Stiles ran until his lungs burned with the effort, he couldn't handle this, he wasn't strong enough.
He knelt over, hands on his knees, and tried to breathe.
"Stiles" The voice said for the fifth time.
Stiles maneuvered himself behind a big tree in order to hide himself.
" Stiles " It repeated, getting closer.
Stiles quietly got his phone out and dialed Scott's number and after about two rings, he picked up.
" Stiles? It's like 3am " He said irritably.
" Scott, you gotta help me, I'm in the woods" Stiles breathed, trying to stay as quiet and calm as possible.
"Calm down, Stiles, what's happening? " Scott asked concerned.
" It's after me, please you gotta-"
" Stiles " It said even louder, it was behind the tree.
Stiles ran, he couldn't let it get him.
" Stiles?!" Scott said for the second time.
Stiles quickly looked around to find nothing there so he stopped to take a breath.
" Scott, please it's gonna get me, I'm not fast enough, please help-" Before Stiles could continue he was thrown roughly against a tree forcing his phone out of his hands.
Stiles groaned and got up but was thrown across the clearing into another tree.
" Stop! " Stiles shouted before getting kicked in the face.
" Please " Stiles whimpered breathing heavily.
One final blow to the head caused Stiles' vision to blur.
"You did this to yourself " It said before plunging the blade deep into Stiles' abdomen, the pain coursing through him as the crimson blood flooded out in heaps.
Stiles screamed as Isaac and the Sheriff held him down, trying to wake him up in the process.
Eventually his eyes shot open, fear coursing through those brown gems as he screamed until he couldn't breathe.
After calming him down Isaac and the Sheriff let go of Stiles and sat heavily on the bed.
Stiles processed the events of the nightmare and lifted his shirt to make sure everything was fine.
He let out a sigh of relief as he saw nothing but the old bruises and scars, he let out a shaky laugh before looking over at his dad and Isaac.
" I'm sorry " He said suddenly feeling a rush of grief for waking them up.
" Stiles, It's okay "
"No it's not!" Stiles shouted before grabbing his head as it ached.
" Are you okay?" His dad asked taking a hold of his shoulder.
" Yeah, just a slight headache" Stiles smiled, "It's nothing serious"
***
Stiles stayed up the rest of the night, he couldn't fall asleep without having another nightmare so he decided to write a new song and once he finished it the sun had started to rise.
Mayday! Mayday!
The ship is slowly sinking
They think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling
They're all around me,
Circling like vultures
They wanna break me and wash away my colors
Wash away my colors
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Losing my Mind
FanfictionStiles is going through a hard time in his life and has to deal with stuff most teens don't have to go through...
