Kidnapped By Stiles Stilinski

12

I woke up to hear Stiles cleaning up and putting all the stuff away. "Your lucky you passed out." Stiles said and turned to me. "Because I would've kept going." He smirked. My cheeks were now dry but I'm pretty sure they have tear marks. Stiles sighed and walked over to the bed, uncuffing me and taking the tape off of my mouth. I tried to roll into a ball but the agonizing pain in my side prevented me from doing so.

"I'm sorry babe, but I told you." Stiles said apologetic. I was feeling all different emotions. Sad, angry, depressed. All the bad feelings. "No your not." I snapped. My voice raspy from all the screaming. "Your not sorry." I growled. "Babe I truly am sorry." Stiles said and touched my shoulder. I flinched and moved away from him. He was about to yell at me before I stopped him. "No! You know what I can't deal with this! I'm not your little slave Stiles! You carved your initials into my sides for fucks sake! I'm never going to forgive you for this!" I yelled. Stiles looked at me with a mixture of emotions.

"Stiles you really hurt me. And I knew it was you and not the nogitsune doing all this." I growled and stood up. "Look Asher I'm sorry." Stiles pleaded. "No stiles sorry isn't going to cut it. You went to damn far. I can't believe you." I said and stormed past him. He grabbed my arm and yanked me back, his side brushing into my wound in the process. "Shit!" I hissed and grabbed my side. Stiles looked at me with worry clear in his eyes. He tried to help me but I pushed him away with tears in my eyes.

"No!" I yelled. "No you do not get to help me! You caused this!" I screamed. "Just leave me alone!" I screamed and walked past him again and slammed the bathroom door shut after I walked in. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw how bad I looked. My hair was a complete mess, tear stains were clear on my cheeks, my wrists had marks from the handcuffs, there was a clear cut under my collarbone, the initials carved into my side were still bleeding, and my stomach was red and tender from the liquid he poured on me.

"Damn it!" I screamed and punched the mirror, making it shatter in hundreds of tiny pieces. I opened up the cabinet and pulled out a first aid kit. "Looks like I'm doing stitches on myself." I mumbled. "No your not!" Stiles yelled from the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes and pulled out the needle and string and continued to stitch my wound up. When I was finished I put cream on my stomach and wrapped my torso. I sighed and started to tear up again. I can't believe this is happening to me.

"Asher open the door please." Stiles softly knocked. "Go away Stiles I don't want anything to do with you just leave me alone!" I screamed and threw the first aid kit at the door. Stiles sighed and walked away from the door. I heard his heavy footsteps pound down the stairs before the door opened and slammed shut. I looked out the bathroom window and saw him drive away in his jeep. I ran out of the bathroom and grabbed a shirt from his dresser and put it on. I ran downstairs and opened the door, not wasting time to sprint in the opposite direction from where he drove off from.

I ran until I came across Lydia's house. I knocked on the door and Lydia opened it and gasped at my appearance. "Oh my god Asher what happened to you?!" She screamed and let me in. "Stiles happened." I said and ran my hands threw my messy hair. "Lydia who was it?" I heard Allison yell from upstairs. I walked into the room and Allison gasped and ran over to hug me. I groaned in pain and Allison quickly let go and gave me a suspicious look. "Ok cut the crap Asher, show us what he did to you." Lydia said and closed the door. I sighed and lifted up the shirt and started to slowly unwrap the bandage.

When I let the bandage fall both Lydia and Allison gasped loudly and started to tear up. "Stiles did this to you?" Allison said and covered her mouth in shock. I nodded and looked down. "H-he also tried to rape me." I said and looked back up. "Asher this is serious! We need to call someone!" Lydia said and grabbed her phone. "Lydia please don't." I said and grabbed her phone. "What why not?!" She screamed. "Lydia he'll kill me if we call someone!" I yelled. "Asher he carved his initials into your skin, beat you, and almost raped you!" She yelled. "Lydia he will hurt me worse if we tell someone!" I yelled. Lydia sighed. "Fine. But if he does something again I'm telling someone." She huffed.