Apparently I Have Dissociative Identity Disorder

Chapter 5: Nightmare

It's been a few hours of doing homework and I finally finished, and I breathe a sigh of relief as I turn on the computer to do some personal research on dissociative identity disorder. 

After a few more hours of researching, I made some progress, and I even printed some things off and I highlighted some things I wanted to ask Melissa about. 

There's a knock on the door and I rub my eyes and face standing up and stretching saying as I do "One second." 

After my long stretch I go and open the door to reveal Scott "Hey Stiles. Dinners ready if you want something to eat." 

He turns going down the stairs and I follow after realizing I haven't eaten all day. After dinner I ask "uhh Mel . . Melissa can I. . Can I ask you something?" 

She smiles and nods saying, "Of course you can." I look over to Scott who's washing the dishes and I look back at Melissa and she smiles standing up and walks over to Scott talking to him as I get up from my seat. 

Melissa walks with me up the stairs to Scott's room as I tell her "I've been doing some of my own research and I've learned a lot but there's still some stuff I don't really understand, and I was wondering if you can help?" 

She sits down on Scott's bed and smiling saying "I'll try my best." I smile back and ask my questions and a while later I feel I've learned as much as I can for one day. 

I take my finished homework downstairs to put it on the coffee table just in case I sleep in all day again. I walk back up the stairs and into Scott's bedroom. 

I close the door behind me, and I look around to see if I brought my bags, I see them in front of the closet. I walk over to my bags and crouch down unzipping it to grab my bandages and alcohol wipes. 

I also grab a change of Pj's before going into the bathroom locking it behind me as I turn on the shower to let the water heat up. I take my shirt off and take my wrap off seeing the wound mostly healed. 

I shed the rest of my clothes stepping into the shower wincing slightly as the warm hot water goes down the back of my neck to the rest of my body including the wounded area.

After about an hour I get out and get dressed in my Pj's. I open the door going back over to my bags and once again putting my old bandage and clothes in it. I rezip it and I stand to my full height walking over to Scott's bed and I get in closing my eyes to sleep.

~~timeskip~~

~~Stiles' Mind~~

~~Stiles~~

I open my eyes and I immediately look over at the clock to see it's not even close to school time. It's 4 o'clock in the morning meaning I still have 4 hours before I have to be at school. 

I groan and I get up and I look to see Scott's bedroom door open when I could have sworn it was closed and even locked. 

I walk towards it cautiously and I reach up to close the door and I immediately feel eyes on me, and I slam the door shut as I put my back to it falling down against it as I start to feel fear welling up inside of me as I continue to feel eyes on me, I'm stuck in place as I see something moving in the shadows making my fear grow. I try to follow it but it's too fast. 

I fall backwards onto the floor looking at the ceiling and I sit up to see Scott's door open and I find the courage to stand and run. I'm at the front door, I've grabbed hold of the doorknob about to open the door when my feet are swept up from under me causing me to fall face first and the wind is knocked out of me. 

I'm stunned and disoriented as I feel someone, or something grab both my ankles at once and start dragging me backwards. I reach out to stop them from dragging me, but I can't seem to grab anything. I try to get away, but nothing works so I start screaming for Scott "SCOTT!! HELP MEEE!!!"

~~Real World~~

~~Stiles~~

"SCOTT!! HELP MEEE!!!" My eyes burst open as I sit up seeing Scott at my side with a worried look and he asks "Stiles, what's wrong? Are you okay?" 

I look around seeing I'm alright, but I hop up fast almost as if the bed was on fire and I look at my ankles seeing that there's no sign of. . . . Anything. 

I look at Scott as he still has this worried look and I tell him "Sorry, I just had a nightmare. It just felt so real. I . . I thought I was being dragged." 

I look up as I feel a hand on my shoulder and Scott says with a sympathetic smile "Hey that's what brothers are for. 

Whether it's saving each other from supernatural or normal threats and even the threats of the mind causing nightmares. We'll be there for each other. I'll be there to hold you up and you'll be there to hold me up." 

I look down smiling and I look back up replying "Yeah exactly. Thanks Scott." He pats my back and says "Of course, anytime." 

He starts to go to the door but stops and says, "You want me to stick around until you go to sleep and make sure you're okay." 

I smile shyly and slightly embarrassed but to be honest it would make me feel better. I look up rubbing my neck immediately nervous and tell Scott "Uhhh yeah please and thank you." 

I get back into the bed as Scott sits down in the desk chair watching me with a comforting smile as I smile back, I finally close my eyes drifting back into sleep.

~~Scott~~

I'm listening to Stiles' heartbeat making sure it's relatively normal, I mean for a person who just had a nightmare that woke them and all. 

So, his heart is just now starting to slow down to a more normal rhythm when I hear a soft knock, I don't need to look to know it's my mom and she asks "How is he? Is he alright?" 

I whisper enough that my mom can hear but not Stiles not wanting to wake him "Yeah he's alright he just had a nightmare." 

I can smell the worry and uncertainty as she speaks "Well. . . Umm, what was it?" I know what she means, and I relay what Stiles told me "Stiles told me that the nightmare felt real, that he was getting dragged. I noticed him looking at himself. I think he was making sure he didn't have marks proving his nightmare was real." 

I smell the worry getting worse and I hear Stiles' heartbeat increase slightly and I voice this to my mom "His heartbeat is slowly increasing." 

She walks over next to me placing her hand on my shoulder telling me "It'll be okay, Stiles is as strong as they come. He's a very resilient young man, he'll be fine." I smile and say, "yeah your right."