The Vampire of Beacon-Hills [ENGLISH VERSION]

S1 : Chapter Eleven

ELENA'S POV :

The night of the prom comes quickly. We just arrived at school and Stiles gets out to open the door for me.

"You know, if it had been a carriage instead of a car it could have been very representative of my century."

"Really ?"

"Really," I confirm with a smile.

He closes the door and turns to me.

"You look beautiful."

"Thanks. You don't look bad either."

He holds out his arm to me and we head inside.

As soon as we arrive, Stiles pulls me towards the dance floor. After a while, I realize that he has something on his mind.

"Are you going to stay like this all night or tell me what's bothering you?"

"What?"

"I can see you have something on your mind."

"Well... I was wondering," he begins. "Are you really..."

"Dead ?"

"Yeah."

"Well... considering I was killed in 1131, I guess so. I'm dead," I assert. "In a way."

"Who killed you ?"

"A hungry vampire."

He nods imperceptibly before continuing. "But if your heart doesn't beat anymore, how come you're alive," he asks curiously.

"Stiles, if it's called supernatural, it's precisely because nature can't explain it. You know how Scott can grow fangs, hair, and claws so quickly before retracting them into his skin ?"

"You have a point."

"And then... it beats. My body continues to function normally as long as I feed on blood."

I see Lydia leave her rider to go out. A few minutes later, she still hasn't come back.

Worried, I abandon my date and leave the gym. I pay attention to the heartbeats I hear on the lacrosse field. They're fast. Too fast. I head at full speed in their direction and find Lydia lying on the ground, covered in blood. Peter is standing right above her.

"Stop, stop !"

"A vampire begging a werewolf not to kill a human. It's the world upside down," he laughs.

"She's not the one you want. Leave her alone and I'll help you find Derek."

"What ?"

"Scott hasn't found his phone since the night of the attack. I guess Derek took it because he knew he'd get captured," I explain.