Haunted - an Allison Argent fic

Chapter 57: Eichen House

[EICHEN HOUSE]
"keep me inside you arms like towers
tower over me, cause we are broken"

Song: We Are Broken - Paramore

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     In the morning the door opened. There was a small window at the top of the wall letting in a sunbeam. About an hour earlier Aaliyah was able to stop crying but her face still red and puffy, she came up with a list of things she needed to do.

1. figure out where she was.
2. figure out how long she's been there.
3. find a way out.

When she heard the door unlock she stood up, still weak from the torture, and left the room. Outside the room was an orderly. "Excuse me," She turned to the man, "Do you know what this place is? Where I am?" She asked timidly.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Eichen house. Go join the others." He answered coldly pointing in a direction, then walked away. Aaliyah watched as everyone else left their rooms and warily she followed them. They went down the stairs to the bottom floor. Aaliyah messed with the hem on the grey long-sleeve shirt. It had been set on the bed she was forced onto, she'd never seen it before but she didn't think much of it. Same with the sweat pants, they were cotton and loose fitting, much more comfortable than the hospital gown. They were paired with grey socks and slippers.

She walked around the common area anxiously looking around for a way out, or anyone that didn't terrify her so she could explain what happened. She kept her eyes trained on the ground mostly, not finding anyone very friendly. Until she heard a familiar voice.

"Because after one night I've changed my mind about this place being safe for me. Or anyone. Ever." Aaliyah looked up surprised to see Stiles.

"Stiles?" She spoke in a breathy voice walking up to him. His eyes widened when he saw her.

"Aaliyah?" He stepped towards her placing his hand on her shoulder. Aaliyah jumped forward wrapping her arms around his neck. "What the hell are you doing here? We were wondering where you went." Stiles asked as his arms moved around her body holding her close.

Aaliyah stepped out of the hug. "There was a guy... and he...uh," Aaliyah noticed a guy behind Stiles staring at her. She moved closer to Stiles to avoid the boys gaze as it made her even more uncomfortable. "I'll tell you later." She spoke softly to make sure only Stiles would hear. "How long has it been? Since your MRI." She asked.

"About 3 days." Stiles answered. The boy behind him stepped forward, Aaliyah stepped away. "This is Oliver." The pointed to the boy behind him noticing Aaliyah's wariness.