Sarcastic Stilinski

Bitten

Written by DorySpeaksWhale5

"Stiles...you don't get it."

"Yes I do Scott, this is my choice and it will save my life."

They both stood there in silence for about a minute. But then Scott picked up Stiles's scent, anxiety.

Scott then broke silence,"Stiles...remember the pain I went through?"

"I don't care, it's better then suffering with my fricken brain shrinking."

They both stood in silence again for a couple seconds when finally Stiles put out his arm.

"Please...Scott...just make it quick."

Scott finally nodded, he knew deep down that he had to turn his best friend, his brother. Scott's eyes glowed red and his fangs showed.

"Ready?"

"Do it."

Scott hesitated but then he sank his fangs into Stiles's arm, Stiles screamed in pain. Stiles sat up against the wall and looked at his arm. A little blood came out of the bite mark. Stiles eventually calmed down.

"I will go get you a bandage," Scott told Stiles. Stiles didn't say anything, he just stared off into a space.

*1 hour later*

Scott and Stiles were both at Scott's house sitting on the couch. The full moon was only in 2 days and Scott wanted to keep an eye on Stiles as much as possible. "Did it heal?" Scott asked. Stiles took the bandage off and he saw that the bite mark was completely healed.

Stiles's face went pale, he knew it was real now. "Scott...I feel sick." "Stiles you will be fi-." Scott stopped and looked worried.

"Scott?"

"Stiles you're eyes..."

"Are they glowing?"

"Yellow, come on."

Stiles began to hyperventilate. Scott put his hands on Stiles's back and rushed him upstairs to his bathroom. Stiles's breathing got heavier. Scott turned on the shower and waited for the water to turn warm. While Scott was doing that, Stiles was staring at his reflection in the mirror. Seeing himself with yellow eyes only made him breath harder.

"Stiles get in!" Scott said as he grabbed Stiles and held him under the water. "Just calm down, breathe." Stiles took deep breaths. "You're going to be okay." Stiles began to calm down. Scott then let go of Stiles and Stiles put his hands on the wall. Stiles calmed down and sat down in the bathtub, still letting the shower pour water on him.

"I've only been a werewolf for an hour and I'm already out of control."

"It's okay, you're learning."

"It's not okay Scott. I have the urge to hurt somebody, my face hurts, my fingers hurt, my gums hurt, and even my ears hurt. I'm worried about what's going to happen during the full moon when I will probably murder somebody. The only good thing that came out of you turning me into a fricken werewolf is that I don't have that brain disease anymore."

"The pain will go away in a couple hours, you're still developing including your fangs and claws and stuff. And you won't murder anyone because I won't let you, and neither will the pack."

Stiles stood up and they both hugged as Stiles cried into Scott's shoulder.