Directions (Sequel to Paths//Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

The bite made everything unbearable. The music, peoples' voices, their sweaty bodies rubbing against mine as I waded through the crowd.

I managed to find my way to the basement stairs, hearing panting almost like crying.

"You did it" I heard Stiles mutter. Stiles and Malia. He was down here with her?

I got to the  door to see Stiles and Malia hugging, clearing my throat. Stiles practically threw himself off of her, clearing his throat.

"Something wrong?" He asked me, walking over. I could feel the warm sweat dripping down my forehead. I didn't know it would kick in this fast.

"Liam" I panted, leaning against the wall.

"What about him?" Malia stepped forward too. I uncovered my arm to reveal the horrible bite mark, unable to heal.

"He bit me"

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"That little bastard" Stiles tapped his foot nervously as I waited.

"He didn't mean it, Stiles" I dismissed, a little pissed with him. I understand helping Malia but that looked like a lot more than helping.

"Oh he didn't mean it. What now? You just die?!" Stiles shouted. The ward was empty, the only nurse being Melissa in the corner of the room. Scott and Lydia were here as I rested in the hospital bed.

"He'll come" I coughed, blood splattering onto the white sheets beneath me.

It was sheer agony, every cell in my body burning with a thousand degree heat, every fibre of me shivering.

"We don't know that" Stiles objected. I sighed, ready to argue back when I heard it. The bickering.

I let out a little laugh.

"Are you okay?" Scott walked forward, grabbing my hand. His veins turned black. He was taking my pain. I sat up slowly, feeling slightly better.

"What are you doing!" The familiar controlling voice squeaked. I giggled, sitting up.

"You're sick. Really sick! Get back in bed" Caroline sped over, pinning me to the bed.

"I could hear you arguing a mile away" I croaked, shuffling back to feel a chest behind me.

"You came" I sighed, snuggling back. Don't get me wrong, he was my least favourite original but I was dying. I was going to do all the begging I could.

"Believe it or not, you're my favourite doppelganger" Klaus' accent rang throughout the room as he laughed a little too.

"This is Stiles?" Caroline gawked, pointing to Stiles who was now standing with Scott and Lydia.

"Now love, let's not embarrass the girl" Klaus was being unusually nice. And I liked it.

"That's Stiles. Scott, Lydia and Melissa" I pointed out, they all shuffled awkwardly as Caroline grinned at them.

"They're scared" Caroline pouted. She was a people person.

"The first vampires they met were Katherine and Damon" I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Understandable" Klaus muttered. I heard his skin break, possibly biting into his wrist. I felt the warm liquid on my lips.

"What's happening?" Lydia asked Caroline. I have a feeling they'd be friends.

"Klaus is half werewolf, half vampire. His blood is the only cure for a werewolf bite" Caroline cleared up. The blood swished around in my mouth, it didn't taste good but I swallowed it, feeling myself heal. Klaus detached from me, allowing me to sit up and take a deep breath. But all I got was a giant whiff of...blood.

"Get me out of here" I whispered, feeling my fangs break through my gums slowly, my eyes burning.

Stiles went to help me but I put my hand up to stop him coming near me.

"Someone I'm not going to eat" I growled.

"But-" Stiles went to protest but I lifted my head up, revealing my contorted face. Lydia gasped, covering her face up. This alone made my hunger die down. She thought I was a monster. One of my best friend's thinks I'm a monster.

Before I could say anything Klaus had sped me out of there, putting me in the car they came here in and driving away.

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"This is a terrible idea" Klaus said from beside me as we walked on to the lacrosse field. I ignored him and looked to see Liam was standing up, getting ready to play.

"Speaking of terrible ideas" I mumbled, walking off as Klaus followed behind me. I got to the bench, putting a hand on Scott's shoulder and one on Stiles.

"What the hell is Liam doing on the field?!" I shouted, not caring who overheard.

"Now, love, no need to yell at-" Klaus smirked.

"Oh bite me" I hissed, looking between Stiles and Scott. I could see Stiles didn't like Liam very much but Scott did.

"Just, don't let anybody get hurt" I hissed. I wasn't playing this game, Coach knew I was in hospital obviously he doesn't know why. But Caroline and Scott said it would be a good idea to give myself time to heal from such a fatal wound. I think they're just really dramatic and over protective.

"Hey Liam, think fast" Some douchebag from the other team yelled, catapulting a ball at my head. Liam caught it no problem, as it was centimetres from my face. He looked to me with sorrowful eyes and chucked it back at douchebag.

The whistle blew, the team running out to the field. I sat on the bench, Klaus beside me.

"Gilbert you need to go sit on the stands" Coach said, looking out on the field. He turned back to me as I stepped in front of him, not in the mood for any Coach antics today.

"I think you'll find my friend and I can sit where we please" I compelled. Coach nodded, I sat back down, Klaus smirking at me.

"Shut up" I mumbled.

The game continued, i was waiting for someone to die when I saw Stiles get the ball and I couldn't help myself, I jumped up and screamed.

"Go Stiles!" I yelled, he passed the ball to Kira who looked as if she were in some kind of trance.

"Well that's weird" Klaus said, seeing exactly what I saw.

I saw Scott smile at her.

"YUKIMURA! GET OVER HERE" Coach yelled. She was in the shit now.

I didn't listen into what was being said, all I saw was Kira sighing and taking a seat beside me.

I didn't ask her what was wrong, it was obvious she was bummed about being benched, instead i just patted her back. I looked back out onto the field, the team were doing pretty good.

But I felt something wasn't right