Open Wounds

Chapter 16

**Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots**

~Scott~

I hesitantly raised my hand, preparing to knock on the door, I lowered it quickly, then raised it again, then lowered it. I sighed softly before raising my hand and this time actually knocking, my knuckles made contact with the wooden door. I felt scared, I was actually terrified, as the door open slowly.

"No" Chris said as he started to close the door quickly but I stuck my foot in before it could fully close.

"You don't even know what I was going to say!!" I pleaded in defense, not moving my foot.

"Yes I do" He sighed trying to force the door shut.

"I didn't know she'd get hurt--"

"I dont care, Scott." He opened the door, pushing me back as he stepped out, ready to start an argument. "She was with you when it happened, you could've at least tried catching her, and you--"

"I was the one driving, I know" I cut him off, "but I didn't mean for her to fall off, Chris, you have to believe me. It was never my intention for her to get hurt."

"I've heard that before" He mumbled under his breath.

"I'm sorry...." I said quietly, looking down at my feet.

"Sorry won't help heal her any faster" He said angrily. I looked up as he opened the door again and began to step inside.

"Tell Allison I'm--" The door slammed shut loudly. ".....sorry"

I sighed as I begin to turn around, he wasn't wrong. It is my fault she got hurt, and I feel like absolute shit because of it. I don't know how to fix it, I'm not even allowed to see her, I don't know what to do. I walked down the driveway and got to my motorbike. I pulled out my phone as I grabbed helmet, 'one missed call mom' I put my phone back in my pocket and put my helmet on. She probably just wants me to bring her lunch or something, might as well go there to see. I climbed onto my bike and started it. I kicked up the kickstand and started driving.

By the time I got there it was about 3, maybe 4pm. I climbed off my bike and took off my helmet. As I started walking towards the hospital I could hear my mom's voice, so she's outside I guess... I focused a bit on what she was saying. Something along the lines of, "shut up and listen to him" which confused me. Who was she talking to? As I got closer I could smell a few familiar scents, my mom, Isaac, Jackson... Deaton... Derek.... Why were they here? I froze and knelt down near a car as I decided to try and listen in on their conversation before making an appearance.

"That doesn't make sense..." Issac said sounding confused, "how can only Derek, Me and Jackson see him??"

"Well... What do you three all have in common?" Deaton asked.

"We're all wolves" Derek said, voice sounding intense and serious, as always. "But what would that have anything to do with this? I mean he's not a wolf anymore... Well... I don't think he is...."