Rose || Stiles Stilinski¹

Five ✖️

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          Rose sat with Lydia as she held paper towels to her ear. She had no idea why she started to bleed and although it should've worried her, she was more worried for her friend.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just a dream...Are you okay? You're bleeding!"

She moved the towel to face her and shrugged, "I feel fine, maybe I had a pimple in there and it popped when I fell. It's okay, Lydia." (A/N: If you start bleeding from places you shouldn't, go get help please)

The girl nodded but didn't believe her. Her gut told her it was something else, something different, but she agreed with the girl nonetheless.

"I'm going to the store, get some candy or something...Want me to drop you off home?", Rose nodded and followed the girl down stairs.

"Mom, I'm going to the store...Mom?! DO you hear me?", when the girls heard nothing back, they figured she wasn't home yet and walked out the door.

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"Call me if you need anything...well the McCall landline."

"Don't worry about me, just get your pretty ass up to bed."

Rose rolled her eyes but smiled and headed up to the house, waving goodbye to the girl as she drove away. Making her way through the house and into her room, she threw her bags onto her bed and changed into sweats and a hoodie. She needed to calm her anxiety and a walk would do just that.

She left a note for Scott and Melissa, whoever came home first, saying she was going on a walk so they wouldn't worry. Walking down the street she noted how quiet it was, she could hear the wind rustling through the trees, the crickets chirping. Her mind began to wander.

Did her family miss her? Did she have a family? Were they looking for her? Was anybody looking for her?

She had gotten a view general memories, like someone reading to her, learning to ride a bike, a couple of birthday parties but everyone in her memories were blurry, like her mind couldn't put a face to each body. She did, however, remember something interesting, a tower. A tall tower. But that was it. She can't remember is she lived there or if she's ever stepped foot in it.

In the mist of her thoughts, she hadn't realized that she ended up walking to the woods. Looking around she spotted a sign:

Beacon Hills Preserves

Sighing, she turned to walk back the way she came from, but before she could get far, she heard a growl to her right. The girl froze, the growl was familiar, it sounded like what she heard the night she woke up. Choosing life, she sped down the road, not bothering to check if anything was following her, she didn't care to get a good look.

She made it down a few feet before something jumped in her way. Screaming she made a left and ran into the woods. The branches and bushes scraped at her arm and legs but she didn't stop. She could hear it, whatever it was, right behind her. She made it to a clearing before something swiped at her, sending the girl to the ground, screaming.

She looked up to see what had attacked her to be met with a pair or yellow glowing eyes, human eyes.

Screaming again as the man got ready to pounce on her, she threw her arms out to protect herself. When nothing touched her she opened her eyes to see whoever it was that had attacked her tied to a tree by thick vines. Her eyes widened as she quickly stood up. In the split moment of panic her arms faltered at so did the vines. But it seems that luck was on her side. Realizing she wasn't going to be easy, the monster ran the opposite direction.