Mind over Matter

Sexy Blonde

Stiles layed in his bed staring up at the ceiling. It had been a week since he had first began losing control over his actions. His mind was wondering about until it finally rested on the major problem. He couldn't control his action and he didn't know why. He felt like he had a bunch of blank spaces where he was supposed to have memories.

Stiles sat up in his bed and made his way over to his computer. He had done this every night for the past four days.

He booted up his laptop and typed away at the search bar.

What the fuck is wrong with me?!

It loaded. A bunch of useless junk came up. He knew that would happen but he wasn't quiet sure how he was supposed to word his predicament. So he sat forward and just searched.

Memory loss

He clicked the first link. Caused by stress, depression, medicines, sleep deprivation, alcoholism, etc. He sighs loudly. He didn't have any of these problems. Stiles cleared the search bar and sat there thinking for a moment. That's when it hit him. This whole thing started with that flower. The day that he had found the flower was the day everything went to hell. He leaned forward and typed in his search.

Loss of memory caused by plants

Several pages came up. All having to do with a drug. He wasn't looking for drugs he was looking for plants. With a heavy sigh he sat forward and clicked the first link. Maybe it has something to do with the stupid flower. He thought.

"The Wolfbane flower" he clicked on the picture linked to it. There it is. That's the flower.

He scrolled down and read the description.

"The Wolfbane flower, although beautiful it is also one of the most harmful plants known to man. The Wolfbane flower contains a chemical that shuts down brain cells for certain periods of time. To animals and insects this plant is very deadly. To a human though it is not so deadly due to our respiratory systems. The Wolfbane flower is still however a flower that can usually be found on the blackmarket. The flower can be inhaled or digested, either way the flower will cause loss of free will and cause blanks in the memory. A person would usually just feel as if they had been dreaming if they remember anything at all. When the free will is taken it can be harmful to the person."

Stiles read more on the article and visited a few other sites. He read of a few victims that came into contact with the flower. Then he reads a little more just to be sure of himself.

( http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scopolamine if you guys are interested in learning more.. Its actually pretty awesome)

"Scopolamine is used as a central nervous system depressant to treat nausea, motion sickness, and increasingly for Parkinson's symptoms and in anesthesia. It's attracting attention for its potential in treating addiction, specifically nicotine. Scopolamine comes with a slew of side effects including dry mouth, impaired speech, amnesia, excitement and restlessness, hallucinations, and delirium."

His tongue is a little dry and he has been getting headaches all week. The speech thing he wouldn't be able to know being he always manages to stutter. He's always been restless. Stiles only hallucinated once and it was about a sexy blonde jock, but that could just be a part of feeling excitement and plus he's not gay. At least didn't think he was.

He shut his laptop and groaned. Why me. Throwing an arm over his eyes and sighed. He heaved himself from his chair and crawled into bed without another glance at his laptop. He really didn't want to go to school tomorrow. Especially since he would have to deal with Mr.Harris and Jackson in detention.

With a whimper he pulled up his covers and drifted asleep. Thoughts of himself being so badass when the zombie apocalypse comes to light.

------(small skip)------

A hand trailed up and down his sides while a pair of soft lips grazed the skin of his neck. The bigger body pressed him down into the bed. He lifted his head to watch the top of the blonde head lick a trail down his stomach and dip into his navel and back out again.

He let out a groan when the others hand came up to palm him through his briefs.

"Nngh" he ground his hips into the hand. When the warmth disappeared he almost whimpered but instead gasped at the feeling of wet warmth mouthing at his member through his briefs. His hand came up to pull at the short blonde hair.

"Patients Stilinski" his eyes widened when they looked down to meet a pair of deep blue ones.

Stiles eyes flew open. He sat up slowly and removed the covers. He was sweating and felt dizzy. He scanned his room before he quickly took notice of the bulge in his briefs. Shit.

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