I woke up from another restless night of sleep. I got dressed in a torn up red top and black mesh fishnets undershirt and a pair of torn up jeans. Putting on my boots as I was starting to get used to the ache in my chest. Some days it was manageable and others felt like hellfire. I got in my Camaro and drove to Benny's for another cup of coffee before heading to school. I sat in my car as I saw my eyes looked slightly worn in on my tan faded skin.
" I want this feeling to go away. I just want to remember." I say as a tear streams down my cheek. I wiped it away before going to school. A few classes went by before making it to AP Biology with Scott and Lydia before sitting down.
" Any luck on sleep?" Lydia asked as I shook my head.
" Not any for the last few weeks." I replied as she gave a sympathetic smile.
" The corpus callosum is not only the largest white matter structure in the brain, but also the bridge connecting all parts of the brain to each other. The ability for all parts of the brain to communicate and to work together help us make leaps in cognitive thinking. Any questions? Thoughts? Insight?" Mrs. Finch asked as I saw Lydia looking out the window.
" Lydia?" She asked as Lydia got her attention.
"..I completely agree." Lydia says as she's slightly dazed by looking outside.
" Is there something outside that's more fascinating than the structure of the human mind?" Mrs. Finch asked as Lydia shakes her head.
" No... I don't think so..." Lydia says as she gets off track. Something about the Jeep outside is making my brain itch and the ache flare up something fierce.
" No." Lydia replied as she looked to be off in her own world.
" Okay, good. Now, many people credit the corpus callosum, uh, for giving us a sense of intuition, gut instinct, that even we ourselves aren't aware-" Mrs. Finch says before Lydia gets up.
" I'm sorry, I'll be right back." She says before leaving the class. I'm so far from what's going on as Scott gets up and lets Mrs. Finch know he's going to check on her.
"...You guys know that classes aren't optional, right?" Mrs. Finch says as I get up.
" Screw it." I muttered before getting up and going to the teacher.
" We will be right back, I know who owns that Jeep, if you give us some time we will be back." I say as she nods.
" I'll give you guys 15 minutes to be back." She said as I nodded.
" Thank you." I say as I nod my head before heading after the two. I head outside to see Lydia and Scott talking to the tow guy.
" Oh, this is your vehicle?" He asked Lydia.
" Does it matter?" Lydia asked him.
" It's mine! Uh, my Jeep. Thank you. I'll move it... once I get the keys... from my locker... after you leave." Scott says as the Tow guy smirks.
" I'm sorry. Once it's on the hook..." He says as Lydia gives a face.
" Please don't say, "You're on the hook."" She says as the tow guy speaks up.
" Oh, I... Okay, look, there's gotta be something that we can do. Sign something? Call someone?" Scott asked as I smirked.
" How about I pay you to drop it?" I asked as I pulled 300 bucks out of my wallet.
" She knows what I mean." He says as he takes the cash and drops the Jeep. He proceeds to leave.
" Hey, you know I don't actually have the keys to this thing, right?" Scott says as Lydia touches the Jeep's hood.
" But now we have a Jeep!" Lydia says as I smirk.
" I'm sorry you had to pay the guy." Scott says, rubbing the back of his head.
" It's fine, a Pindrop in my wallet and bank accounts." I replied as he went wide eyed.
" How rich are you?" Lydia asked as I turned before looking back.
" Enough to give you a heart attack and drop dead seventeen times over." I replied as we headed back to Mrs. Finch's class.
" 12 minutes." Mrs. Finch said as I nodded.
" Glad to be back." I replied before taking my seat. Class was over not long after, I grabbed the notes from Mrs. Finch before heading out. Hearing a radio signal. I found Malia and Scott.
" You heard it too?" Scott asked as Malia spoke up.
" Where's it coming from?" She asked as I heard more.
" The parking lot." I replied as I ran. I heard them following me as I pushed through the doors and saw Lydia in front of the Jeep.
" It's coming from inside." Lydia remarked as I went to the door.
" Did somebody just lock the keys inside?" Malia asked as the radio kept going.
" Break it." Lydia tells us as I grabbed the handle and popped in the passenger as Lydia stood by. The radio soon stopped.
" Why'd it stop?" Malia asked as Lydia shrugged her shoulders.
" It doesn't matter- there has to be a reason." Lydia says as scents rolled in my nose.
" There are so many scents. Mine, Malia's, Scott's, Lydia's." I say as Scott nods in agreement.
" Mine? I've never been in this Jeep before." Malia says as Scott shakes his head.
" It has to make some fucking sense. We just don't remember." I say as tears weld my eyes.
" I thought we were done with that?" Malia asked as Scott perked at this.
" Uh, yeah, Lydia, " Parrish checked the VIN number. There's no record of an owner." Scott says as I opened the dash and saw a title. I shake it and it has no name.
" This is from '96. And there's no name." Scott says as Malia points out the address.
" But there's an address. 129 Woodbine Lane." Malia told us as I groaned.
" I know that address." I say as I get out of the Jeep.
" We need to see the Sheriff." Lydia says as I am holding the title.
" Let's roll." I told her as the last bell of the day rang. We head to the Sheriff's house to show him the title. They let us inside, Lydia and I proceeded to sit down across from them.
" I don't know what to tell you. I haven't seen that Jeep in... almost eighteen years." Claudia says as she holds the title.
" But it's in your name..." Lydia points out as I'm tapping my foot.
" But it was stolen." She replied putting the paper down.
" Then how did it end up at the high school of all places?" I asked as Noah spoke up.
" Beats the hell out of me. I mean, that thing was a junker back in the day. God only knows who'd want it now." Noah replied as Claudia spoke up.
" Maybe somebody dumped it there?" Claudia asked as I shook my head.
" So if it was in fact stolen like you said. Can we trace the history afterwards?" I asked as Noah shook his head.
" Maybe there's fingerprints on it?" Lydia asked as Noah sighed.
" Girls, is this about Stiles?" He asked as Claudia leaned forward with a sickly looking sympathetic grin. Something about her is off, what the fuck is it?
" Honey, don't you think you've taken this far enough?" She asked as I sat back. The tears welling in my eyes.
" I don't really know what's going on with you lately, but maybe it's a good time to talk to your brother? or your mom? You girls seem very troubled at the moment." She said, making me feel enraged and upset. I had to keep my cool.
" I'm sorry. You're right." Lydia says as I can see she's clearly as upset as I am.
" Hey, you okay?" Claudia asked us.
" Can we have a minute?" I asked as I stood up. Claudia nods and Lydia by my side head upstairs. I touch the wallpaper and press my back against the wall to break down into sobs. Lydia places a hand on my shoulder.
" I know he is real, he has to be." I say between sobs. I hold my necklace in my hands well and tight before we get up and leave. We headed back to the school to see the same tow truck driver about to hook the Jeep.
" We already paid you for that drop fee." Scott says as he smirks back at him.
" Yeah, and I dropped it, all right? Now, I'm picking it up again." He remarks at us.
" How much not to deal with you?" I asked as he shook his head.
" It's not about how much- they want it out of here, okay? It's not up to me." The tow driver said before Scott and I stepped forward.
" Don't make me move you, kid. Okay? I'm hookin' this thing up and I am towing it away." He says before Malia comes up and tears the chain hook off.
" Your truck's broken." She says and the tow driver proceeds to leave. We waited inside the jeep as Malia kept a lookout. Soon a loud roar echoed. It sounded so familial.
" What the hell?" Scott asked as I felt my eyes flash.
" It sounds fucking familiar." I replied as Lydia looked worried.
" I think all of Beacon Hills heard that." Lydia says as Malia turns to me.
" I think I recognize it." She says as Lydia tells us to haul ass. We ran into the woods, I smelt something burning like a flash.
" God in Christ!" I say covering my nose.
" There's something wrong with it." Scott says as he talks to Malia.
" It smells like whoever it is... is burning." Malia replied before another roar called out.
" I hear a heartbeat." Malia says as I walked up to the smell and saw a charred body with a heartbeat.
" Who is that?" Scott asked as I leaned forward with Malia. The scent roared in my nose as the flesh burned.
" I don't know, but I know the scent, even through the barbecue." Malia says as Scott looks worried.
" How do you think he got here? There's no tracks, no fire..." Scott says as the body's eyes flood open. It startled the hell out of me. I know those eyes! The memory floods my head.
" Oh my fucking god!" I groaned as Malia got the idea as I saw the spark of remembrance hit her.
" Oh, my God! Peter!" Malia says as I smirked.
" Dearest Uncle, what the hell happened to you?" I asked as he looked at Scott.
" Peter Hale- my dad." Malia says as I see Scott get the same remembrance glint in his eyes.
" Peter... He bit me. How could I forget him?" Scott says in surprise.
" How did I forget him?" Malia asked as I saw Peter clutching something.
" He has something." Malia states as I grabbed his head and began leeching pain from him.
" It's the only way to flood his body to relax." I say as they nod. I watched as they held his hands to ease his pain. Malia gets Peter's hands open and they are given a set of Jeep keys. We called an ambulance to take him to the hospital, Malia went with him before Scott and I headed back to the school. I get in the driver's seat and put the keys in.
" Please work. Please work." I begged quietly. I then started up the Jeep and it roared to life. The radio comes to life and out comes a voice. The ache pulsing.
" Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait..." Lydia says as the voice came in slightly clear this time.
" Hello? Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?" A boy's voice came through the radio.
" Stiles?" I asked as Scott hit the button.
" Stiles? Is this you?" Lydia asked as Scott took over for a moment.
" Stiles? Are you there?" Scott asked before we got a response.
" Scott? Lydia? Raven? Is that you?" Stiles called back before tears welled in my eyes as my heart began to settle.
" Stiles, please tell me this is you!" I exclaimed as the ache was slowly disappearing.
" Oh, my God. Do you know me? You remember me?" Stiles' voice was almost shaking at this point.
" Stiles, is this you? Is this actually you?" Lydia asked as Stiles replied
" Yeah. Listen to me... Raven, Do you remember the last thing I said to you?" Stiles asked as the memory was foggy but there.
" You said... You said, "Remember I love you."" I told him before Scott took over again. He was real! He was real!
" Are you okay?" Scott asked him.
" Where are you?" Lydia asked before I spoke up.
" We're comin' to get you." I called him.
" No, no, no. You can't. You won't be able to find me." Stiles replied, my heart growing sad and somehow alive.
" Stiles, what-what are you talking about? Just tell us where you are, and we'll-we'll come and..." Scott says panicking.
" Look, just remember this- Canaan. Okay? You have to find Canaan. Just find Canaan." Stiles tells us as the radio cuts dead.
" Stiles? Stiles!" Scott called out as I sat in the back of the Jeep almost in tears. He was real and now I was determined to find him, no matter what.