𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ⟪𝟏⟫ // ❮✓❯

Secrets // S. Stilinski (1/2)

I walk into the library while it's empty, no one used study hall to actually study, they just went home for an hour and came back. Weirdos. I breathe freely in the empty hall and start scanning through the shelves, to see if I can get my hands on any of the English Lit materials that we were reading last semester. I liked them, what can I say! I graced my hand across the spines in search, and found one that I wouldn't mind reading. I pulled it gingerly from the shelf and opened it, I quickly glanced over the first page and settled on reading it.

I tucked it under my arm and started towards the tables on the second floor of the large building. I threw my stuff on the ground next to one of the tables and plopped down into the chair at said table. I pulled out my phone and plugged in my headphones, I started playing some Avril Lavigne songs and started reading, I flipped through the pages and apparently sat there for two hours before realising that I hadn't moved. I was starting to get the feeling that someone was watching me, so I turned off my music and pulled out my headphones, wrapping them around my phone to keep them safe.

I looked around curiously and found no one else was in the library besides myself, the moths, but surprisingly not the ninety year old librarian - who looked older than time itself. Poor man. I sighed and slyly stuffed the book into my bag to take home with me and maybe force Stiles to read a couple of chapters. I gathered my things and headed down the stairs to leave when I was aggressively yanked into one of the isles between the shelfs and my head was slammed against the metal frame. I winced and furiously looked up at the person who did it, before my blood ran cold as ice. Theo.

He eyed me hungrily, like a lion does its prey, and attacked my lips with his. I violently protested, shoving against his chest and kicking to get out of his hold. He pulled back and chuckled darkly at my futile attempts.

"Oh, little Jupiter, whoever will save you from me?" He drawled and it dawned upon me that no one knew I would be here.

Not Isaac, not Malia, not Liam, not Lydia, not Kira, not Scott, and not Stiles. No one would be able to help me. I whimpered and pressed myself harder against the bookshelves, trying to create at least some distance between our faces, while a smirk played on Theo's lips at my terror. I scowled at him as he continued to move his face closer to mine and made a split second decision.

"SCOTT HELP-" I yelled, but not before I was cut off by Theo grabbing my throat.

Smashing my head against the metal bookshelf again, he smirked evilly at my pain. Sick bastard probably got a hard on from it. I winced and realised that his grip around my neck was tightening, lessening my ability to breathe. I made every attempt to make a noise to signal my location to any of the pack, but it proved useless.

"Jupiter!"

Theo's face was thrown from my vision and I dropped to the floor weakly as Theo's back firmly hit the wall, sending books flying off the shelf. I gasped for breath as Scott helped me to my feet and hurried me out of the library and into the parking lot. I sobbed and coughed through my tired gasps, crying into his shirt.

"T-Thank y-you." I said through violent coughs and lack of breath.

"I'm just glad I got there in time." He chuckled and rubbed small circles on my back.

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I told Lydia about the whole situation first chance I saw her, breaking down in front of her as I told her what happened.

"Jupiter..." She cooes hoarsely, on the verge of tears herself.

"I really thought I was going to die, Lyd." I whimper.

"Are you going to tell Stiles?"

"No." I say cruelly.

"Why not?" She scoffed.