~Endless love~ <3

~What Has to be Done?~

2 weeks later...

{Stiles P.O.V.}

It was late at night. Everyone was sleeping. I was downstairs finishing some homework.

I let out a loud yawn and rub my eyes. I look at the clock and see that it's 2 a.m.

I turn off all the lights and begin going up the stairs. Before I could stand on the first step I heard a creaking noise by the backdoor attached to the kitchen.

I look into the hallway and see that it's open. I walk to it slowly and look outside.

I hear something by the gardening shack. I walk to it hesitantly.

I look behind it and see nothing. I chuckle to myself thinking I was overeacting.

I turn around and am blindsided by a large piece of wood.

I look up and see its Earl Fleming and he is badly burned.

"Look who's back to claim ya!" He says in a sinister tone.

I then let out a scream and he gives me another blow to the head.

"Noooooooo!"

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"No! No! Nooooo!" I scream as Malia is holding and trying to wake me up.

"Stiles! Baby wake up!" She pleaded.

"Stiles wake up son!" Shouted my father.

I finally woke up in a cold sweat and tears falling from my face.

Chance was crying so my dad went to calm her down.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Malia." I apologized as she held my hand.

"It was that dream again wasn't it?" She asked in concern.

"Yeah, why is this happening to me?" I said.

"I don't know baby. But we'll figure it out tomorrow." She said trying to put me down to sleep.

I lie down with her head on my chest.

She eventually fell asleep and I was wide awake too afraid to close my eyes.

I look at the alarm clock and see its 3a.m.

I give Malia a kiss on her forehead and move her to the other side of the bed.

I get up and change into some different clothes and a hoodie.

I then grab my keys. I drop them on the floor and accidentally woke up Malia.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"I just have to get some air." I answered.

"Let me go with you." She said as she pulled the covers off herself.

"No. You don't have to. I just want to be by myself right now." I said softly not wanting to hurt her feelings.

"Look Stiles, all you've been doing is 'getting air' lately. I want you to talk to me." She said.

"I know, but I just haven't been the same since Fleming" I explained.

"You were tortured. You've been through so much. Not just with Fleming but ever since you got involved with the supernatural world." She said.