never be hard to find

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Stiles P.O.V

"She is in critical condition" i began, i stepped closer, ana fidgeted into the nurses station. "She is not in a state to receive any visitation" a strange feeling built in my chest, my paws growing sweaty. "And who the hell are you" his voice boomed in the empty hospital hallway "i am a friend of ambers" he scoffed looking me up and down "amber doesnt have friends" he objected, i could see the veins from his neck pulsing, his face growing red from rage. I could see he had malicious intent, shit, anyone could see it from a mile away, how much had amber endured with this kid, he seemed dangerous.

He clenched his fists but instead of launching forward to strike me, he swiftly walked away, i looked over at ana whose eyes gleamed with fear. I shook my head "im sorry ana" she gave me a thin lipped smile as i walked back towards ambers room. I gave a soft knock before walking inside, adrenaline rushing through my body. "Hey" i sighed, amber looked up from her fragile state but now she was sitting on the bed, her arms being held by isaac, he looked at me with concern written all over his face. He gave amber an awkward look and stepped back.

"I wanted to talk to you, isaac" i began "its important". Isaac nodded and stood up "ill give you time to get dressed" he spoke coldly referring to amber. She gave us a sad glance and slipped out of the bed, bruises all over her arms from the iv's. We both stepped out of the room "what is it?" he asked frantically as soon as we stepped outside. "Ambers husband is here" i saw anger grow within his features "he what?" he looked around the hallway "wait relax, okay? He left" i assured him, he looked back at me, his eyes burning holes through me, the last thing i needed was for him to wolf out here in the hospital. I rested my hand on his shoulder "isaac breath" he huffed his fist punching the wall besides me, leaving a dent.

"Are you going to at least talk to her?" he looked up back at me "i uhm i have to go" i watched as he walked away leaving just like amber's husband had. I stepped inside the room where Amber sat fully clothed in an outfit her mother had brought weeks ago. "Hey, need a ride?" I asked, a small smile growing on my face. She sighed and removed her hair from her face "i think so yea". I snuck her out through the emergency entrance, the cameras watching our every move yet i don't think the faculty of beacon hills hospital was prepared to see a completely inmobil patient fully recovered within hours.

The ride was silent, apart from her giving me instructions on how to get to the hotel. "Hey do you want to stay at lydia's and i tonight? She was worried sick about you" i stopped the jeep at a red light "stiles a few moments ago you were not able to even look at me and now you are inviting me to sleep over, whats going on?" she asked, i sighed as i looked over towards the road "listen, i don't hate you amber, i just feel this undeniable guilt inside of me that i couldnt have prevented this from happening to you" i confessed, pain growing in my chest "that you felt so alone and so helpless that you wanted to take your own life, as a friend, i felt like complete shit" she stayed silent, her eyes watering as she looked out the window "joe came to the hospital amber" i could see her body tense as she listened to the words coming out of my mouth and i knew something had happened with him, i knew he had hurt her. She nodded her head quickly "please, take me to your house". My wheels swerving as i made a quick U turn.