Lost (Teen Wolf Fanfic)

Chapter 12

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Chapter 12







Abigail's POV






"Stop it! PLEASE! Stop! Kill me instead! PLEASE just kill me instead! PLEASE! Just don't kill him! I will do anything! PLEASE!" My hoarse voice screamed continuously, hoping Deucalion would finally cave in and listen to me. I had tears rushing down my face making it hard to see. Deucalion slowly turned around and faced me.






"I'm not going to kill him. No. I need him to help me get to you young Abigail. You see, if you weren't offering your life for his I would know he is know use to me. Now I know he is of use."Deucalion said smartly. Stiles was in his grip trying to scream against Deuc's hand rapped over his mouth. Tears where streaming down his face and that made mine fall harder. I jerked harder and harder against the restraints connecting me to a wall. I had metal restraints on my wrists, ankles, waist , and neck.







"I'm sorry Stiles. I'm so so sorry. I should've never tried to come and find Isaac. This would have never happened if I would've just stayed away. I'm sorry. I really am. Stiles I love..." I wailed being cut off by electricity shooting through my body jerking me around. I let out a moan of pain.






"You! Stiles I love you!" I screamed as another surge of electricity shot through me. He was nodding his head and thrashing his hardest against Deuc. I heard a muffled wail come from his mouth that sounded like 'I love you too!' but I wasn't sure. The tears fell harder down both of our faces.






"What do you want from me!?" I screamed as loud as my voice allowed. Deucalion laughed a sinister laugh.





"Haven't you got the message that I want you in my pack. So you and Isaac need to kill Derek. So you can become alphas and join." I shook my head no furiously.





"No! I am NOT a murderer! Anything else please?!" I screeched. My voice weird for crying and screaming for what seemed like forever.






You really think it is that easy? Think again." He said moving his hand down from Stiles mouth and to his throat. Deucalion's claws shot out as he gripped Stiles' neck.






"No! Please! PLEASE! No! Don't kill him! Kill me! Kill me instead! PLEASE!" I sobbed harder then before. Stiles had a steady gaze on me while tears still poured from his eyes.






"I love you Abigail Renea Lahey." Stiles said his voice breaking at the end.








"I love you too Stiles Stilinski." I said not being able to stop the tears coming down faster.







"How sweet." Deucalion said sarcastically. As if in slow motion he pushed his claws through Stiles' neck and slid it across blood falling to the ground as Stiles fell with it. Deucalion walked off laughing. Stiles stared at me gulping for air like a fish out of water. His hands were wrapped around his neck probably trying to stop the bleeding. He looked like he was trying to say something but he started to cough up blood. Slowly his eyes fluttered close and I couldn't hear his heartbeat anymore. You know the term cry me a river? Well lets just say I think I did. There was a small puddle of tears beneath me and my collar was soaked. I didn't care. The tears just fell harder if that was possible.







"Abby." A voice whispered. I couldn't see anyone but I tried my hardest to tell where they were from heartbeat.






"Abby." The voice said in the same hushed tone. Out of nowhere Scott walked in and stood right in front of me. Relief washed over me.





"Scott thank god its you!" I said hoarser then earlier. He smiled a crooked smile and pulled out a knife. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.







"Thought a little to fast have you now?" He said injecting the knife through my heart. Tears clouded my vision as I looked at my best friend in disbelief. I screamed in pain as he turned the knife and I blacked out.







I woke up to three pairs of eyes looking at me worriedly. I looked around confused.






"Are you okay? You were screaming and crying, really hard must I add, in your sleep." Scott asked sending me a sympathetic smile. What is up with all these bad dreams. Damn.









"Yes. I'm fine. Just bad dream. It felt so real. " I said staring off into space. I kind of lied. No. I'm not okay. That dream was the worst dream in the world. Who wants to see their boyfriend get killed right in front of them and not be able to do anything about it. Then your best friend sticking a dagger through your heart. Definitely not my favorite dream. Wait I can't even call that a dream. That was a nightmare.








"Don't lie to us." Isaac said through our minds.





"I will tell you what happened later. I would rather not relieve it right now." I replied back through our minds sending him a fake smile.






"You sure you are okay?" Isaac asked out loud this time.







"Yea perfectly fine." I said sending them both fake smiles.






"No you aren't. That is one of the most fake smiles I have ever seen. You tell me whats wrong or I might just have to stay beside your bed tonight." Scott said protectively.






"I just had a bad dream." Well a nightmare really. "I am fine. What time is it anyway?" I asked either of them.





"1 am. You aren't fine. It is written all over your face." Scott said while Isaac smirked at me.






"Fine. I'm not okay. I had the worst possible dream ever. It felt so real. Thats the worst part. The realness to it was ridiculous." I said rambling on. Scott sat down at the end of my bed and ran a hand through his messy hair. Isaac sighed and stared at me as if he were trying to solve a puzzle.








"Abs. I'm sorry but for us to understand what is going on you have to tell us what you dreamed about." Scott said gently. I sighed and decided it wouldn't hurt to tell them.





"I was chained to a wall in a dark room. A cellar even. Deucalion killed Stiles in front of me. Then you came in and stuck a dagger through my heart." I said looking at Scott at the end. Tears started streaming down my face.






"Vague description but I see where you'd be upset. I would never stab you. " Scott said sincerely.






"And I would never let him." Isaac said protectively.







"What is up with you and bad dreams lately?" Scott sighed. He looked at me with sympathetic eyes.







"I don't know Scottie. I really don't know. It is driving me insane." I said putting my head in my hands.







"Get some sleep. We will talk about it in the morning." Scott said squeezing my hand and walking out of the room. Isaac stood there for a second before crawling into bed next to me. When we were little and had nightmares we would crawl into the other ones bed. I thought it was a sweet gesture. A couple minutes later I fell asleep to Isaac's sleeping heartbeat.










I wanted to go hiking out in some mountains around where I lived for a while now. We where hiking to Aztec Peek for my birthday. I was 14 and Lucas was 17. He was my best friend. We were having a great hike and joking around for a while. He said a mean joke so I playfully shoved him. I pushed a little to hard and he stumbled backwards. His foot tripped over a rock and he fell backwards and hit a tree. His body spun around and went off the side of the mountain. I screamed as I ran over to where he fell. He had landed on a section sticking out from the side of the mountain in pain.







"Abi help! Please help!" My best friend Lucas yelled at me.






"I can't reach you!" I cried out.






"Please! Find a way please!" He yelled trying to sit up but screamed out in pain. He had fallen quite a ways down. Managing not to pass out. I tried to push myself up from my position from lying on my stomach but knocked an unsteady rock out of place. It was a larger rock. Probably weighed more then me. I tried to grab it before it fell but I didn't get to it in time. I could on,y watch as it landed on top of Lucas' rib cage. I heard a crack and his mouth opened in an 'o' shape. Blood poured out of his mouth and his eyes closed. I assumed he was dead. I screamed out. I had just killed my best friend. My best friend since we moved to Arizona after the reck. I got up and ran. Branches hit me as I ran as fast as my legs would carry me. I tripped and hit the ground hard. My vision went blurry and I blacked out.






I jolted out of bed and ran into the bathroom. I shut and locked the door and turned on the cold water. I splashed the water on my face and looked in the mirror. I slowly looked up into the mirror. My eyes flashed blue. My eyes were already bright blue but this was a different type of blue. I flashed my eyes again and it shown the same blue as before. They turned back the original color. My werewolf eyes weren't gold anymore. They were blue. That dream wasn't just a dream. That was just something that happened when I was 15. It actually happened. I had killed my best friend.









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