"Sam what happened?" I stood back up and leaned on the car.
"Someone decided it would be a good idea to push me to the ground so I can bruise my ribs and then run off and leave me for the wolves. Actual real life sized wolves". Scott raised his eyebrow at that last comment.
"But the worst part was that it didn't even have human eyes. It was weird. He looked back at me when I fell and it had red eyes but he left when he saw the police car". Scott's eyes went wide and he looked up to the roof of the movie store. I saw someone standing there. He looked a little like Derek.
"Sam. Do you know who that was?" I shook my head.
"If I knew who it was I'm pretty sure I would have told you". He sighed.
"Stiles come on you have to know by just the clues she gave. He had red eyes and Sam wouldn't have bruised her ribs if it was someone ordinary who pushed her". Stiles looked to the ground then back up and met Scott's eyes.
"It's the Alpha! But why didn't he attack Sam when he had the chance?" I looked up towards Stiles.
"Yeah, I bruised my own ribs by pushing myself to the ground Stiles. He already did attack me! What else did you want him to do? And can you take me home now?" I looked over to Scott to ask him what he was doing here anyways but he had disappeared and so had Derek from the roof.
"Yeah just let me get my dad so he can drive us". I nodded my head as he left to go find his dad.
The next day my ribs were worst than yesterday. I shut my alarm off and stayed in bed for about 10 more minutes before my mom came into my room.
"Hey honey, I put your dog outside. How are you feeling?" I sank deeper into my bed.
"Bad". She came to stand next to my bed.
"Do you want me to grab you some painkillers from the hospital?" I shook my head.
"No that's alright. I'm fine it looks worst than it actually is". I sat up slowly.
"Do you want to stay home today?" I got up and went over to my dresser.
"No. I want to at least do something productive with my day since I can't go to hockey tonight". She nodded her head and walked to my door.
"Just be careful and call me if you need me". She shut the door and I got ready for school.
Stiles arrived at my house and I jumped in his jeep. He leaned over and gave me a kiss. He started the car and drove to school.
"So how's my warrior this morning?" I laughed and grabbed his hand.
"Don't make me laugh. It hurts". He parked the car and went around to open my door. He helped me down from his jeep.
"Thank you" I told him. We walked into the school and I saw Alison at her locker. I walked over to her with Stiles.
"Hi Alison". She opened her locker and 5 balloons popped out with a card. I heard Stiles chuckling beside me.
"Is it your birthday?" Scott came up to her.
" No, no. I mean yes. Please don't tell anybody, I don't even know how Lydia found out". She put the card and the balloons back in her locker.
"Well happy birthday Alison! We should celebrate sometime". Scott gave me a look from the corner of his eye.
"Or not. I'll let you and Scott have some alone time. Well Stiles let's leave these two love birds to themselves". I winked to Alison and walked away. When I turned the corner to get to my locker I turned a little too quick and felt pain go up my side. I grabbed the wall and leaned on it for a little bit.
"You alright?" I heard Stiles ask me.
"Yeah I'm good, just the ribs". He kept looking at me worriedly so I started walking to show him I was fine.
"Listen, I'll see you after school. I have to take a science test that I missed during lunch for Mr. Harris. Alright?'' He kissed my cheek and left for his class. Í grabbed my stuff and went to french class and saw Emilie sitting at our usual spots. I sat down slowly next to her.
''Where have you been? Me and Caitlin have been trying to get a hold of you all weekend'' I put my stuff under my desk.
''Sorry, something came up so our sleepover thing will have to be next weekend''. She gave me a smile.
''Something like... Stiles, came up?'' The teacher walked in.
''Ah no. Why would you just assume it had something to do with Stiles?'' It actually had something to do with the alpha who could have killed me. The teacher was trying to get our attention so we stopped talking.
Classes were over and I was walking to my locker when I found Derek coming out of the guy's change room. Ì couldn't run over to him so instead of poking his shoulder like last time I just yelled at him.
''Derek!'' He turned around towards me.
''What do you want?'' He asked me.
''Still no 'Hi' or even just a friendly nod. You have a really bad attitude considering that me, Scott and Stiles actually saved your ass the other night... Just saying and-'' He turned and started walking out of the school.
''Dude! I wasn't done talking to you!''. He didn't look back. He opened the door and walked to his car. I was thinking about running after him and finding out what he was doing here but I decided against it. I walked back towards my locker to grab my stuff. I saw Stiles come out of his class looking mad.
''Hey what's wrong?'' I walked over to him.
''Nothing... just that, Scott won't answer his phone, Lydia is MIA and Jackson looks like he has a time bomb implanted in his face and another guy is dead''. We arrived at my locker and I grabbed my stuff.
''Everything will work out, you'll see and guess who I just saw?''.I shut my locker and we started walking over to his jeep since he already had all of his things.
''Please tell me you saw Scott''. He opened the door for me and we walked out of school.
''Scott is capable of taking care of himself and that would be a no. I saw Derek for some odd reason''. He gave me a confused look that resembled a little like mine.
''Wait, what was he doing at our school''. I sighed.
''I don't know, that's what I was asking you...'' I jumped in his jeep and so did he. ''So where to?'' I asked him. He started the engine.
''First we have to go ask Lydia a few questions''. He drove out of the parking lot and on to her house.
We walked up to her door and I knocked. Her mom answered the door.
"Hi I'm Sam, this is Stiles. Is Lydia home?" She motioned us to come in and brought us up to her room.
"Honey there's a Sam and a Stiles here to see you". Lydia was laying in her bed playing with her hair.
"What, the hell, is a Stiles?" She asked. Her mom gave us a smile.
"She took some medication to ease the nerves. You can just go in". She waved us in.
"Thanks". We both just stood in the middle of the room awkwardly.
"What are you doing here?" Lydia asked us. Stiles was stuttering.
"We, we, were just, making sure that you were, okay". She licked her lips and patted the bed.
"Why?" Stiles went to go sit and I stood in front of them.
"Ah, because we were worried about you, today. How are you feeling?". I had the instinct to roll my eyes. She kept feeling his upper arms and moved in close to him.
"I feel... fantastic". Stiles held his breath in and I grabbed the bottle of medication on her table.
"Wow. Someone is seriously feeling good". I tossed the bottle over to Stiles.
"Oh.. my... I bet you can't say I saw Suzie sitting in a shoe shine shop ten times fast". She raised her eyebrows and made an attempt.
"I saw Shuzie... I shaw..." Stiles put the bottle back and Lydia leaned on her elbow on the bed. Her mind seemed to be somewhere else.
"I saw". I knelt down in front of her.
"Lydia what exactly did you see?" I asked her.
"Something". She still held the same frightened look. Stiles continued.
"Something like, like a mountain lion?" She nodded her head slowly.
"A mountain lion". I got up and looked over to Stiles.
"Are you sure you saw a mountain lion? Or are you just saying that because that's what the police told you?" He asked her.
"A mountain lion". Her expression never changed. He reached over her and grabbed the giraffe sitting on her table.
"What's this?" She looked over to the giraffe.
"A mountain lion". I sighed. He put the giraffe back.
"You're so drunk". She laid her head on his leg and he leaned back and breathe out loud. I shook my head.
"Stiles get up". I placed Lydia's head back on her pillows and pulled Stiles up off the bed.
"We should just go. She's not going to say anything else and my ribs are starting to bother me worst than before". He took my hand and brought towards the door.
"Well we're gonna go and let you continue your post traumatic stress thing". I started closing the door when I heard Lydia say
"Stay". Stiles walked past me and towards the bed.
"Stiles let's go. Her brain is not functioning right at the moment". I heard a faint 'Jackson' and she plopped down on the bed. I raised my arm and pointed towards her.
"see?". Her phone started ringing and I went to go get it.
"I'm just going to answer this. Alright Lydia? Alright". Stiles stood behind me and looked over my shoulder.
"It's a text. Do you know how to work this phone?" I tapped the screen and a video started playing. Something with red eyes popped up on the screen and I dropped the phone. Stiles bent down to grab it and then played it again. His eyes went wide and he looked over to me.
"Sam?" I shook my head.
"That, that thing. That's what attacked me. That's what cause the bruised ribs. The red eyes. It's always the red eyes". He put the phone in his pocket and kissed my forehead.
"hey, it can't hurt you anymore because neither will I or Scott let it, okay?"I nodded my head.
"I know that but still. I feel like it's going to pop out at any moment. Like it's watching my every move. It gives me the creeps". He grabbed my hand and we walked back down to his jeep.
We got to his house, I grabbed us some water and went up to his room. I took the cap off of mine and through the other one to him.
"Catch". He caught it with ease and drank some of it. I set mine down beside his bed and laid my head down slowly onto his pillows. Stiles looked over to me and gave me a worried look.
"Do you need Tylenol or ibuprofen or something?" I closed my eyes.
"I don't like taking those. There not good for you and people get addicted to them". He lent down and kissed my forehead.
"Fine but get some rest. You look as though you're about to pass out at any moment now". I pulled his blankets over me and fell asleep. I wasn't sleeping well the past few days or even weeks with everything that's been going on. Every time I closed my eyes someone was dying. Also those red eyes kept coming back to creep me in my dreams. I always awoke gasping for air just like this time. I was running through the woods and I wasn't sure why. I just kept running in the same direction. Then I saw Alison with her bow and arrow pointed towards someone. Something. I crept closer and the thing turned towards me. At first I thought it was the alpha but then it ended up being Scott with the red eyes. Alison was ready to shoot and even though Scott was about to kill me he was still my brother and I had to protect him no matter what. Alison shot and I saw the arrow going right towards him. Before it hit him I yelled out "No!"in my dream and woke myself up. I opened my eyes and saw Stiles playing with Lydia's phone.
"Come on Scott, where the hell are you?" I got out of bed and went up to him hiding his eyes with my hands.
"Guess who?" He grabbed my hand and pulled them forward so my arms were wrapped around his neck.
"Oh I don't know. Could it be the only other person in my room that was sleeping a while ago?" I smiled.
"Not at all. Anyways what's wrong?" I leaned my chin on his shoulder.
"I don't know what to do about this video". I unwrapped my arms and sat on his desk.
"Do whatever you think is right. Besides it's Scott's fault for not answering his damn phone". He took the phone in his hands and tapped a few times on the screen. He put the phone back on his desk and crossed his arms.
"what did you decide to do". He took a deep breath.
"I deleted it and now I need to get Lydia's phone back". I nodded my head and swung my legs back and forth.
"Everything is going to work out. You'll see". He got up from his chair and stood up on front of me putting his hands beside my legs.
"So now you're the optimistic one". I laughed.
"Well someone has to be. It sure isn't Derek that's for sure". I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. He put one arm around my back and I let out a small 'ow'. My ribs were protesting. He broke away.
"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" I shook my head.
"Nothing that wasn't hurting before". We heard the door open and I jumped down from the desk forgetting once again about my bruised ribs. I lost my balance but Stiles caught me before I fell. Mr. Stilinski walked in and raised his eyebrow.
"I just wanted to let you know that I'm leaving for that parent teacher meeting but I see that you have company. Oh Sam, how's the bruised ribs?" I sighed.
"Never better". He laughed and walked away.