Chapter Eight

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SCOTTS POV

Still sat against the sofa for the fourth hour now, her phone had been continuously going off with her mothers caller ID for a while and finally I decided to answer it with the hand that wasn't grasped to Aria's.
"Aria where the hell are you? I've been ringing for a good thirty minutes?" Arias mum began down the phone. "I'm so sorry Abi, It's me Scott, Aria's fallen asleep on my sofa and so had I until I realised the phone ringing, did you want me to wake her up and tell her to go home? She may be pretty upset though? You know Aria." I replied trying to put her mum off the trail and persuade her to stop bothering Aria, at least until we decided what we were going to do.
"Oh hello Scott I'm so sorry for my outburst, I only wanted to let Aria know I won't be coming back tonight I'm staying over at Harry's after work and Clarke won't be coming back for another two weeks now anyway. She might as well stay at yours tonight then." She replied and I held in my sigh of relief.
"Okay that would be okay of course! Oh god she's waking up" I lied "I've got to go, I'll get her to call you tomorrow, bye!" I rushed to finish and then hung up the phone.
I rested my head back on the space between my grasped hand on hers and where her head lay, closing my eyes trying to go back to sleep i thought of Allison and her death for the first time in months, I can't lose her too.
Still holding her hand I suddenly I felt it move. I jolted my head off the sofa and whipped myself round to face her. She didn't seem like she stirred. I swear she just moved? "Aria? It's me Scott!" I said stroking her face. I wanted to try and give her a sense of familiarity and reassurances. A few moments passed, suddenly her eyes flew open in a state of panic. But it wasn't her familiar blue eyes- they glowed a golden yellow that I knew too well. She'd changed. She was like me, and she will be a part of my pack.

ARIA POV

The pain it had dulled enough for it to be bearable.
I regained feeling of my surrounding again.
I was lying down. Someone had hold of my hand so I squeezed it. Immediately realising it was Scott as I then heard him. "Aria? It's me Scott!" My eye lids felt heavy and it took me a few seconds to build up the energy to actually open my eyes; when I gained it, they flung open quicker then I would imagine. My eyes met his and a worried expression was plastered across his face. I thought the worst immediately as the memories came flooding back, I was fine so what about everyone else? "Scott what happened what's going on?!? Where's Melody and Stiles? Are they okay?"
Everything just rushed out of my mouth like I had been holding it back for days.
"Hey it's okay!" He said as he placed his hand on my shoulder trying to calm me down.
"Stiles is at the hospital with Melody, she's not in the best condition but I can pretty much guarantee she will pull through Aria. They're doing all they can- it's my mum." He said to me with pain streaked in his eyes.
This was clearly a reassurance method, unlucky for Scott it didn't work. "Well shit? We have to go see them! We have to make sure she's okay!" I said getting up way too quickly, causing my head to spin and pain rapidly hit my temple like bullets, my vision began to blur a bit. Luckily Scott caught me just before I fell and put me back down onto the sofa slowly, him then following my down sitting right next to me and kissing my cheek.
"There's nothing we can do Aria! Stiles is there and he cares so much, she'll be okay! Stiles should make sure of it." Scott took a deep breath. "And if not we shall get a phone call." Scott gave me a sympathetic smile. The words leaving Scott's lips didn't fill me with hope. But there wasn't anything I could do. Like he said Stiles was there and that's what really mattered.
There is no one else that cares for melody as much as I do than Stiles.

STILES' POV

This is killing me! They've put me in this god damn waiting room for hours! 4 TO BE EXACT.
My legs still shaking so much it's impossible to control. Melody's mum, Joanna, walks in.
"Stiles, oh my god what happened? I've got here so late! I didn't hear about it until you called me! Why hadn't they contacted me?" She said all in one go, taking a breath to finish "Is she alright? Have you seen her yet? Did you see what happened?"
Finally she paused for me to reply.

I looked at her with a sad expression, I didn't want to lie to her; I had to.
"Ok firstly I don't really know what happened Mrs Heming, I'm sorry about not calling you sooner but I thought the hospital already did that! Maybe they got caught up or something. I haven't heard back yet, I've been made to wait outside for about 4 hours with no news because I'm not family, I didn't see what happened, no." That last part taking a lot of effort to completely lie my ass off.
"No no it's alright Stiles, not your fault! I'll go see what's going on ok, i will be back." She replied with a look of shock now on her face.
As she began to walk off over to the desk she stopped quite abruptly. "Also Stiles, it's Joanna, not Mrs Heming"

"Stiles" I turned around to see my dad. He's been in and out of the hospital several times in the past 4 hours and every time he sees me I'm clearly getting more upset. "Dad...they still won't let me see her! They still won't let me go in! Even Melissa! How can I help her?!" I said tears in my eyes and threatening to fall, my voice becoming strained as I felt like I was giving my final plea.
"Come here" the Sheriff said holding out his arms to embrace me.
"What can I do dad?" I said finally letting the tears fall onto his shoulders. "You can be here for her and be strong. She'll get through this." He said with so much certainty I almost believed him.
The doors then opened and Melissa walked out. I let go of my dad and walked up to her, searching her eyes for signs of grief or happiness or any other emotion that I could detect. Neither showed. "Stiles" she said. I looked at her eyes again, pleading for some information.
"She's stable. You can go in." She said finally with a smile. I felt my heart begin to beat again, pounding on my chest like a drum. I rushed to the room in which she was kept in, hoping to see her awake and talking to one of the nurses about a brand new boyband or discussing the latest episodes of TV series. But there she was lying on the bed with multiple tubes attached to her pale skin, eyes closed almost like she was just taking a long nap. She looked so peaceful like she was perfectly fine. It was only when I walked closer that I realised she wasn't. Even though the nurses had cleared up all the blood around her nose, ears and mouth I still had a photographic image in my head of her, in that maze, in the state she was in. No amount of washing could ever remove that image from my mind. Her skin was as cold as ice, she was never a cold person and that's how I know she was fighting something I couldn't even imagine.

MELODY'S POV

I've been running for miles. Why am I still running? What's the point in running? Nobodies around me.
I slowed down to a walk so I could listen to the whispers. I could hear the faint sound of voices- whispering in the darkness. Suddenly I was pulled from this world. "One...two...three...clear" a shock ran over my body like electricity giving me goosebumps. Then more voices. "I have a pulse" someone said.
My eyes began to open and all I could see was white. What was happening?
I heard a familiar voice "Stay strong Melody and fight" it was Melissa. "Stiles is here, he's waiting to see you; please don't give up Mel." Scott's mum. I saw Melissa My eyes adjusted and I saw the outline of her face looking down at me. Just as her features began to show "Welcome back" she said smiling stroking my check.
My eyelids began to droop again and I felt tired, I didn't even run so why am I falling back to sleep again? I don't want to sleep I want to see Stiles. I began to struggle and twist my body, almost as if I was trying to get off my bed. The medical staff must have thought that too as it wasn't long until I felt a soft prick and my vision clicked out again but not to the darkness of the maze this time.

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