Connection, Chapter 1. (Teen wolf.) (Stiles Stilinski Fan fiction.)

Pack Mentality

Please note that I DO NOT own Teen Wolf, though I do own the character Madison Mads Hannah.

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Scott, Stiles and I walked into school

“So you killed Allison?” Stiles questioned.

Scott shrugged “Yea I guess, I was hot and sweaty and couldn’t breathe I’ve never had a dream where I’ve woken up like that before…”

Stiles quickly intervenes “Really I have but it usually ends a little differently.”

My eyes nearly bulge out of my head once I realized what Stiles was talking about.

“A: I’ve never had a dream in that much detail and B: never give me that munch info about your wet dreams with ‘you know who’ again.” Scott tells Stiles.

“Noted”

As we continued walking the guys continued to talk.

“The dream just felt so real.” Scott begins

“Like how real?” I ask him.

Scott looks down at the ground before explaining “Like it actually happened, like I drug her to the back of the bus and ripped her throat out.”

Just as we were walking out of the door we see a bus with blood everywhere and police analyzing the scene.

“I think it did happen.” Stiles remarks as we all look in shock.

As we were walking down the hallway both Scott and I were texting Allison frantically to make sure she was still alive. Scott broke off from Stiles and I and ran into a locker in anger and punch it in to where the whole door fell off of its hinges.

Scott quickly runs from the scene of the locker and back around a corner to run directly into none other than Allison herself.

When Scott ran away it left Stiles and I alone to talk, but all I knew is that sadly I didn’t have much that I wanted to say.

“So uh Mads you haven’t been texting me back and after the thing at the hale house the other day with your panic attack… are you okay?” Stiles began asking

I sigh as I put my things in my locker and grab out my chemistry book.

“Yea I’m fine just having a lot going on.” I briefly explain as I begin to walk away from him.

Stiles swiftly grabs my arm and pulls me back to face him “Are you sleeping okay? Are you taking your medicine?”

“No, yes and I am not your charity case. I appreciate your worry but I have more going on than you could understand right now.” I snap

“You’re not my charity case and I want to understand what’s going on with you, please.”

My heart melted because when Stiles was saying that he sounded like he was begging and it broke my heart, but it would only be worse if he knew about what happened with my parents or the guy at the party. I don’t want to have to put all of my problems on him.

I put on my best brave face and say “What’s going on is we are going to be late to chemistry.”

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I sat behind Stiles in class and he and Scott were talking.

“Do you think it’s human blood.” Scott tried to convince himself otherwise.