Worried

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P.o.v. Stiles
I'm driving around the school searching lydia, cause i Went by her house and her parents said they didn't know. It also looks like they just didn't care. I went by lydia's house cause she didn't look good at school. She didn't look herself. And i just wanted to check on her real quick. When i drove around school i suddenly heard noise. So i drove to the noise and saw someone fighting a  big, ugly beast that had yellow snake eyes. And then i see the face of the person who is fighting... 'Allison'
I see her stab the beast in it's leg and it begins running away. Then allison fell on the ground. When i go out of my car and start running i see a small person next to allison "Lydia!!!" I scream. I run to her and see that she's breathing really difficult. I start thinking of what i should do if someone is breathing difficult and then it hits me. 'Take of her hoodie. Then she has more room to breath. I take the hoodie of and see something that i should've seen so much more early. I'm in shock. 'How could this happen?' And then i get it. I left her on one of the most difficult periods of her life. Allison died, i left her and the pack is falling apart. I see her body that's now so so thin. I see her once so so full lips that are now much less full. I go over her whole body to look at what damage is done and then i see her wrists. I start crying. 'What have i done?' I see the healed wounds and the still open once. She's cutting herself? I start crying now. This is all my fault. I left her... Everyone left her... She was probably blaming herself for all that happend. And she felt alone and then her parents who didn't care where she was... They probably didn't care that she didn't eat. I already felt through the bound that something was very wrong. And i didn't even do something....
I take my phone and call scott.
"Stiles did you really have to call me at 2 am? I'm still sl...."
"Scott come immidiatly to the school parking and call the ambulance please !!!"
"Ok i'm on my way."
I pull lydia's head on my lap and start stroking her once so thick hair that seems a lot less thick now. I should've known, the last weeks she always weared a big hoodie or something and she seemed very of. Then i see scott on his motorbike coming to us. He steps of his motor and comes over to us. Half way when he sees Allison he stops. "Is... Is that really Allison ?" "Yeah it is." "But... But how" he asks
"Well when i came here to find lydia, cause i couldn't find her anywhere and i was really concerned, i heard noises and so i came here to look what was happening and i saw Allison fighting a big, ugly, yellow snake eyed beast. She stabbed it in it's paw and it ran of. Then she fell down. Then i saw lydia completely in scratches and bite marks on the ground. So i ran to her. She was breathing really difficult. But Allison is okay, she's just tired... I... I... Scott we left Lydia on some really difficult moments... And i... I left her... I... I'm such a bad friend. I hope she forgives me..."
"Yeah stiles we need to say sorry... But you have to win her trust again, cause you chose malia above her... That should've hurt her really much. I mean she's your best friend you were there for her... And what Malia did wasn't ok. You should've speaken up to her. She said some really mean things about Lydia and Lydia probably heard that."
"Yeah i know...."
He then goes to to allison taking her on his lap. Not so long after he pulled her close to him the ambulance arrived. I had lydia close to me with her head on my lap and my hoodie around her. When the ambulance took her i first didn't want to give her so they promised me that if i let go i could go on the ambulance together with her. Also scott was in the ambulance together with Allison. The ambulance drove really really fast and when we arrived at the hospital they immidiatly took them... I've never been so worried in my live.

Sorry for the spelling mistakes !!! So thank you guys for reading. I'm going to try and make the next chapter fast bye !!!

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