•Annabelle•
Without hesitation I practically ran to the chosen door.
Everything was surreal and in slow motion, I just wanted it to speed up.
I could practically feel all the energy being drained from me that I've used over the past hours as my legs sprang to action, my calves aching as if I'd just walked an uphill marathon.
But I couldn't stop.
This was it.
I was almost there...
Almost to Stiles.
I reached him and he enveloped me in his arms as I fell limp, the last thing I can vaguely remember is being brought through the door to somewhere that smelled like home.
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I blinked a few to get rid of the sleepiness as I stared up at what seemed like my white bedroom roof.
I began to recall everything that happened and I suddenly felt very warm, my temperature rising by the second and my heartbeat with it.
I was scared.
Everything that has happened since I've come here... It was too much.
Bits and pieces began replaying in my mind.
New day. New town. New School.
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"What's your name?"
"Annabelle."
"I'll call you Anne."
"I'm Stiles."
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On the window was a bird, a Raven.
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I screamed as one big shard pierced my arm and the other, my stomach.
"I'll get you out of here."
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It was a Raven, throat slit and glass spread around it.
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"Smile, you're beautiful."
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"Scott!"
"We have problems..."
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"What the hell is going on?"
"I'll tell you everything."
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"Fourth house?"
"It's a long story..."
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"Okay, I'll tell you."
"Everything?" I ask.
"I promised didn't I?"
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I'm bewildered. Werewolf's? Supernatural?
"I believe you."
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"Isaac and Derek found Boyd."
"What about Erica?"
"She's dead."
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"The Alpha Pack are coming, they want Derek. To be in their pack... He has to kill his own."
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I feel myself losing conscience and the light before me fades into darkness.
A few hairs prick up on the nape of my neck, I was aware of someone else's presence.
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Fanfiction"Say something I'm giving up on you..." The story of when Annabelle Lynn Sapphire moved to the glorified Beacon Hills with her dad, Rufus. We prefer not to talk of her selfish mother. Everything seems ordinary and typical teenage story like unti...
