↳𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇 is forced to move to Beacon Hills, after things look up for her brother Jordan. She is terrified of the thing that keeps growing inside of her, whilst she cluelessly watches. She seeks for help from a little pack, yet someone i...
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♧︎𝐘/𝐍
Stiles and I were climbing the wall, part of the classwork for gym class.
"So Scott said that this thing had a tail?" I asked.
"Like a reptile, and it's eyes were different."
"Maybe it isn't human." I hypothesized.
"I highly doubt that." Stiles said with a tight-lipped smile.
We climbed to the top of the wall, and I beat Stiles by jumping down first.
"That's no fair, you have powers." Stiles whined. "Which means I could have made you fall, but I didn't." I provoked.
—
I ran into the gym and saw Erica fall right into Scott's grasp. A second later, and she would've been seriously injured.
Her gasps were like yearns of help, each breath barely escaping. She's having a seizure.
"Put her on her side." I commanded.
"How'd you know?" Allison asked Scott.
"I just felt it." He whispered.
—
I was in the bathroom, just before class was about to start.
Until I heard sobs coming from one of the stalls. "Hello? Who's in there?" I asked.
"No one. Go away." Lydia lamented. "Lydia? It's me, Y/n. Open the door, we can talk about this." I invited.
I was met with a couple second of silence, until Lydia slowly opened the door and revealed herself. "Do you wanna' talk about what's wrong?" I eased.
Comforting sad pretty girls was considered a profession for me now. "It's Jackson. He's such a jerk. He keeps talking about how I did this to him and I don't even know what 'this' Is. He said that I was immune to the bite, something about my blood or saliva was a poison for the bite." She gasped for air.
Did what to Jackson? What's wrong with Jackson?
"Oh, Lydia, don't listen to anything that douchebag says. He's just a selfish prick." I comforted while caressing her shoulder gently.
She cried silently in my embrace, until she suddenly perked herself up. "I have to go." She left the bathroom, and seemed to be chasing something, a lead perhaps.
