A/N: This chapter hurt my physically to write. I cringed everytime something happened. I hope you guys enjoy. Still don't own Teen Wolf, just Percy and her crazy mom. R&R!
The next morning I was awoken by a hurricane of a woman who started by blinding me by throwing the curtains open.
"UGH! Mom!" I shout as I pull the pillow over my head and shift around to ignore her.
"No you are getting up right now and telling me why a cute boy literally carried you up to your room last night because you were asleep." She whips the blanket off me tosses clothes at me. "And get dressed while you're at it you need to get to school."
"Who are you talking about?" I let the pillow slide from my head and down at myself seeing I'm still in the clothes from yesterday.
"The boy that brought you home from the party, he carried you up here last night." She shrugged and moves over to the closet to find a pair of shoes she likes.
"Stiles?" I scratch my head as I try and recall getting home last night.
"Yep! That's the name." She bounces over and plops down on the bed next to me. "So what happened? Do you like him? Was it a date? Will it happen again?" Her voice gets unbearably high as I get fuzzy images from last night. Stiles pulling me onto his back because I wouldn't wake up…. Carrying me up the stairs. Oh god! I wriggle out of my mom's grasp and sprint to the bathroom grabbing my phone on the way in before locking the door behind me. I slide down the door as my mom squeals in the other room before yelling that I better be downstairs in 10 minutes so she can drive me to school.
I run a hand through my hair before pulling out my phone and dialling Allison.
"Hey…" She answers hesitantly after a couple of rings.
"I need to talk to you." I blurt out before taking a breath. "Can you give me a ride to school?"
"Uh. Sure. What's wrong?" She asks sounding worried.
"Nothing's wrong persay. I'll tell you when you get here okay?" I pull myself up by the sink and see my face tinged with red from blushing.
"Sure. I'll be there in about 5 minutes or so." She hangs up and I exit my bathroom slowly in case my mother was waiting to ambush me. When I see the room is clear I quickly change and head downstairs looking for my bag. Spotting it by the front door I jump in victory before grabbing it and opening the front door.
"Bye mom!" I shout over my shoulder before jogging down the pathway. Just as I made it to the curb Allison pulls up in front of me and I slide into my car.
"Please go before my mom comes out." I urge flailing my hands at her while staring at my front door. When we were a block away I relaxed and turned towards Allison with a smile. "Good morning?"
"Yeah, morning. Now tell me what's going on." She glares playfully at me making another turn.
"Okay. So I was out with Stiles last night….."
"Oh, my god!" Allison grips my air as we walk through the doors to the school. "You can't deny it now. You like him." She pokes me in the side as a blush rises up my neck to my ears.
"Would you keep it down?" I grab her arm and pull her close. "I'm not sure. So please just don't."
"You may not be sure but your blushing says differently." She pulls me down the hallway to our lockers. "And how has it taken you this long to tell me about all this?" She mock glares at me opening her locker.
"I was kind of out cold last night so I really did tell you as soon as I could. Besides you still haven't told me how your…" I use air quotes, "'group date' with Lydia and Jackson went. So we are even."
She narrows her eyes at me before nodding, "You still could have told me about when he came to your work."
"I didn't think much of it at the time." I shrug as she closes her locker and turns to look down the hall way.
"Well, that just means we have a lot to go over." She smiles seeing Scott and Stiles heading our way. "You are coming over after school, we will talk then."
"Talk about what?" Stiles interjects his way into our conversation with a smile.
"Nothing." I cough out looking at Allison helplessly.
"See you after class." Allison waves at me and pecks Scott on the cheek before heading down the hallway to her class.
I sigh then look up at Stiles mustering a weak smile. "Thanks for the ride home last night." Scott's head tilts in my direction and his eyebrows raise questioningly causing me to drop my head to my hand.
"No problem." Stiles shrugs not taking notice of Scott and my exchange.
'You okay?' Scott whispers when Stiles starts down the hallway to our class.
'Yeah why?' I throw him a puzzled look slowly following after Stiles.
'Heart rate.' He points to his ears and I gasp before shaking my head.
"Not you too." I groan causing Stiles to look at us. I shoot him an innocent look before he shrugs.
"Your mom…. A little bit creepy." He says with a shudder and I laugh.
"Yeah tell me about it." I push open the door to our class and let the boys enter before me.
The rest of the day went rather quickly. I went to Allison's house after school and met her aunt, Kate. Knowing what she was, thanks to Scott, I skirted around the topic of knowing anything that may be construed as supernatural. Allison dragged me to her room and questioned me incessantly for 2 hours before I escaped and headed to work.
It was a normal night at the video store. Jack sent me to the back storeroom to grab a few display pieces as he climbed a ladder to change a flickering bulb. I returned a few minutes later and saw that we had a customer so I tossed the display items on the counter and hurried over. Jack was no where to be seen and the light was still flickering. Must have needed to grab something. I shrugged to myself and cleared my throat to get the customers attention. The phone rings but I ignore it as the customer turns around revealing Jackson.
"Can you help me find The Notebook?" He asks making my eyebrows raise before gesturing for him to follow me down an aisle. As we head down the center aisle and get closer to the ladder that Jack was on earlier I see a pair of shoes sticking out past the end of the shelving unit.
"Jack?" I rush forward worried that he had fallen from the ladder. Jackson follows closely behind me but I make it there first and let out a screech when I see Jack leaning against the shelf with his throat slashed. Jackson backs up and knocks the ladder over pulling down the lighting fixture and causing all the lights in the store to flicker. My hand over my mouth I back up next to Jackson before looking around. From the corner of the store I hear low growling and me and Jackson both turn at the same time shaking in fear. My eyes locating a hulking figure hunched in the corner with glowing red eyes and I grab Jackson's sleeve pulling him back as I took a few quick steps away. Jackson pulls me down to the ground behind a shelving unit and looks at me panting. I shake his hand off my arm and lean into the aisleway looking for the red eyes.
Not seeing anything I stand into a crouch and slowly slide into the aisleway creeping closer to where the form had been. As another loud growl rips through the store I freeze and squeeze my eyes shut. Come on Percy. You're friends with a werewolf. You can do this. I pull in a deep breath before slowly opening my eyes and looking around again. A shelf next to me starts to shake and movies slide to the floor making me jump before looking up to see the cause of the shaking. I bit back a squeak as I saw the massive figure poised on top of the unit it's mouth hanging open as it looked at me hungrily. I shot a quick glance towards the front door and tried to figure out if I could make it, seeing Jackson peeking around the aisleway he had dove into before I paused. Don't lead it towards Jackson…. Go to the back door. I slowly turn while keeping my eyes on the creature in front of me. Just as I was about to make a run for the storeroom and the rear exit the creature's arm lashed out sending me flying into a shelving unit. Pain exploded in my right shoulder as I caught the edge of the unit on my way to the floor. The dark figure swiped out at me again slamming my head into one of the pillars situated throughout the store. The world started to swim as I tried to push myself up but couldn't find the strength.
I lifted my head from the floor to see all the shelves leading to Jackson falling like dominoes. I gasped out in a mixture of pain and fear as the loud banging pulsed through the room before fading quickly into silence. Percy get up. I yelled silently at myself scrambling to push myself to my knees. As I forced down the urge to vomit, which arose when I tried to straighten up. I look cautiously in the direction that Jackson had been freezing in place as I saw the shape from before hovering over him. The black figure reaches one of it's clawed limbs out and touches the back of the quivering boys neck. With a roar that made me grasp at my head in agony, the creature bolted towards the front of the store and crashed through the window.
I let my hands fall from my head as silence washes over the store. Looking down I see blood running down my arm but shake my head and slowly crawl over to where Jackson is laying.
"Are you…." I blink heavily as my head pounds and reach out shaking Jackson lightly. "Are you okay?"
He shakes my hand off and slowly stands to his feet before whipping his head towards the front door and whispering something. I couldn't hear him over the ringing that had started in my ears but it didn't matter much as he had already clattered out the door. Reaching out I push myself from the floor and stand up straight swearing as the world goes dark and I collapse to the floor again.
I come to in the back of an ambulance with sirens blaring just beyond the doors. The interior was bathed in red and blue lights that made me squeeze my eyes shut again in pain. Keeping my eyes shut I push myself up into sitting position and grasp my head as it screams in protest to my movements. I slowly lift my eyelids and see that I am alone in the back of the bus. Sliding to the edge of the gurney I groan when my arm joins in with my head telling me to stop moving. Ignoring it I slither off the gurney and sit down hanging my legs outside of the open doors. Across the parking lot I see another ambulance with 2 figures at the back, one standing and one sitting like me. I turn my head quickly as another car pulls up alongside me and wince.
I see the sheriff exit the car and walk over to where the other ambulance was. I was about to hop off the back of my ambulance when a paramedic swooped over.
"Hey, hey. You really shouldn't be up." He places his hands lightly on my shoulders pushing me down.
"I need to make sure he's okay." I shake my head and gesture in the direction of the other ambulance.
"Ma'am I can assure you he is being taken care of now please would you stay here?" The paramedic reached into the back and grabbed a few supplies.
"Percy!" I hear yelled from the direction of the cop car and whip my head around.
"Son of a ….." I groan again closing my eyes and falling forward slightly. A pair of hands grasp my arms and keep me upright and I will myself to open my eyes again slowly. Looking up at the figure in front of me I smile weakly when I see Stiles. "Fancy seeing you here." I joke lightly as he looks me over.
"What happened?" He looks at the EMT who was still rummaging through the back of the ambulance.
"Not sure. But I need to look at her injuries." The paramedic places his hand on my shoulder after he hops from the back of the bus. "Let me know if I hurt you, okay?" I let my head bob up and down before looking at Stiles again. His eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at the side of my head and then down at my shoulder.
"Is it that bad?" I whisper out.
"Nah. Of course not." He shakes his head before placing the fakest smile on his face.
"Hey. Who is that over there with Jackson?" I point over at the other ambulance with the arm not currently in the paramedics death grip. Stiles turns around and squints across the lot before whispering, 'No way.'
"Stiles? Who is it?" I nudge him with my hand making him turn quickly back to me with a sad expression on.
"It's Lydia." He frowns as I wince and I can see him glancing over at her.
"Go see if she's okay." I sigh out waving my hand at him. "Now's your chance, while Jackson is distracted with your dad." His jaw drops in shock before shaking his head and throwing a wanting look over his shoulder at the strawberry blonde. I feel tears welling up in my eyes as I watch him gaze over at her and I force myself to calmly say, "Go. I'm fine." He looks at me again and I push him lightly with my free arm, offering him a smile. "I'll still be here when you're done. Go dazzle her, Robin." I wink causing him to smile and stride over to the other ambulance as Jackson shouts something I can't make out at the Sheriff.
"This might hurt a bit." The EMT beside me mutters before pressing alcohol soaked gauze into my shoulder. I hiss as it burns but force my arm to remain still so the EMT can continue. I look up and see two men wheeling a gurney from the store covered in a black tarp, a hand hanging down from the side. I choke back tears as I remember that my boss is dead. My eyes follow the gurney as they wheel it to another bus and slam the doors closed behind it. When I turn my gaze back I see the sheriff coming over.
"I'm going to need a statement." He says and I give him a nod. "It can wait until later if you aren't up to it." I smile and shake my head.
"I'm fine." I turn to look at the paramedic as he continues working on the gash on my arm. "Tell him I'm fine." The EMT chuckled lightly and nodded at the sheriff.
"She should be fine. I just want to finish up the injuries and check to see about a concussion before I let her go." The sheriff nods professionally at him before turning back to me.
"Has anyone called your parents?" He asks leaning against the door of the ambulance.
"I'm not sure." I point over at Jackson and Lydia. "Are they okay?"
Sheriff Stilinski looks at me in shock before answering, "Yeah. Both are uninjured." I breath a sigh of relief. "I'm going to get a phone so you can call your parents to pick you up okay?" After I nod at him he wanders off towards his car and Stiles comes rushing back over to me.
"How is she?" I say when he is in earshot.
"She's…. well, she's Lydia." He shrugs and sits down next to me.
"And…." I crane my head around so I can look him in the eye earning a mutter from the EMT as my hair fell over my shoulder. "Did you dazzle her?" I reach up and pulled my hair back out of the paramedics way with a slight grin.
"Jackson came back over and I panicked and came back over here." Stiles shakes his head then looks at me. He raises his hand and lifts part of my hair to look at the gash on my temple. "That looks nasty." He whispers softly not moving his hand.
"Thanks." I mutter reaching up and pulling on his wrist before letting his hand fall. The sheriff comes over a few seconds later and passes a cell phone to me. I fumble with it a little before Stiles grabs it from my hand and asks what number to dial. After telling him he deftly punches in the number before handing the phone back to me.
"Hello?" My mom's voice floats through the phone and I take a shaky breath before answering.
"Hey, mom. Would you be able to come get me? There was an incident at work." I look up at Stiles who motions for me to give the phone to his dad. "Hold on. The sheriff wants to talk to you." I pass him the phone and he walks away a few steps talking in a low calm tone. After he explained I could hear my mother shrieking and I snicker as the sheriff sends me a wary look.
"Okay just want to put a bandage on your temple and you will be good to go." The paramedic pushes my hair out of the way before securing a bandage of it and inspecting his work.
"So what's the verdict?" I grin at him as he steps back. "Am I going to live?" Stiles chuckles next to me.
"Yes I believe you will." The EMT excuses himself and heads over to the other ambulance leaving me and Stiles alone.
"What happened?" Stiles whispers urgently as soon as he could.
"I don't know. It was big and fast, and loud, and it had these glowing red eyes." I shudder as I remember the red gaze on me from before. "Do you think it was the Alpha?"
"I don't know." Stiles shakes his head and pulls his phone from his pocket. "I'm gonna let Scott know. You going to be okay for a couple seconds?" He looks down at me worriedly.
"Yes Stiles I think I can manage not to do anything reckless." I look down at my arm and sigh as I see a bandage taking up the entire shoulder area and halfway down my arm. I gently run my hand over the bandages wincing whenever I came to a particularly sensitive spot.
"Scott didn't answer." Stiles rubs his face lightly coming back over to me. I open my mouth to respond but I see a car hurtling into the parking lot and stop when I recognize my mother jumping out and running over to me.
"Oh, my god. Are you okay? What happened? Do they know what did this?" My mom starts moving my head around and looking me all over before I grab her wrists and force her to look at me.
"I'm fine mom. Really." I smile at her and she calms down visibly, but still runs her hand over my head.
"Don't scare me like that again." She whispers out before pulling me into a hug.
"Sorry Mom." I hug her back and then look at the Sheriff. "Can I go home?"
"Yes, I'll just need you to give a statement within the next couple days." The sheriff nods and I slide my feet to the ground before my mom ushers me to the car. We are a few feet away before I hear Stiles jogging up behind us.
"I'll give you two a minute." My mom glances between us with a smile on her face before climbing into the car.
"What's up?" I turn towards Stiles shaking my head at my mom's antics.
"If you need anything call me, okay?" He shuffles awkwardly on his feet not looking at me. I smile then start walking backwards toward the car.
"I will. I'll see you in class tomorrow. Goodnight, Robin." He grins at me lightly before I turn and slide into the passenger seat. I could feel my mother's eyes on me but I just shook my head, "Let's go home." My mom obliged and drove out of the parking lot while I watched Stiles out the window.