Another Argent.

The Tell.

Melanie's POV

I walk into the movie rental place, looking for a movie for me and Allison. She didn't want to come so I came alone. It's dark and kinda creepy in here. I walk down an aisle until I hear the door chimes. I look and see Jackson.

The phone in here starts going off. "Is anybody going to answer that?" Jackson calls out. "Can somebody help me find The Notebook?" No one answers him. "Hello? Is anybody working here? You gotta be kidding me." He says. He starts to walk towards the aisles.

"Whittemore, why are you looking for The Notebook? Got a secret love for chic flicks?" I ask sarcastically, putting a hand on my hip. 

He looks at me surprised. "Argent, what are you doing here?" He asks.

"Getting a movie." I say in a 'duh' voice.

He rolls his eyes. "Where's The Notebook?" He asks.

"Dude, I literally just moved to town, why are you asking me?" I ask.

"Because your the only other person, it seems, to be here." He says. I roll my eyes. I sigh and look around. Now that I think about it, where is everyone?

I walk down the row of aisles to see a leg sticking out. I look at Jackson confused. He walks closer to me and the weird leg. I walk closer. I gasp in shock, seeing a guy, throat slashed, covered in his own blood. I feel Jackson grab my arm and pull me backwards. We bump into the ladder that was behind us. I see something near the shelves, Jackson see's it to. He grabs my arm and pulls me behind a shelf. The animal or what ever it is starts knocking down the shelves. Jackson pushes me out of the way as the shelf falls, falling on top of him. "Jackson!" I yell. I try and take the shelf off him but it was to heavy. The animal jumps on top of the shelf looking at the back of Jackson's neck. The animal turns to me, then turning it's head to the side, as if it was confused. It starts to walk towards me. I back away until my back hits the wall. I can feel tears down my face. The animal, sniffs me, then gives me another kind of confused look. It bangs my head against the wall making me go unconscious.

I wake up in an ambulance. I look around and sit up. I hear Jackson yelling. "Why the hell can't I just go home? I'm fine." He says.

"I hear ya, but the EMT says you hit your head pretty hard. They just wanna make sure you don't have a concussion." The sheriff says. I think that's Stiles' father.

"What part of "I'm fine" are you having a problem grasping? Okay, I wanna go home." Jackson says.

"And I understand that." Sheriff says.

"No, you don't understand, which kind of blows my mind, since it should be a pretty basic concept to grasp for a minimum - wage rent - a - cop like you! Okay, now, I wanna go home!" Jackson yells.

All the sudden I hear Stiles' voice. "Oh, whoa, is that a dead body?" I see him climb out of a cop car. He looks around then spots me sitting in the back of one of the ambulances. "Melanie?" He asks then runs over to me. "Oh my god, what happened? Are you okay?" He asks.

"I- I think." I say. He gives me an unsure look but nods.

"Melanie!" I hear Allison yell. I look and see her and mom run over here. "Oh my gosh, I should have came with you." She says.

"No, I'm happy you didn't. If you came you could have gotten hurt." I say.

"Yeah but you did." She says.

"Are you okay?" Mom asks me.

"I'm fine. I just hit my head." I reply. I lied. My head is killing me.

"Are you sure?" Allison asks.