mark of a soulmate [1]

chapter fifteen

"No, I'm-I'm not just going to let you leave her here. Them." he corrected himself

"You don't have a choice Stiles. You're coming with me."

"No! I refuse to leave Olivia's side."

"Did you not just hear what I said five seconds ago?!"

"Just kill me. Look, I don't care anymore."

"Call your friend. Tell Jackson where they are. That's all you get."

"How is he supposed to carry them both?"

"I don't know Stiles, figure it out!"

JACKSON and Danny ran for help with a girl in each of their arms. "Come on guys stay with me. Come on! Help me! Somebody help! help us! Get help please!"

...

"Where are they? Where's Olivia and Lydia? Huh? Where are they?" Jackson stopped as he saw both Martin sisters unconscious in a joint hospital room.

Sheriff Stilinski grabbed Jackson, "Hey! What the hell happened to those girls in there?"

"I- I don't know. I went out looking for them..."

"What? You just happened to wander out into the middle of that field and you just found them there like that? Don't lie to me son!"

"No, I-"

The sheriff slammed Jackson against the wall, "Hey! What happened to them?"

"This isn't my fault!"

"She was your date to that dance! She is your responsibility!" he said, looking at Olivia for a split moment.

"No, she's not, okay? She didn't go to the formal with me."

"Then who'd she go with?"

"Do you really want to know? She went with Stiles."

"What?"

"Stiles took her."

The sheriff looked traumatized, "Somebody better find my son."

STILES sprinted out of the elevator, needing to know if Olivia was okay. However, he was stopped abruptly by his dad.

"You know what? It's good we are in a hospital, because I'm gonna kill you."

"I'm-I'm sorry. I lost the keys to my Jeep. I had to run all the way here."

"Stiles! I don't care!"

"Is she gonna be okay? Olivia?"

The sheriff sighed as water formed in his son's eyes, "They don't know, partially because they don't know what happened. They both lost a lot of blood, but there's something else going on with them."

"What do you mean?"

"The doctor's say it's like Lydia's having an allergic reaction. Her body keeps going into shock. As for Olivia... She's totally unresponsive. Her heartbeat is abnormally low, and her body just doesn't respond to anything."

"Did you see anything? Do you have any idea who or what attacked them?"

"No. No, I have no idea."

"What about Scott?"

"What do you mean? What about him?"

"Did he see anything?"

"What do you- is he not here?"

"What are you talking about? I've been calling him on his cell phone and I've gotten no response."

"Yeah, you're not gonna get one."

...

Stiles and Scott quietly snuck into the Martin's hospital room, trying hard to not get caught.

"Shut the door." Scott whispered

Stiles slid to the other side, gripping the door handle, and slowly pushing it shut. Both made faces as the door squeaked the entire time, until Stiles fully shut it, locking it. After, he quickly flailed to the ground.

Scott gave him a look. "What?"

both boys walked over to Lydia's bed, hesitant to do what they came for. Scott gently lifted up her hospital gown, peeling the medical gauze bandage.

"Is it completely healed?"

"No, not at all."

"I don't get it, the doctor said she'd be fine."

"Yeah, but the bite's not healing like it did with me. Which means..."

"She's not a werewolf."

"Then what the hell is she?"

"I have no idea."

As they heard more footsteps from outside, both boys made their way to the door.

"Wait." Stiles stopped Scott from leaving yet.

"What, Stiles? We have to go."

"You should check Olivia."

"Why would I check Olivia. You said she didn't get bitten."

"Yeah, but he literally impaled her with his claws. Just check just in case."

"Fine." They walked up to Olivia's bed, Scott lifting her gown. Stiles grabbed Olivia's hand for when Scott would take off the bandage. Olivia had two fairly large bandages on her stomach due to Peter dragging his claws up her stomach, creating larger gashes than Lydia.

Stiles couldn't watch as Scot peeled the bandage back.

"So?..."

"That's weird."

"What?" Stiles grew concerned

"I mean, it's not gone, but..."

"But what?"

"She defiantly healed faster than a human should be healing. The gashes are already closing. It would take a human a lot more time to get as healed as she is right now."

"So she's not human?"

"I'm not sure."

Scott listened as Lydia and Olivia's doctor approached.

"Stiles, man, we have to go. Now."

"Yeah, one sec..."

The doorknob began to jiggle, and Scott could hear the door inserting a key.

"Stiles we need to leave, now."

"Just let me check her wrist real quick."

"Are you joking Stiles?! This is the absolute worst time to see if she has your mark!"

As the door opened, Scott grabbed Stiles, pulling the behind the door so that it blocked them as it opened.

"Are you kidding-" Scott quickly placed his hand over Stiles mouth. Before Scott had dragged him away, Stiles managed to lift up her wrist, however, didn't get a look at it because Scott had pulled him away right as he was about to.

The doctor walked over to Lydia, checking her vitals, and both boys found this as their way to escape. The quietly walked around the door, then sprinted out and through the halls of Beacon Hills Hospital.

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And that's the end of season one! I cannot tell you how excited I am rn. I'm hoping to start writing season to because I'm very eager to get it done so I can start s3. Season two will continue on in this book, so stay tuned because the next chapter will take place in s2!