Not the same

Chapter 21

*Stiles' P.O.V*

We had been sitting outside of the bank for a good hour and a half. I glanced over at Chris who was intensely staring out the window. I moved over by her and looked out to see what she was staring at. I saw nothing. I moved back to my side if the Jeep and waited another half hour before I let out a loud groan. "Chris what are we doing here? Nothing is here. There is nothing happening." She rolled her eyes but didn't answer. "Come on, maybe we can just go get a burger or something?" Still no reply. I let out a deep sigh and laid back against the door. "You know McDonalds is just right up the street." I looked to her seat only to realize it was empty. When did she even get out of the Jeep? I looked up and saw that she was sneaking behind the building. I got out and followed after her. I snuck up beside her and pulled on her shirt sleeve. "What the hell are you doing?" She was crouched down looking through a window into the bank. "What are you looking at?" I glance in an saw that the bank was covered in blood. I stumbled back. "What is that? What's going on?" I felt rather queasy. I didn't do well with blood. "Shh, do you want to get us killed?" I would've answered but I was already close to passing out.

*Chris' P.O.V*

"Shhh, do you want to get us killed?" I asked him still looking into the bank. When he didn't answer I turned around. Stiles had passed out. "Shit." I looked from his motionless body to the window. I had already seen all I could see from here. I let out a small groan and went to help Stiles. I had to get him in the Jeep I couldn't risk us getting found out. I picked him up and dragged him to the Jeep. Once he was situated in the passenger seat I grabbed the keys from his pocket.