FLAMES. | s.stilinski

chapter 18

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I stop when I saw Stiles walk through my once locked door later on that night.

I frowned. "You have a key?"  

Stiles grins and holds up a key.

"I have a key," he had a big bag with him- I forgot that the full moon was tonight.  

"Scott?" My mum asks, walking through the lounge to the door with her work clothes on.  

"Stiles." Stiles smiled at my mum.  

"Key!" Mum pointed at the key, I'm not surprised that Stiles made himself a key.  

"Yeah, I had one made, so..." Stiles trailed off, holding up the key. 

"That doesn't surprise me." Mum said, looking at Stiles.

"It scares me, but it doesn't surprise me." Stiles dumbs the big bag on the ground, and mom stares at it. "What is that?" 

"Our science project, mom. Me and Stiles are partners in a science project." I told her. I didn't exactly lie.

"Sky, he's okay, right?" Mum asked.

"Who? Scott? Yeah, totally," I nodded.  

"He just doesn't talk to me that much anymore, not like he use to." I felt bad, cause I haven't talked to her much either.  

"Well, he's had a bit of a rough week." Stiles told her.  

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. Yeah."

"Um, okay, be careful tonight."  

"You, too." We both said at the same time.  

"Full moon."  

"What?" I said a bit too quickly.   

"There's a full moon out tonight." Mom said, getting out her car keys.

"You should see how the ER gets. Brings out all the nut jobs."

"Oh, right." 

"You know, it's actually where they came up with the word lunatic." Mom then left, and Stiles and I quickly run up the stairs.  

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Stiles and I enter Scott's room.

Wonder how long it's gonna be before he shows up.

Stiles dumbs the bag on the ground. Stiles turned on the light.  

"Oh, my god!" Sitting there was Scott in his chair.

"Dude. You scared the hell out of me." I chuckle in amusement.  

"Mom said you weren't home yet." I told him, and sat on the edge of Scott's bed.  

"I came in through the window." I immediately noticed Scott wasn't Scott.

His voice was deeper than usual, it came out like low. His voice changed.  

"Okay," Stiles said uneasily. "Uh, well, let us get this set up. I want you to see what I brought you." Stiles ahd dumbed the bag a few feet away from Scott and started digging through it.  

"I'm fine." Scott said.

"I'm just gonna lock the door and go to bed early tonight."  

I shake my head at him.  

"You sure about that? Cause you got this kind of serial killer look going on in your eyes, and I'm hoping it's the full moon taking effect, 'cause it's really starting to freak me out." Stiles blurts out.  

"I'm fine."

"You should go now." 

"All right, I'll leave. Well, look, would you at least look n the bag and see what I brought you?" Stiles requests.

"You know, maybe ou could use it, maybe you don't. Sound good?"  

Scott slowly gets out of his chair and walks forward towards the bag.

This is starting to freak me out. He bends down, and he picks up the pile of chains.   
"You think I'm gonna let you put this on me and chain me up like a dog?" Scott asked, in a very low not himself a voice.

Scott drops the chains in the bag.  

"Actually, no." My eyes widen, what? Stiles then reveals what he's been hiding behind his back, and cuffs him to the heater.  

"What the hell are you doing?" Scott growled out. Stiles stands up, and picks me up as well, I stand behind Stiles.  

"Protecting you from yourself and giving you some payback."

Why? What did Scott do?

"For making out with Lydia." My eyes widen.

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"I brought you some water." Stiles said as he and I entered Scott's room with Stiles. Scott was still on the ground.

Stiles then held up a bowl that said Scotty.

Stiles then poured the water in the bowl.  

Stiles throws the bottle onto the fall once it was done and placed the bowl down onto the floor next to Scott.  

"Enjoy," I told him. He glared at me, and Stiles and I both turned around.  

"I'm gonna kill you!" Scott yelled at us, chucking the bowl towards us, I felt water hit my back. 

"You kissed her, Scott, okay?" Stiles turned around, his voice was angery.

"You kissed Lydia. That's like, the one girl that I..." I didn't want to hear any more about this, I was already jealous that Stiles liked Lydia more than he liked me.  

God, why am I so mad about this?

Lydia doesn't even acknowledge him and he still goes after her like a lost puppy.

Stiles deserves better.

I entered my room, then my bathroom.

I open my eyes, and I gasp loudly when I saw Stiles standing at the doorway of my bathroom, staring at me in the mirror.  

I turn my whole body around. "What?" I ask him, he had this worried look in his eyes.  

"Scott's gone."