Wild Fire ➵ Stilinski {Book 2}

Chapter 18

I watched the full moon rise higher and higher into the back sky, my worries were growing more and more as the hours and minutes went on about Scott having issues with the full moon. Lydia by now had changed into her after hours dress and walked around handing out more and more glasses of punch. I have had at least four glasses of the punch and I was starting to feel off. Looking around there are so many drunken students flirting, kissing or pretty much dry humping each other I wanted to gag.

Lydia struts over to me and takes my empty glass and hands me a full one smiling, she looks around noticing Stiles isn't with me and she raises her eyebrow "Where's your lover boy?"

I shrug "Most likely with Scott, since Scott isn't handling the whole Allison thing well" I state and Lydia sighs and walks off.

I look around the pool area and notice a person with familiar long brown locks walking through the crowd of people, wearing a white gown. The person looks to me and my breathe hitches and my eyes instantly swell up in tears.

"Mom" I whisper.

She turned to me as if she heard me and smirked, her smirk was of pure evil. Her smirk showed her teeth and blood started to drip out of the sides of her mouth onto the white gown, she was bare footed as she started to walk towards me cocking her head to the side.

"This is all your fault Clara" She sneers and I shake my head, my tears flying off my face as I step back quickly, looking around for Scott or Stiles to come to my rescue.

"No, no, you're dead" I squeal out as I trip over something and stumble backwards regaining my posture.

My mother smirked "Yes and that was all because of you Clara, my daughter" She states and suddenly she is right in front of me "You killed me!" She shouts her face inches away from mine and I scream falling onto my butt and pushing myself away from my revengeful mother who looks down at me like a lion looking at it's prey "Let's play a game, hide and seek, start running Clara" My mother states and I quickly push myself off the ground and run into the Martin home littered with drunken people. I run through the hallways pushing past people to see Allison in front of me, but someone wearing a hood was in front of me looking at Allison and holding a cross bow, Allison looks around in freight and suddenly this person shoots an arrow right at Allison's chest.

"ALLISON!" I scream and run over to her holding the wound and she looks at me in shock.

"Look at you" The person says holding the crossbow and I look up to see Allison? Allison was shooting herself? I look between the pair confused out of my mind. "Yelling for help, always yelling for help" Allison says wearing all black "It's pathetic Allison, you have no idea, how much I've been looking forward to this" Allison states to the wounded Allison beside me and raises her crossbow.

Suddenly she was gone.

That's when I saw my mother looking for me.

"Oh my god, Allison run, find Scott and Stiles!" I scream at her in fear and she frowns.