Chapter 9: Gun?

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Scott's pov:

I'm laying on my bed about to go to sleep when I get a call from y/n. The way she talks it's almost like she's afraid and it sounds like she needs help. But before I could get anything out of her, the phone call ended.

What if she's in trouble or something? Maybe she just wanted to apologize for not answering my calls? No, she's too stubborn to apologize, and besides, I don't think an apology would ever come this fast.

I call Stiles to find out in case he's heard anything that might help me understand the situation. My knee shakes uncontrollably while waiting for Stiles to answer my call.    A few seconds pass until I hear his voice.

"Scott? Why are you calling me? You know I need my eight hours of sleep." He replies in a raspy newly awakened voice.

"Sorry about that, but I think y/n is going through something."

"Y/n? Why? Did she tell you anything?"

"She called me, but before she could tell me anything, the line ended,"  I answered him.

"You sure she didn't just accidentally call you?"

"I'm sure, something about her voice feels off."

"Fine, I know you won't be able to sleep until you know she's fine. Get dressed and ready, I'll be there in five." He says before ending the
call....

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Stiles pov:

I arrive at Scott's house. I turn off the radio and sit still and wait.

"Stiles, please, let me change it." She let out, trying to reach out to the radio.                              I shake my head in response to her request. She looks at me, eager to reach out again.           " Don't even try it y/n"                                                                                                                               "But Stiles, That's a shitty song."                                                                                                          "Well then it's my shitty song," I tell her...

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"Stiles? You gonna open the door or what?" Scott asks me while knocking at my car window.

I sign and simply answer him "Oh sorry."

"Drive to the woods."

"The woods?" I ask confused.

"The app says that her phone is there."

"So? You don't think that's suspicious? Her phone late at night in the woods?" I ask Scott.

"Just drive" He commands.

"But...."

"No but's. We've got your bat and my claws. What else would we possibly need?"

"A gun perhaps?!"

"Drive." He commands again, this time I listen.....

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Y/n's pov:

I slowly open my eyes to yet again realize I'm still here. On the ground in the darkness. Something's different, it's almost as if all the animals have fled these grounds. I can't hear a single thing but the wind.

I look around trying to see anything, but it's too dark. My eyes focus on one dark spot, and I soon realize why. Two red eyes staring back at me. I try to get up but fail as the pain on my back increases with every movement I make. I look down for a split second, to then look up seeing that those eyes no longer staring back at me. Where are they?

My question is soon answered as I see a dark silhouette of some kind of beast. It looks at me for only a second before running towards me. It's too fast, there's no way I'll ever survive the attack. I close my eyes....

One, two, three, four, five seconds pass. I look up to see a man standing and fighting off the beast. Is that a werewolf?

I try to keep my eyes open to see what is happening, but the darkness slowly welcomes me...

♡︎

I feel someone's arms reaching out for my body. Is someone trying to carry me?  I fight to look up at the person, but with the blood loss, all of my energy is gone. I feel my body being lifted up, strong arms surrounding me. It feels peaceful and comforting, it's been a while since I've had someone holding me. I give it one last try to open my eyes. And to my surprise, it works. But the person I see in front of doesn't bring me any peace.

"Derek?"

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