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━━━ a loud ringing noise was heard coming from a phone that laid on a night stand, the phone as well vibrating, sliding near to the edge.
the phone lit up, showing 'stiles', scott groggily reaching for his phone, him then seeing it was stiles that was calling him.
"hey, man, what's up?" scott asks sleepily.
silence.
"...stiles?" scott confusingly asks, not hearing anything. "are you there?"
"scott, i don't know where i am, i don't know how i got here–––i think i was sleepwalking..." stiles panics.
"okay, um–––can you see anything? just tell me what you see." scott worriedly says.
"um, it's dark, it's hard too see anything, i think there's something wrong with my-." stiles was saying.
the call was heard going dead, clearly worrying the mccall, him then shakily breathing out, trying to get a hold of his best friend, but everytime he did it just went straight to voicemail.
"come on, come on." scott whispers anxiously.
scott then heard the call being picked up. "...stiles?"
"scott, i don't think i can get out of here, i can't move." stiles nervously whispers.
"where are you?" scott worriedly asks.
"i don't know, i don't know, it's too dark, i can't see much, and something's wrong with my leg, it's stuck on something, i think it's bleeding..." stiles trails off nervously.
"how bad is it?" scott asks concerningly.
silence.
"stiles? how bad is it?"
silence.
"stiles! can you hear me?" scott worriedly asks.
"ah, there's some kind of smell down here, something smells terrible, it's brutal, my eyes are watering!"
scott then breaths out. "okay, listen–––i'm calling your dad-."
"no, no, no, no, don't-." stiles quickly panics.
scott had a worrisome expression on his face. "but, your dad-."
"don't, just don't–––don't call him, promise you won't, he already worries about me too much, scott, please!"
scott seemed conflicted. "i don't think i can make a promise like that, what if i can't find you?"
"please, don't call him, come find me, i know you can, he doesn't have to know, scott, you can find me." stiles pleads.
"i don't know if i can do this." scott nervously says.
"oh, i gotta call you back, i have to turn the phone off."
scott's eyes widened, completely nervous. "no, no, stiles! wait, wait, hold up-."
"i'm gonna call you back." stiles then whispers.
scott tries to talk to him, but the phone was heard going dead on the other line.
scott frustratedly looks at the phone, him then exhaling deeply, calling someone from his phone.
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━━━ isaac lahey stood nearby the fireplace of the de lune's residence, him in posing position, flashes that came from a camera was seen reflecting on his face.
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little wolf ━━━ isaac lahey
Fanfica young girl realizing the life she has been living was all a lie, in a house, with people she thought was actually her family. her needing answers to who she is, who her real family is and what she is. it's no secret that she never felt part of the...
