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Stiles Stilinski

You're stiles' sister

Written in Stiles' POV!
For a moment, I sat down in my bed and took a deep breath. I was finally starting to take in the whole situation.
Feeling sick and wobbly, I stood up and picked up my phone from the desk.
Scott was the only person I hadn't asked. And the reason was because if I had to resort to a werewolf for help it was because things were definitely bad.
Y/N wasn't in her room when we woke up, but we guessed that she probably had gone to study or to take a walk or something.
But it was evening and she hadn't appeared yet. And she wouldn't pick up her phone when we called her either.
No one had seen her since yesterday. Not Malia, not Lydia, not Parrish, not Liam, not anyone.
And I was freaking out because so many bad things could have happened to her. Y/N could have been attacked by a werewolf or any other evil creatures. She could have been kidnapped by Scott's enemies. Anything could have happened to her.
But when I called dad, he reminded me that we can't say she's missing until forty-eight hours pass.
I didn't care about the forty-eight hours! My little sister was missing!
I knew she wasn't a little kid anymore, but I was still sick worried for her.
My hands were shaking, but I started to dial Scott's number.
I nervously breathed in as I waited for him to answer.
"Come on, Scott... Please pick up..." I pleaded as I paced up and down my room.
"Hello?"
"Scott! Scott, you gotta help me!" I immediately told him, panicking.
"Stiles? What's wrong, are you okay?"
"No, I'm not freaking okay! She's missing, I don't know where she is and I have no idea where she can be at"
"She? Your sister? Y/N?" Scott paused for a moment to take a deep breath. "Y/N is missing?"
"Yes, and I have no idea where she can be at" I rubbed a hand through my face in panic and anguish. "She never goes out without telling us and when she goes out she never goes to a specific place, she always just wanders and..."
"Didn't she leave a note? It's strange of her to disappear like that"
"I know it is, but she just left like that. All her things are still there, she didn't run away. But, Scott, wherever Y/N is she might be in danger and if anything happens to her..."
"Stiles" Scott sternly told me, and I could almost picture his serious expression and his brown eyes staring at me worriedly. "Calm down, we'll find her"
"Anything could have happened to her..."
"We'll find her. I'm on my way, wait for me"
Scott hung up, so I just stayed there motionless.
I stared at the phone in shock, as if it had the answers I was looking for.
Feeling weak and drained from my energies, I plopped down in the bed and managed a shaky breath.
Scott would be here soon, and he would help me.
*
We were walking down the street, searching for Y/N in any place we could think of. Still, two more hours had passed and still no trace of her.
Scott couldn't trace her scent, so that meant she probably didn't want us to find her. She must have taken one of my hoodies to camouflage her own scent.
At least I felt a little more relaxed because Lydia didn't call us. If she called us telling us her banshee abilities warned her about something... that would be the end for good.
"She's probably just upset" Scott said to comfort me.
"Yeah..."
Just yesterday, I had told her about the supernatural stuff. All of it.
It wasn't easy for anyone -not for me to tell her or for her to take it in-, but she needed to know.
It took forever to make that decision because it was something life changing.
On the one hand, she'd be happier in the ignorance. She wouldn't be scared if she didn't know all those monsters lurked in the dark.
But at the same time, knowing their existence prepared her for anything that could happen. It warned her to be alert and not to trust anyone suspicious in the slightest.
Now she knew what to expect. But she was missing.
Scott must have noticed my restlessness about the subject, because he put a hand on my shoulder.
"You did the right thing telling her, Stiles" My friend nodded and squeezed my shoulder comfortingly. "She needed to know"
"What if knowing got her killed?"
"It didn't. Lydia would have told us something"
I heaved a big sigh, even though in doing so I didn't get rid of the lump in my throat or the weight in my chest. Or the queasiness of my stomach. Or my headache. Or my shakiness.
"Trust me, Stiles, she's okay"
I nodded, but Scott definitely noticed that I was holding back the urge to cry.
It was getting darker and darker. And if nothing had attacked her yet, it surely would in the middle of the night.
"Let's think this through" Scott put a hand on my chest to stop me from walking and sent me a grave glare. "Where could have she gone to after finding out about it all?"
At least Scott made me see that was the reason she left. I had been too shaken up to think it through.
But knowing would make things easier.
"I don't know... somewhere she can think... somewhere she can be alone" I nibbled nervously on my lip while I rummaged through my brain for a place like that.
"Where would you go if you were upset or if you needed to be alone?"
"Maybe I would look for comfort, so I would look for someone special that..."
I stopped myself when I realized. Someone special, somewhere she could be alone, a place or a person where she would find comfort at.
"I know where she is" I told him, feeling relieved after such a long and tiring day of being tense and scared.
I slapped Scott's chest and started to run. I heard him following the second after.
*
Since we had to go to the other side of Beacon Hills, we decided to go back to my place to get the Jeep.
Scott insisted on driving himself because I was still too agitated to do so myself.
But we had finally arrived, so I walked out of the Jeep and ran into the cemetery.
We had been just in time because it would close soon. And I didn't want her to spend the night in there.
"Y/N?" Scott called as he followed me taking the lead.
Even though I was sure that she was there, I could be wrong. And if Y/N wasn't there, it would be too late to find her as the night had almost completely settled.
I ran to mom's grave, with my heart beating quickly inside my ribcage. My heartbeat pulsed through my ears and in a vein at the side of my head.
I needed to find her. I didn't want her to be officially missing.
"There she is" Scott pointed somewhere in front of us.
When I looked, I saw Y/N sitting in the floor –with my green hoodie, as I figured -before a gravestone. And even though I was too far to read the name, I knew it said 'Claudia Stilinski'.
"Let's go" I started to run again to her.
Yet I stopped in my tracks when I realized she was speaking up. I motioned my friend to stop to so we could hear what she was saying.
"And... I didn't know what to do, but I needed to go somewhere. And you are the one I would have spoken to, mom. So I came here..." Y/N was crying, and I saw her fondly gracing the words engraved on the stone.
I looked at Scott, who frowned in sadness as he observed my sister. He was like another brother for her, so it pained him to know her sorrow too.
"I know everyone will protect me. Dad, Stiles, Scott... but I'm scared..." She sniffed through her nose and sighed. "Dangerous creatures are out there and they can hurt anyone at any moment, and it'd crush me to see Stiles or someone else hurt"
"Or they can hurt you while you run away and stay alone in a cemetery in the middle of the night, silly" I carefully told her so she'd know we were there.
Y/N jumped to her feet and turned around. She stared at us startled while she wiped her tears.
With the corner of my eye, I noticed Scott tilting his head as to motion for her to tell me something.
"I'm sorry..." My sister ran to me and hugged me tight.
That hug felt magical as all the worries disappeared and I realized she was okay and unharmed.
"Don't ever leave like that, Y/N..." I hugged my little sister tight and lowered my head in relief.
"I needed to see mom... Because I was so restless and scared..." she mumbled against my shirt.
"I understand that, sweetie" I rubbed her back to comfort her as she was still sobbing a little. "But you could have told me and I would have taken you here. It's not safe to walk around Beacon Hills during the night, dummy"
She laughed a little and squeezed me fondly.
"I know... I just needed to talk to mom"
"That's okay. But I'm here for you too, don't forget that" I gave her a tender kiss on the head and she sighed calmly.
"I am too" Scott awkwardly muttered behind us, reminding us of his presence. "Just so you know"
Y/N chuckled and broke the hug with me just to go hug him.
Scott smiled and messed up her hair fondly.
"Now let's go home before we freeze to death" I said just when Y/N broke the hug with Scott, putting the hood over her head playfully.
Y/N shoved me jokingly and linked her arms with ours as we walked to the Jeep.