat snapped Ethan out of trying to kill himself maybe it would help Isaac. I pulled a thing of matches out of the drawer and lit one. I put it to his skin and he jumped out from under the bed. He looked at me.
"Ally? What are you doing here?" He had obviously snapped out of it.
"You're back!" I said, he looked at me confused and I jumped into his arms, he wrapped his arms around me hesitantly. There was a loud bang in the bathroom. Isaac pulled me away from him.
"What happened, Ally?" He asked me. I hadn't realized I was crying until he wiped a tear from my face.
"You were in a trancelike state, Ethan tried to kill himself, and Boyd tried to kill himself, Scott is acting weird, and I am fighting this voice inside of me that is telling me to end it and be with Derek. And I don't know what is wrong with me right now, or anyone for that matter." He pulled me into a hug.
"Calm down, everything will be okay." I pulled away.
"You stay here; we are going to go find Scott." I started walking towards the door and Lydia and Stiles came after me. I stopped and let them walk out first, I turned and ran to Isaac and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I ran out to where Lydia and Stiles were waiting for me, Allison ran up to us.
"I can't find Scott anywhere." We walked down the stairs, as I looked at the parking lot, I stopped.
"Scott?" I muttered. We all ran towards him.
"Scott?" Stiles said. That was when we noticed it, there was a flare in his hand, and he was soaked in gasoline.
"There is no hope." Scott said. Allison finally spoke up.
"There's always hope, Scott."
"Not for me, not for Derek. Everyone would do so much better if I just ended it. I'm no one." Stiles stepped forward then.
"You aren't no one, you're someone. You're my best friend, more like my brother." Stiles walked into the pool of gas and over to Scott. "So if you go, you're just gonna have to take me with you." He grabbed the flare and slowly took it from Scott. He threw it over away from the pool of gas. About half a second later it started rolling towards the gas, Lydia and I both noticed. "No!" We both yelled and ran for them, we pushed them from the gas just as it exploded and Allison jumped away from it as well. We landed roughly, both of our skirts riding up, but we didn't care as long as the boys were safe. That night we slept on the bus, Boyd, Isaac, Scott, Stiles, Allison, Lydia, and I.
The next morning coach came on the bus and stared at us oddly.
"I'm not even going to ask, but in case you missed the announcement, the meet is canceled." I lifted my head from Isaac's shoulder just in time to see Ethan sit next to Scott. I listened into their conversation.
"From what I remember you saved me last night so I am going to help you out, we think Derek might be alive, but he killed one of our own. And that can only mean two things, either he becomes one of our pack, or Kali goes after him and kills him." All I could focus on was the fact that Derek might be alive. I saw Lydia take coach's whistle and blew it into her hand. She held up her hand to show a purple powder, wolfs bane.
"Every time coach blew the whistle you breathed it in, that's how the darach got to you. That's how it poisoned you." Stiles grabbed the whistle and threw it out the window as we drove off. Coach saw and yelled at him.