Nightmare (Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter Eleven: Control

Hey. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. Anyways, here is another chapter. :)

          The sky was already dark and the woods were starting to creep me out. I held onto Stiles tighter. "Thank you." I said softly. "For what?" "For being here for me. I'm crazy most of the time and I know it's hard." He gave me a loving look. "Your not crazy. It would be even harder for me to be away from you. I'm the one who should be thanking you." I stared into his brown eyes and felt whole. "Your amazing." I said running my fingers through his short hair. "So are you." He replied sweetly. We sat there for a long time holding each other but when Stiles starting yawning and rubbing his eyes, I knew I had to let him get some sleep.

          "I should go home. It's getting late." I said staring out at the black sky. "Yeah, it is getting late." He started driving and it didn't take long to reach my house. "I'll see you tomorrow." I said giving him a soft smile. "Okay, I'll pick you up in the morning. Your car should be ready by tomorrow." I had forgot all about my car. "Okay bye." I hated saying bye, it made me feel so cold. I leaned in and gave him a soft kiss before getting out of the jeep. I waved at him as he backed out of the driveway. I looked up at my window and sighed. How am I suppose to get back inside? It would be way to risky to go through the front door or even the back door for that matter. I attempted to climb up to my window but failed. I thought I heard the sound of someone laughing and immediately stiffened. I looked around me and finally relaxed when I didn't see anything. I groaned as I attempted to climb up again. "Great." I said sarcastically as I sat down on the ground.

          "Need some help there?" A familiar voice said. I looked over to see Jackson. What was he doing here? "What do you want?" I asked harshly. He seemed hurt by my words and he frowned. "I'm sorry. I've just had a bad day." I said quickly. He smiled at me. This kid has to be bipolar. One minute he is pushing me against a locker and the next he is asking me if I need help and smiling. "Yeah, sorry about earlier." He said running his fingers through his hair. I stared at him feeling sympathy, he is all alone. "So, you need help?" He asked. "I can't get up to my window and I can't go inside because my mom has no idea I even left." I said feeling defeated. He had an amused expression on his face. He must really think this is funny. I crossed my arms over my chest. "I can help you get up to your window." "How?" I asked standing up. He motioned for me to follow him. I don't know why but I did. He then bent down on his knees like he was going to propose to me. I stood there confused.

          "Come on. I'll boost you up." Oh, that makes sense. I put my foot on his hand and he stood up. I thought I was going to fall but I grabbed onto the roof and easily climbed up. I looked down at him. "Thank you so much." I said smiling. "Don't mention it. See you at school." I waved as he walked into the woods next to my house. I don't understand him. I climbed into my window and saw Rebecca sitting on my bed. She smiled at me. "Where have you been?" She asked suspiciously. "Um..." I looked around trying to think of something. "You were with Stiles, weren't you?" She asked. "Yeah." I said not coming up with anything to explain why I was coming inside through my window. "Who was that other boy that helped you into the window?" Wow, how much did this girl see? "Um...his name is Jackson." I said looking over at the window. "Oh. He's cute too." She said playing with the ends of her hair.

          I didn't respond to her statement about Jackson. Sure, the guy is kind of cute but I love Stiles way too much to ever look at him in that way. "I'm going to go to bed." She said standing up from the bed. She almost made it to the door. "Hey, Rebecca." I said feeling bad for not saying anything. "Yeah?" She said turning around and looking at me. "I really like you being here." She smiled at me. "Me too." She said as she walked out of the door. I released a deep breath and looked around my room. I don't want to go to sleep but I know I eventually have to. I sat down on my bed and opened up my drawer. I pulled out a picture of my father. He looks just like me. I never told my mom about my picture because she doesn't like to talk about him. I found it one day when I was looking through old photo albums that my mom kept in boxes in the attic of our old house. I've always kept it in my drawer for moments when I want to talk to him. I know that might sound stupid but I feel like he is watching over me in a way. I never got a chance to meet him so this is the only way I can deal with it.

          "So, I've got myself in quite the situation here." I said to the picture. I feel kind of stupid talking to a picture but I need to talk to him somehow. "I'm not sure what to do and I don't know why this is happening. I wish you were here to help me." I felt the tears fill in my eyes threatening to spill out. "It's not fair that I never got a chance to meet you, I want to see you so bad. I met someone..." I closed my eyes for a moment as the tears finally came. "His name is Stiles and he is really great. I'm not good enough for him. I have too much going on to be there for him. I just wish I could return the comfort he provides me." I stared at the picture and let a tear drop on it. I quickly wiped it away.

          "If you were here you might be able to help me. I can't tell mom, I don't want to upset her. It really hurt her when you passed away." I thought back to when my mom use to stare at the walls for hours and wouldn't speak to me. She was in such a depressed state and I was too young to know what to do. "I love you." I said putting the picture back into my drawer. I cried and held onto my pillow tightly. I can't do this. I can't be strong, I'm not strong. I closed my eyes and put the covers over me. I opened my eyes and stared at my dark room trying to stay awake. I eventually feel asleep.

          "Hello Serenity." Derek said smiling at me. I was in my room this time. I looked around and then back at Derek's red eyes. "Just get it over with." I said stepping towards him. He laughed. "You have so much to learn. I'm not here to hurt you. Now that I've scratched you I have control over your mind, which means I need you alive if I want to torture you." I stared at him coldly. "What do you mean you have control over my mind?"

          He smiled as he approached me. "I'm going to make your life a nightmare. I can enter your mind and make you have powerful illusions. I can also enter your nightmares, which explains why were here." I felt my body go numb. "Why me?" I asked trying to force breaths out of my nose. "That's what I intend to find out." I gave him a confused look. "There has to be a reason why you started having these nightmares in the first place, I'm just here to make them interesting." I frowned. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" "That would be boring." He smiled. I just stood there waiting.

          A few moments passed and I was still in the same position. "So, what's going to happen this time?" I asked looking around. This is the first time I have really had control over what I say. "Nothing but I'll see you tomorrow." I didn't believe him. "Yeah right, let's just get this over with. You know, the part where you kill someone I love and I beg you not to." I said feeling confident for the first time. "So much to learn..." He said walking over to my window. I glared at him. "You should get use to me, I'm going to be in your head a lot." He said casually jumping out my window. I jumped off my bed and ran over to my window. He was already gone.

Okay, that's all for now. Thank you for reading. :)