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Don't Run, Sweetie. | Void Stiles.

(a/n: i was asked to write this by someone on tumblr a while back. it's really badly written but im too lazy to edit it or rewrite it. so just a warning.) 

"Yeah, mom I know, okay." I spit out, trying to end this conversation as quick as possible. "Mom I'm not going to forget the bread. I know, it's for supper," I run my fingers through my hair, desperate to hang up, "mom!" I yell into the phone.  "Okay, goodbye, I'll see you soon. I love you," I groan and press the hangup button. It's not that I didn't love her, she was like my best friend, but I had more important things to be worrying about.

Like the peculiar teen who had been following me every day for the past week.

I take a quick glance behind my shoulder; he's still there, the pale skinned boy who had been following. He hadn't said anything more to me yet other than a "Excuse me" when he 'accidentally' bumped into me.

I brush my hair back behind my ear and keep walking down the park path. He would be cute if he wasn't also creepy, but what if he was just shy? Though the smirk that plastered his face said otherwise. Still, I wasn't going to cut out all possibilities.

I fix my black skirt -- embarrassed that I had been staring for so long -- and keep my eyes in front of me.

But after a little bit of walking, I could still feel his eyes on me. I couldn't take it. I make a complete turn and twist myself around like a mad-man. But that's all I looked like, because the pale teen was gone. I'm immediately confused. He always walked ahead of me, making some sort of conversation, and then disappeared ahead of me. But now he was gone, just like that.

Confused, I turn back around. But before I can make sense of what is happening, I feel arms wrap around my waist, and just like that, something is stabbed into my neck. No, injected. Fluid runs in, and right before I pass out - a strange thought for a moment like this - enters my brain. I guess supper would have to live without the bread.

I wake up tied to a chair -- thankfully but strangely -- there isn't a gag in my mouth. I flutter my eyes opened but I can't see anything. Just total darkness. There must be something over my eyes because when I look down I can still see light. I decide to keep quiet and sure enough a boy starts talking.

"Bright idea McCall, kidnap the girl," A boy says sarcastically. "What were you thinking?" the same boy screams. I know the voice, it's the boy that had been following me.

Great, I've been kidnapped by a stalker, but who was the other person he was talking to? Did he have a friend?

"Well I didn't see you having any bright ideas," he groaned and someone breathed deeply.

"Did you see that? I think she's awake. Should we take it off of her?" The other boy talks. Before the one that I know can respond, I feel a hand touching the mask and my heart leaps. But it's quickly swatted away by what I can only guess to be the boy who was following me.

"Are you crazy!" He yelled, "it's bad enough that you decided to kidnap her, but now you want her to see our faces?" He said, his voice quieting now. Which confused me, if he had been the one stalking me, then why had he been so against kidnapping me? Did he simply like me from a distance?

"You already said my last name!" He yelled and pulled the mask off, showing me a bright bedroom with two boys in front of me. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the new scenery, but eventually everything came into place. Standing in front of me were two boys. The one that had been following me, who was now wearing a white shirt unlike earlier when I saw him. And a boy with brown hair and a funny angled jaw line. I stayed silent and just looked up at them, waiting to see their reaction.