The void inside// Stilisnki

Darkness

{third person}

Finley looked at Stiles leaning in, her mind unable to focus except trying to calm herself. She tightly closed her eyes as she tried to focus harder, causing her only to panic more. That's when she felt it. A hand pressed firmly against her lips, the pointer finger and thumb squeezing her nose closed. Finley's eyes flew open, wider then saucers as her hands flew to her mouth. She tried to pry the brunettes hands off as her airflow stopped. But he kept them there firmly while looking in her eyes.

after a couple seconds the boy took his hand of her mouth, Finley immediately gasping for air. "What the actual fuck Stiles!" She basically screamed, feeling the adrenaline rush through her blood while she tried to calm down.

"I read somewhere that holding your breath stops a panic attack." He muttered, rubbing his neck as he gave her a shy smile. She slapped his arm causing him to flinch back.

"You didn't have to scare me half to death!" She grumbled, crossing her arms over each other. she had finally calmed down from the extreme shock the boy had given her. Stiles looked at her apologetically, wanting to say something.

But before he could even open his mouth, his phone started to buzz. He quickly grabbed his phone, looking at it worriedly as he picked up. "Melissa?" He questioned. this made Finley try to listen to why her mother is calling.

"Yeah....I'll be right there." He spoke before hanging up, immediately standing up leave to go. Finley also stood up, ready to follow the pale boy. When Stiles heard the extra set of footsteps he immediately turned around. "No no no!" He muttered, walking towards the girl.

"You are staying here. No more supernatural outings for you tonight." He told her, grabbing her by her shoulders and walking her towards the bed. "You are going to sleep." He muttered, pushing on her shoulders so she is sitting on the bed.

"Stiles, It's my mom! I am going!" She tells him, standing up and pushing him to the side so that she can get to the door of her room. Shaking his head Stiles grabs her wrist, stopping her in her tracks. "It's nothing with your mom. just some dead body's." He tells her, pulling her back a bit so he is closest to the door.

"I don't care Stiles." She tells him, trying to get to the door again. But before she even had the chance to take a step Stiles frantically ran out of the door, closing it behind him. As Finley made her way towards the door she heard dragging sounds. The girl her eyes widened as she realized what the boy was doing, quickly making her way to the door.

When she tried do open it it wouldn't budge, hitting something that was standing behind it. "Stiles! I swear to god Stiles" She yelled, trying to use her body weight to push whatever was in front of the door out of the way.

"Sorry, Fin! Gotta run." He declared. She then heard footsteps going down the stairs, signaling the boy had left. She sighed, walking to her bed and sitting down. "Fucking asshole" She muttered under her breath, rubbing her hands over her face.

She was just staring in front of her, her mind empty as she did so. That's when she felt it, the feeling of someone watching her. there was no one in her room but still it felt like she wasn't alone.

She stood up, walking around her room to see if someone could have been hiding. her eyes fell on her closet, noticing the door stood ajar. She tried to close it, but it was like someone was pushing back, trying to keep it open.