There's a lot of things you think about when you think you're about to die. Your family, friends, your achievements. I thought about all of those especially my dad, he was so heartbroken leaving my siblings back home but at least he could see them. I don't know how he would've coped with never being able to see me again. Mostly I thought about Stiles. I thought about everything we could've been, the last time we kissed which I regretted until I was dying. I prayed to be able to see him again, to hold him. I fainted so many times due to the pain I thought each moment would be my last but I'm stronger than I know. I also have friends who saved me, friends anyone would die to have... not literally. They saved me. Liam saved me. Argent saved me. Scott saved me. Stiles saved me. Alfie kind of saved me but if he hadn't of stopped me when I was escaping I wouldn't need saving.
I woke up to the sun glaring onto my face. I pulled the covers over my head.
"Ems we should get up", Stiles yawned.
"Five more minutes", I groaned wrapping my arms tighter around stiles.
He moaned softly before sighing. "I think we both know that five minutes normally turns into thirty then to an hour. We've got a lot to do today, we don't have much time to waste".
"What does that mean?"
"I'll tell you once your up". It didn't sound good and if I was to stay in bed any longer the anxiety would eat me up. So I got up. I quickly kissed Stiles and jumped out of bed. I walked out of the room and towards the shower, it was natural to me. I didn't even realise where I was until I passed a room I haven't seen in a while. Allison's room. The door was closed. It was too painful for Argent to keep it open. I faced the door and placed my hand on the handle, slowly turning it. The door opened with a creak and I peaked inside. It was exactly the way Allison left it. The bed still untidy. On her table were some arrow heads and standing up behind them were photos. Photos of all of us. There was one of Allison and I at one of Lydia's parties. We looked so young. My heart felt heavy and some part of me wished I had joined her last night. I pulled my head back and closed the door. I didn't feel ready to open these wounds, not today.
The shower was the most refreshing thing I have ever felt. I washed off the dirt that had been on my the past few days. The dried blood. Theo's touch. My body had healed from the bites but the pain from Theo's was embedded into my brain. It was a pain I would never forget. I begged to die because of the pain. My body shivered at the thought. I studied my face in the steamed up mirror. Drawing fangs and pointed ears in the steam. This is who I am now. A werewolf.
"Ems, are you okay?" Stiles voice came from behind the door.
"Yeah, just going to brush my teeth". I searched in the cabinet under the sink for any spare toothbrushes. Argent always used to keep them for when Lydia, Isaac or I used to stay over. I found a spare one and brushed my teeth.
"Can I come in?" He asked. I couldn't speak since my mouth was full of toothpaste. I opened the door and let Stiles enter and the steam out. "Wow it's hot in here and I don't just mean because you're in a towel". I blushed stupidly.
"Shut up". I spat the toothpaste out.
He chuckled as I went into the cabinet and passed him a spare toothbrush. He took it and placed it in his mouth. "Thank you", he smirked. I passed him the toothpaste. I carried on brushing my teeth as he began to brush his.
"I'm going to find some spare clothes for us. I know there should be some in there from when we used to stay around before". Argent was always prepared. Argent was always ready for any situation. So I know anything I needed I could find here whether it's a pair of socks or a pistol.
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FanficIt's now Senior year and Emily is more lost than ever. Stiles and Malia are getting closer while her and Alfie are growing apart. With a new boy joining the school, the pack is divided. Who will trust him? Will Emily understand her feelings? Will sh...