CHECKMATE » TEEN WOLF [STILES STILINSKI]

thirty five

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I Make my way through the school, realizing how dead it becomes at night. The sound of my own footsteps echoing off the walls gave me anxiety; making me pick up my pace. I halt outside the chemistry classroom.

"You got this Monroe" i mumble, setting aside my nerves before I enter.

"Nell" Void turns to face me with a captivating look on his face.

"Why am I here?" I ask

"I have another proposition for you" he moves towards me wrapping, his arms around my waist.

"What is it?"

"As you know I've taken an interest in you Nell and I want to offer you a chance to run away with me– we could see the world together and leave this dreadful town" my eyes widen.

"Are you serious?" He moves a stand of my hair out of my face.

"Deadly serious." I sigh, knowing that this could only end badly.

"Im sorry I can't, I have my whole life here in Beacon hills– and intend to stay for a while longer" I watch Voids facial expression change drastically.

He moves his hands onto my neck and pushes me against the wall. "What life! By the end of the night all your friends are going to be dead Nelly" he tilts his head back and cackles a with brutal, malicious laughter.

I stay quite, unsure of what to say. Void continues "Stiles is basically dead anyways, he's too weak to be saved"

"There's always hope" I mutter

"Face it, Im all you have now sweetheart" he slowly removes his hands from my neck.

"Im always going to decline your offer– you don't need to sugar coat it or bring personal matters into the situation" Void sighs

"I gave you a chance, but I guess I was wrong about you Nell"

Suddenly I feel a sharp pain enter my skull as Void repeatedly hits my head off the wall; causing me to fall to the ground unconscious.

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Abruptly Im awoken by the sound of multiple voices; coming from outside the classroom.

I focus on their dulcet tones, recognizing them as Scott, Kira, Lydia and Stiles's. Quickly I stand and burst out of the chemistry classroom to see the four of them with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Nell what happened?" Scott places his hand on my forehead, wiping blood off it.

"he got away, you guys all ok?" I notice Stiles was being held up by Lydia and looked practically dead.