[BOOK ONE]
Josie Carlisle moves back to a small town in California called Beacon Hills. Old House. New School. Familiar Faces. And a few unbelievable events. She spends time with old childhood friends of her's, Stiles Stilinski and Scott McCall. She...
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I really can't deal with this insane crap anymore. It's been literally two days and we still couldn't find Stiles. I still don't understand how he was able to get of Eichen House. If a crazy place like that couldn't hold him still, then what will? But I think I seen him. I mean like it had to be him. Last night, I couldn't sleep and I saw him leaning near my window watching me sleep. Seems like something only Edward would do from Twilight, I know. But it just happened and he just vanished somehow...It was a little creepy but what if he was trying to talk to me about something? He obviously wasn't trying to kill me...but something was off about him. I don't know. This is so confusing. John didn't want me to come with him, Derek, and Allison to try and "trap" Stiles. He thought it was going to be a little too emotional for me. But after, Lydia called me about her and Aiden finding Stiles and bringing him over Scott's house. I had to go see him. I had to. I couldn't stay in my house anymore, going out of my freaking mind worrying about Stiles. I just couldn't.
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"The couch, put him on the couch." Scott said, as we carried Stiles's body into the living room.
"Guys, this is crazy." Melissa said as we placed his body down on the couch. "He needs to be in the hospital."
Deaton then leaned on the floor near Stiles and started to look at him. To me, Stiles only looked a little more pale than usual, but the long stab on his stomach looked kinda bad. And seeing him unconscious just made me worry about him just a little more than before.
"Mom, remember what happened last time he went to the hospital?" Scott inquired, as he glance over at his worried mother. I moved towards Deaton as he started to observe the long stab wound Stiles's stomach. It looked fresh and pretty disgusting, but he wasn't even really bleeding. Which was totally weird? How was he not bleeding?
"Is he okay?" I inquired, crossing my arms.
"It doesn't look like he's bleeding." Deaton answered. "I think he might even be healing."
Healing? What is he running around in the woods like a freaking werewolf now? I thought only werewolves could do that.
"You mean healing like we do?" Aiden inquired, referring to Scott and himself about their little healing process that they have.
"That's good, right?" Scott asked with a tiny shrug. I glanced over at him and nodded in agreement. I think it's good that Stiles was healing, but it was also kinda crazy to witness. Who knew a fox spirit inside a human could be that powerful. I think we should all be terrified.
"For him, yes." Deaton answered, as he looked over Scott. "Us? I'm not so sure." I bit my lip hard as I felt fear rush through my body. I was worried about Stiles not waking up, but I was also scared about him waking up and killing all of us in this very nice living room.
