Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Don't Forget Me (Part Five)

"(Y/N)!" Lydia screeched as she hurried through the house and sighed when she found you stepping out of the bathroom in a towel, fixing her with a freaked out look as she stopped in front of you.

"Mom I'm still here." You muttered.

"I know but... I almost lost you." She hugged onto you and let you go to your room.

You could hear her throughout the night, sneaking in to check on you, tugging the duvet tighter around you. You finally fell asleep to the faint sound of horses braying in the distance.

"So your Mom let you come back to school?" Your friend grinned and lent against your locker.

"Yeah, she freaks out when she can't find me though." You admitted and lugged you back pack onto your shoulders.

"You were missing for almost three days." She reminded you and you couldn't help but huff at her.

"But it didn't feel like a few days, maybe a few minutes." When she continued to walk towards the changing rooms you shrugged and followed her.

"Mom says Scott found something that might be doing it and everyone swears they fought something like it years ago but they're not really sure." She told you, waiting for you to dump your bag and change.

"They also told us that... someone... was dangerous but I'm sure he wasn't." you muttered and frowned when you tried to remember who it was but shrugged and headed out to the field.

It was halfway through the lesson when you saw them. Men on horses coming out of the woods, Liam froze when he saw you staring off at something, the way you shied away and your heart beat raced.

"Martin!" He bellowed but you didn't notice.

"Coach there's something wrong!" your friend yelled as you began to shake and whimper.

Before he could do anything a football smacked into the back of your head and you lost your footing, falling hard and grunting, failing to brace yourself with the ground. Liam tugged you to your feet and marched you back towards the school.

"Coach I'm fine!" You grumbled and he sat you down.

"I'm calling Lydia." He snapped. "You don't just zone out like that... it's not like you."

"She won't talk to me about it." Lydia whispered as she and Scott watched you from your bedroom doorway.

"How long's she been staring out the window?" He asked after having attempted to get your attention.

"Since she got home." Lydia admitted and hurried to clean your uneaten lunch off your desk.

"(Y/N)?" Scott asked wearily.

"They're coming for me aren't they... because I helped you remember Stiles?" You finally looked away from the empty driveway and at Scott.

"Who, (Y/N), Who's coming for you?" He muttered and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Them." He followed your gaze as you pointed to the driveway and your heart picked up.

"You're back." Stiles muttered as he got up off the floor.

"I Didn't mean to come... no offence." You whispered.

"None taken, something on your mind?" He asked and you nodded.

"I've seen these gross horse people... well they're on horses and it's scaring me, no one else sees them." You wrapped your arms around yourself and he hugged you.

"It'll be ok... yesterday someone from in here vanished, means they've been remembered." Stiles smiled at you and bent down so he was at eye level. "It's thanks to you."

"Why'd Mom yell as Scott when I told them?" You asked and Stiles sighed.

"Because they're going to take you and Scott can't stop them."

You woke up screaming as you hit the floor and scrambled to your feet, Lydia burst into your room, looking as if she hadn't slept at all. When she tried to comfort you, you burst into tears and started panicking.

"Mommy please don't forget me." You begged and she clutched onto you.

"I won't I promise, you're my little girl I wouldn't." she hummed and attempted to hide the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.

You screamed again as the window shattered and someone grabbed you, your hold on Lydia slowly loosened as she begged and pleaded, watching as you were drug away from her.