Our Supernatural Adventure

Chapter Twenty-Five: Abomination

Ares's Pov

After Erica had knocked Stiles out with his starter I carried Stiles all the way back to my house.

I didn't want to risk driving his jeep since Erica took out his starter and the last thing I want is for us to crash.

When we arrived at my house it had already gotten a little dark.

Once I got to my room I laid Stiles down on the couch before heading into the kitchen to grab a rag and a bowl of water in order to tend to his head.

I sat down on the couch and brought Stiles's head to rest on my lap as I wet the rag and gently used it to wash my boyfriends head.

He was knocked out for quite a while.

Which is understandable since a freaking starter was slammed into his head.

But after a little while longer Stiles woke up.

And wanna know the first thing that he said?

Bitch.

And he was obviously referring to Erica.

No doubt he's clearly pissed at her for what she did.

I just sighed and shook my head before continuing what I was doing as well as applying some bandages onto his head.

Stiles, after making sure he was alright, thanked me for taking care of him to which I just smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

He then left in order to go get his jeep and take it to the repair shop in order to get a new starter.

When he was gone I decided to head to my room and play some games on my laptop since I didn't really have anything to do.

I was too busy into my game that I didn't hear the front door burst open or Isaac and my sister yelling my name.

And I definitely didn't hear hurried footsteps rushing upstairs and to my room.

"Ares!" Emerson yelled, barging into my room.

I jumped at her unexpected arrival, and actions, and placed a hand over my chest. rolling my eyes.

"Em, I really don't want to talk to you" I sighed.

I'm still really upset with her for letting Derek turn random teenagers when she knows that it's wrong.

Yes, I know that Isaac and Eric, and now Boyd, were told everything and they were the ones that gave Derek permission to turn them but it still doesn't make it right.

Especially when there's no turning back and werewolves is what they have to be for the rest of their lives.

I just need some space from my sister, at least at the moment.

"Buddy, we need to go. Right now" Emerson sternly said.

"Go where?" I asked.

"To Tucker's garage. There's been a murder" Emerson told me.

My eyes widened at that and I felt a horrible feeling build up inside of me.

Stiles was going to Tucker's garage to get a new starter.

"What?!" I yelled.

"Yeah, I just got a call from Noah who told me everything. We need to go right now" Emerson said.

She doesn't have to tell me twice.

I shot up from my chair and immediately rushed out my room with Emerson following right behind me.