Fragile • Stiles Stilinski [One]

Batman and Robin

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Teen Wolf.

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Chapter Four

"So let me get this straight, you attacked Allison in a school bus?" I asked as we walked into school.

"I don't know-" Scott shrugged "I woke up. I was all sweaty and breathing heavy, it was weird. I've never had a dream like that before."

"I have, it usually ends a little differently though." Stiles smirked.

I scrunched up my nose. "Really Stiles? I could have gone my entire life without knowing that."

Scott rolled his eyes at Stiles. "I meant because A) I've never had a dream feel that real before and B) Never give us that much detail about you in bed again."

I chuckled at Scott and nodded in agreement. Stiles still thought it was pretty amusing cause the goofy smile on his face hadn't changed since he said it.

"Noted." Stiles said.

"I think I may know why you had that dream though, Scott" I told him as I walked up to my locker. I mean let's be real here, it probably isn't a great idea for Scott to go out with Allison when he can't control himself. He literally almost tore Stiles apart, soooooo.....

"No Otto, I already know what you're going to say. You think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow, and you think I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out with my teeth or something." Yup, pretty much took the words right out of my mouth Scotty boy.

I shook my head lightly, "Nahhh, that's not-Okay, yeah...that's exactly what I'm saying..."

"Personally, I think you're handling this pretty freakin amazingly." Stiles admitted "You know, it's not like there's a lycanthropy for beginner's class you can take."

"Yeah, not a class, but maybe a teacher...." Scott replied, leaning against the locker to the left of mine.

Derek Hale. I groaned as I grabbed the textbooks I needed. "Please tell me you've met another werewolf recently, and you're not talking about who I think you're talking about..."

"Who, Derek?" Stiles asked, "You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?"

"Well, we did kind of find half of his sisters body buried on his property. Who knows, maybe jail will be a good place for him."

We began walking down the hall again, "Yeah, I know...but chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it just all felt too real."

"How real, Scott?" Stiles asked, as he stopped dead in his tracks.

"Like it actually happened." Scott replied looking at Stiles.

As my eyes met the scene my hand made its way to my mouth, a gasp falling from my lips. "Scott..."

"I think it did, man..." Stiles stated looking shocked.

In confusion Scott turned to look at what we were staring at, and his eyes finally met the school bus. The emergency door was ripped off of the back, and there was blood splattered all over the windows...all over everything.

"Scott, look...I'm sure she's okay..." I said, trying to make him feel a little better. But, on the inside I'm freaking out also. Something happened, something bad...and I feel like Scott having that "dream" isn't just a coincidence.

"She's hasn't been answering my texts..."

Stiles shifted awkwardly in place, "It could just be just a coincidence, okay? A seriously amazing coincidence."