"Stiles!" Paige screamed. "Stiles where are you?" She gulps as her dirty blonde hair blows in her face. It gets stuck to her cheek from sticky tears acting as magnets. I run up behind her.
"Paige, Paige! Stop! WE'll find him later!" I try to tug on her.
It's almost two in the morning. Stiles has been missing from his MRI and the doctors are getting worried. We're all getting worried. Witnesses say they saw him walk out, a veinish tint under his eyes, scowl on his face. Some say he was acting normal. it was too hard to believe. Paige screamed as Scott and I had to drag her away from the hospital entrance, which was now sparking and illuminating the sky from the various electrical chords wisping and catching fire in the midnight wind.
WE drag Paige to Scott's house along with Kira. It's the only safe place right now. Paige collapses on Scott's bed and goes insane. Tears wet his comforter and wailing noises come out of her mouth. Hair is tangled in hands and face. She's shaking.
"Paige, it's going to be okay." I sooth but I know it's not.
"Where's Isaac?" I say and look up at Scott, shifting my gaze from the mess of Paige. He swallows,
"At Allison's." This boils anger and anxiety in me. Lately Isaac has been a little too close with Allison. I know him and I were never a thing, but it makes me mad that he could let go of what happened between us so easily. I shake it off, pushing aside my own feelings. I know It wasn't right, they'd come back to haunt me, but what matters is my friends right now.
"Paige. Paige." I try to get her attention. She stops wailing for a second to look at me. I smile. She tries to slow her tears but we all knew, Scott, Kira, and I would be here trying to calm her down until morning.
"What-What's going t-to happen to h-h-h-him.." Paige stutters and chokes on words. I try to imagine Stiles as a veiny possessed creature roaming the town like Derek said he was. Our little, harmless, innocent Stiles as a-
My brain couldn't even comprehend the word "Monster."
Because he wasn't a monster.
He was our Batman.
What was to happen next? I couldn't think straight. Paige was now curled in a ball on my lap, feet hanging off scott's bed. Scott was pacing across the room and Kira had collapsed against Scott's bed frame, gazing at the ground. I looked out his window. In the distance I saw a building in sparks. The hospital.
How could've Stiles done this?
No. He didn't do it.
Did he?
I fall asleep to Paige sniffling and the image of Isaac kissing Allison right now. Right when i'm hurting, he's hurting me far more than any electrical circuit in this town. Before I drift, I gather up all my energy into five words. I shoot them off to him.
I thought you loved me.
