Roxys POV
I finish my make up and walk down the stairs in my blue flats. "Oh my god." Dad says and I look up. "Hot mama." Stiles says and I snort.
"Im dancing with you first." He says. "Of course." I say and Stiles grins at me. "I have to go get Lydia, whos picking you up?" Stiles says.
"No one." I say confidently. "I dont need no man." I say and grab dads keys. "I do need the bike though." I say and dad nods. I grin as I walk to the motorbike in the garage.
I hop on it with a helmet and smile. "Look out Beacon Hills." I whisper and ride the bike to the dance.
I hop off after parking and smile at the boy walking past. When I get in the hall, it wasnt very full but I still just wanted to dance. I grab a drink and walk to the dance floor.
Someones hands land on my hips and I see Matt. I groan and out my hand on his and crush it. "Get the point yet?" I growl and he nods. He lets go and walks away.
As the room starts to fill up a slow song starts. I walk off of the dance floor and sit down. "Hey, I wanna dance." Someone says and I look up. "Your not supposed to be here." I hiss at the werewolf. "But I am arent I." Scott says and I sigh.
I take his hand and he helps me up. "Spotted her yet?" I ask. He looks down at me. "Im not looking for her, I just wanna dance with someone whos like a sister to me." He says and I smile leaning my head on his shoulder.
We spin around a couple of times causing us both to laugh. Scott is a good friend. "My turn!" Stiles chuckles when I go back to sit down.
"Ugh you two." I groan and the two boys laugh. Stiles takes my hand but we stay on the edge of the dance floor. "You're keeping an eye on her arent you." I ask and he nods. He spins me around so I can see Lydia.
"You have to dance with her." I say and he nods. "After you, we havemt danced since mum died." Stiles says and I nod. "Well now we have." I say and he chuckles.
"You know you'll have to dance with dad when we get home." Stiles points out. "I know." I sigh and he chuckles.
The music changes so Stiles lets go of me and tries to get Lydia up. I smile as I wander around the hall. I get to the two open doors and walk out to the bleachers.
I sit on the bench and look out to the darkness. It was a nice view until yelling ruined it.
"Jackson!" It was Lydia. I jump down and run over to the girl. "Have you seen Jackson?" She asks. "He didnt come out here, go look somewhere else." I say and she nods.
"Jackson." She whispers and I turn to follow her eyeline. That wasnt Jackson. The figure walks closer and I try to get Lydia to leave. But she doesnt.
It was Peter.
I shift infront of Lydia and stand in the way of her. Peter shows me his red eyes but I refuse to leave. I growl at him and he growls back causing me to shift back.
"Lydia run." I say turning to the girl, but she doesnt, shes in shock. "Lydia!" It was Stiles. "Run!" He says as he comes barreling towards us. Peter lunges for her but I move in his way.
I get knocked to the ground with scratches on my sides and neck. "Stiles." I whisper and the boy moves to my side. I see his worried face before everything goes black.
I wake up in the hospital with Melissa by my side. "Hey sweetheart." She says. "Hi." I whisper. "Your wounds healed quite quickly, do you want me to let you go?" She asks. "Nah, I still feel like shit." I say honestly.
"Okay, Ill let you rest up." She says and I nod. "Wait." I say before she reaches the door. "Is Lydia okay?" I ask and Melissa nods. "Her wounds are healing but shes having an allergic reaction to it so itll be a while before she wakes up." Melissa explains and I nod.
The nurse leaves the room and I sit up to look out the window. I could hear howling and growling but I couldnt leave. I didnt want too.
I refused too.
I lay back in my bed and feel myself begin to shift involuntary. The fangs grow, the claws. I feel alot of bloodlust on one person.
Stiles
I grip my bed and try not to move. I hang on to the happy thoughts of Stiles and after I while I hear a distressed howl. The shifting stops and I feel myself go back to normal.
I press the nurse button and Melissa rushes in. "Can I go home?" I ask and she nods. She makes me sign something and before I leave I check on Lydia.
I walk into her room and grip her hand in mine. I feel pain run through my arms and look down. I was taking hers away. How in the hell?
I let go and walk out to see Stiles in his suit. "Peters dead." He whispers. "Dereks safe, hes the Alpha." He whispers more and I just run to hug him.
I had put my dress back on and he was gripping it tight. "Go home, see dad." He whispers in my ear. I nod and pull away. "I love you." I say and he grins placing a kiss to my forehead.
"I love you too dumbass."
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Lunatic ** Issac Lahey
Fanfictionlunatic /ˈluːnətɪk/ noun a person who is mentally ill (or in this case, supernatural) Roxy Stillinski is Stiles twin sister. As the two get wrapped up in the supernatural world life gets more and more difficult. When you apart of something so diffi...