THEN WHAT THE HELL IS
SHE?
"CLOVE?!"Stiles' voice echoed in the hospital as he sprinted inside after getting a call from Jackson that the girl fainted by shock and exhaustion.
He crossed ways with his father who immediately stopped him from taking another step to the front desk for Clove's room number. "you know what? It's good that we're in a hospital because I am going to kill you." The man spoke through gritted teeth
"I'm—I'm sorry. I lost the keys to my jeep. I had to run all the way here" stiles mumbled "Stiles, i don't care!"His father exclaimed loudly. However stiles sighed softly and looks up at him teary eyed "is—is she gonna be okay?"he whispered
The sheriff's look softened and sighed as well "They don't know..Partially because they don't know what happened. She lost a lot of blood."
Stiles furrowed his eyebrows "No I was—I was talking about Clove."Stiles said
The sheriff raised an eyebrow and nodded "Clove's going to be just fine..But there's something else going on with your red head friend." The man spoke. "What do you mean?"Stiles whispered "The doctors say it's like she's having an allergic reaction. Her body keeps going into shock."
"Did you see anything? I mean, do you have any idea who or what attacked her?" The sheriff asked. Stiles shook his head, biting the inside of his cheek "no. No idea." The boy lied to his father.
"What about Scott?"The man added making Stiles furrow his eyebrows in concern "what do you mean what about him?"Stiles asked quickly. "Did he see anything?"Stiltinski asked confused. "What do you—"Stiles mumbled
"Is he not here?"The boy added to his dad in a worried tone. "What are you talking about? I've been calling him on his cell phone. I've gotten no response."the sheriff spoke
"Yeah well you're not getting one.."stiles mumbled in realization.
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Stiles' face lit up as he saw Clove step out of a hospital bedroom, her eyebrows frowned in what seemed like irritation, followed by Jackson. "Where are you going?!"Jackson called out to clove who seemed to just be trying to get away from him as soon as possible
"To find Scott!"She yelled back, "I'll go with you," Stiles mumbled silently as if to not provoke the girl's emotions harder because he could clearly tell she was mad "you don't have a car."Jackson informed them
"Oh so now you wanna help after you basically handed out my best friend in the hands of death?"the brunette scoffed, "Come on!"Clove hurried, taking ahold of stiles' wrist in impatience and anger. "Look I have a car okay..?you don't. Do you want my help or not?"Jackson said.
Clove stayed silent, not for Jackson's benefit but for Scott's "Fine."She said and just as the trio started heading outside, they were stopped by none other than Chris argent, holding his signature smirk of confidence. "Boys..Clove..I was wondering if you knew where Scott McCall is?"he asked.
The three shared a nervous glance before Stiles spoke up with a slight shrug "Scott McCall? Uhm..I haven't seen him since the dance. Clove?"
The brunette looked up at Stiles then back at Chris argent who sent a shiver down her spine with his threatening smile "S-Scott?No,Nope."
She said. The three stood still, their mouths gaped open in fear in a synchronized motion as they took sight of the two broad and tall men behind Chris Argent.
The next thing they knew, Jackson and Stiles were forcefully pushed inside a broom closet in the hospital, And Clove being pulled inside by the arm by the two men and locked inside. "Let's try this again. Where is Scott McCall?" Argent's voice was heard from the other side of the door.
