Drawn ||Stilinski|| [1] *ON HOLD*

Nine// Conversations and Scrolls

I was glad Luke wasn't home right now, after what happened previously, I knew it would be awkward between us, and I've only been home for a few hours and I will no doubt be hiding in my room when I get back.

But when there was a sound of an engine coming from my driveway, I was still glad it wasn't Luke's, knowing that his engine was a lot stronger, but was rather confused to he it may be. A knock came from the front door and as I opened it, the vied of Scott's face with him holding his helmet out in front of him. "I just saw the Sheriff and Stiles heading towards the outskirts of town."

"Towards the woods?"

"No, Eichen House."

"Just wait", I quickly ran through the bottom floor and turned off the lights and grabbed my trainers during that time and put them on before rush-idly locking my door and racing down to Scott's bike as he held out his helmet for me to take, "lets go."

The sheriff and Stiles were just getting out of the Sheriffs car as myself and Scott came up in front of Eichen house. As we both got off the bike, Stilinski and Stiles watched as we walked up to them.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because we wanted to avoid something like this", the sheriff said on the opposite side of us, replying to Scott.

"Its only 72 hours", yes Stiles, 72 hours in a bloody mental asylum.

"This is the place where barrow came from, the guy who had a tumor inside him full of flies. You don't know anything yet."

"I know enough, Nogitsunes, Kitsunes, Oni, or what ever their called", that's about it.

"No, that's actually all surprisingly correct."

"Scott, I saw an AMRI that looked exactly like my wives, and it terrified me. I'm heading down to LA tomorrow to talk to a specialist."

"Why are you putting him in here?"

Hes not", Stiles said and I looked over at him, if it was Sheriff putting him in there, I would have been able to get past it. "Its my decision."

"Stiles, I can't help you if you're in here."

"And I can't hurt you."

"You haven't hurt me yet", I said and the boys all looked at me, "too soon."

"Deaton's got some ideas, Argent's calling people. We're gonna find something and if we cant."

"If you can't, if you can't", Stiles took a couple of steps towards us and kept his head close to ours. "Then you'll do something for me, okay? Make sure I never get out."

There was a silence as I watched Stiles walk back over to his dad with tears stinging my eyes, "come on", the two Stilinski's started walking towards the giant gates to enter the asylum.

I took a step forward just before they touched the button, signalling they want to go through the gates, "Stiles look at me", the Stilinski's turned around,"if you do this, I will never speak to you again."

"Kayleigh, come on."

"Goodbye Stiles", I said one last time and turned back around and walked over to Scott's bike, knowing he would soon be following. A buzzing sound ran through my ears and the gates opened shortly after, I closed my eyes and pushed the tears back. This wasn't something to cry over. It's his decision not mine.

"Kayleigh?"

"Can I stay at your house Scott?"

"What about your brother."