My Teen Nightmare {3}

Chapter 12

SURPRISE!!

Chapter 12

I rolled around in my bed, shaking as I began to grow cold again. I felt my stomach lurch, and I sat up, hunching over as I rubbed my face. I felt the bed shift, and Stiles's warm hand came in contact with my shoulder.

"Babe, you okay?" He rasped, his voice covered in a thin sheet of sleep.

I sighed, "I can't sleep." I mumbled.

"What?" He asked.

I took my face from my hands turning my head to look at him, "I can't sleep."

Stiles sat up completely, turning on my bedside lamp, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, "Nothing, I'm just cold."

He shook his head, "No. No, that's not it."

I rose an eyebrow, "Really now?"

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to mine, "Let me in." he whispered, "Please, just let me in, Katherine. I can help." He breathed.

My eyes widened, and I slammed back, my head hitting the wall behind me in my rush to get away from Stiles, "No." I whispered.

He turned to look at me, and I saw his face..

I saw the Nogitsunes face.

I let out a cry, "No, no, please! I'm sorry, just go away!"

I saw his face form to confusion, "Katherine? Katherine, what's wrong?!"

Let me in, little Katherine! LET ME IN!

He moved closer to me, and I felt fear course through my veins as he neared me.

"Just let me in, Katherine."

I shook my head, "N-no! No, please! Please, please-"

"-stop! Stiles! Stiles, help!" I called.

I felt his hand grip my arms, "Katherine! Katherine, calm down! Breath, Katherine, breathe! Just calm down." Stiles panicked.

My eyes snapped open, "YOU KILLED ME!!" I yelled.

I felt the door slam open, and everyone run in.

"What's going on?" Scott asked.

Stiles just stared at me, hurt.

I breathed heavily from my yelling, ignoring Scott. My eyes flickered around the room taking in everyone's tired eyes.

"I-I didn't kill you." He whispered, his voice cracking weakly.

My eyes came back to his, and I furrowed my eyebrows, "What are you talking about?" I asked.

Stiles's eyes widened, "Wh-what? Are you playing with me?"

I turned to everyone else, "What's he talking about?"

Malia came and took a seat in front of me, "You don't remember?" She asked.

I laughed lightly, "Remember what? Why are you guys being so weird?"

Stiles's hand encased mine as he looked at my mom, "What's wrong with her?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes, "What are you talking about, I'm fine."

Mom came over, her sleepy eyes scanning my face, "You're suffering, aren't you?" She whispered.

My face fell, "What?"

Her hand came to my face, and I flinched away on instinct, making her frown.