Stiles spent the weekend in the hospital due to a concussion but other than that he was fine.
Everyone came to visit him but he didn't want them to close to him at the moment, he felt that this Robert Covak guy would start going after the people he loved the most.
He was grateful to have all of them in his life but he felt that it would end soon enough, that everything; Robert Covak, the Nogitsune, everything, would end up killing him in the end.
The nightmares had started coming back after the long pause but this time they were more gruesome and realistic.
"Are you ready?" His dad asked him.
" Yeah" He whispered while grabbing the rest of his stuff.
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After getting home Stiles immediately went up to his room, closing the door behind him.
He rested his forehead on the door for a second before he breathed out and turned around to find three figures standing in the darkness next to the window, he ran to the left and grabbed his baseball bat but as he did he was pulled back and thrown onto his bed.
The light switched on, blinding him, making him drop the bat to cover his eyes. Someone grabbed the shoulder of his shirt hard and suspecting violence Stiles curled up, he covered his face with his arms preparing for the punches.
"Stiles! Calm down" Scott's voice broke through the fear induced earplugs that had forced him to listen to the loud buzzing of his own fear.
Stiles opened his eyes slowly and found that the three figures were Scott, Isaac and Derek. He grabbed the bat while standing up and glaring at the guys.
"Next time switch on the light before you do something like this, or you know, anounce yourself!" Stiles shouted angrily.
" Sorry " Scott said guiltily, they really didn't mean to scare him. Stiles put the bat down next to the door and looked at them.
" Why are you here? " Stiles asked confused.
" We wanted to see if you were alright " Isaac said concerned.
"Well as you can see I'm fine so you can leave " Stiles said a little too viciously.
"You're not fine! " Scott shouted.
" I wish you would just leave me to deal with my own problems!" Stiles shouted back.
"...Fine" Scott said quietly, he headed towards the window with Derek and Isaac.
" Can we please try to be normal and use the door? " Stiles asked exasperated before walking out of the room, he was so done with that window shit.
They all followed Stiles downstairs and Stiles spotted his dad sitting at the dining table, looking at crime scene photos and reports.
Stiles noticed the Jack Daniels sitting open on the table, half empty.
" Dad, are you okay? " Stiles asked as he stopped.
" I just can't wrap my head around this case" His dad said as he picked up the bottle and took a swig.
Stiles stayed silent as his dad spoke again.
" I mean, who's this pretty boy? Why were you there? And why can't you remember the guys face?"
Stiles looked down,thinking about telling his dad about this Robert guy.
"I got a message" He blurted out unexpectedly.
" What?! And you didn't tell me! " His dad shouted.
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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...