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

Chapter 9

"Are you like this after every game? Cause i'll be there. Every time!" I giggled as i snuggled into Stiles' bare chest. His heart beat was erratic, his breathing deep.

"You better be" He whispered, kissing my forehead as he wrapped his arm around my naked torso. The sheets covered our bodies, sheltering us from the harsh coldness in the room. Stiles' body was practically radiating with heat.

He was literally hot.

"You're so beautiful" Stiles whispering, tucking hair behind my ear. Eat your heart out, Malia Tate.

"And you're so clingy" I laughed, turning over, cuddling the sheets tight to my chest and resting on Stiles' chest.

"What's up with you lately?" I asked. Stiles sighed, stroking more hair from my face.

"Lydia unlocked the next third of the list" Stiles whispered, looking me in the eye.

"Your name was on it" Stiles said. My heart jumped a little. Fantastic, now there are kids coming for me with garot's looking to murder me. Fan-fucking-tastic.

"I'm sorry, i just thought I should tell you, I should've told you sooner I know but there was never a right time and-" I cut Stiles off with a kiss. His eyes were wide, but his hands found his way to my hips, a smirk forming on his lips. He flipped me over, hovering above me. His hair was up in a messy quiff, making him instantly more hot, his eyes were full of lust and his lips were swollen, a bit of my lipstick smudged on.

He kissed down my neck, nibbling a little as I ran my hands down his back. He brought his face back up to mine, pecking my lips and moaning slightly.

"Round 2?" He asked. I grinned mischievously, his smirk coming back onto his lips.

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Klaus and Caroline were long gone back to Mystic Falls now, leaving me with an empty house. No Damon, No Elena, No Katherine. All by myself. And with Stiles of course.

And i'm spending my first day of freedom in school.

I looked up from my test sheet, feeling my vision go blurry as my head pounded. No way in hell am I sick. I'm a vampire for gods sake!

"Clara?" Ms. Martin called. Everyone in the room turned to face me but all there faces were blank, I couldn't make out anything in the room apart from the heartbeats,and they were driving me insane.

There was a thud next to me, as if someone had fallen down. However, I didn't have time to see if they were alright as everything around me went black and I felt my own body collide with the ground.

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I woke up with a pounding head, dizzy but vision not as blurry.

I was in some sort of quarantine tent thing, I stood up and looked around.

"She's not looking too good" Said a voice in a hazmat suit outside of my little quarantine bubble. I guess something is wrong.

"Do you think she'll make it?" Another voice asked.

"I don't know" They replied. Ms Martin intervened though, clearing my doubts as I thought they were talking about me.

"Sydney's a strong girl. She'll be okay"

I stood up from my hospital bed and stumbled to the half open bubble door, staggering out, somehow unnoticed. I stumbled mindlessly into Sydney's bubble, walking over to the IV line connected to her. I ripped the bag of blood open and bit into my wrist, letting it flow into the bag before i healed. This was going to take a while.

After a little more blood loss I was feeling even worse. I must've lost at least 4 litres of blood. I stumbled around the corridors, my vampire speed kicking in at random times. A sudden blood lust hit me over the head, my fangs bearing and veins appearing.

"Where's Clara?" I heard a panicked voice. A voice i could distinguish from any other. Stiles.

"Stiles?" I called. I followed the voice to a stair case.

"STILES?!" I screeched, a metal door closing behind me. I heard footsteps barreling in to the staircase, seeing my shaking figure at the top of the stairs.

"Oh my god, she looks worse than any of us" Kira said. I heard Stiles step up a stair but before I could move, my body slumped down, rolling down the stairs. Every bump cracked a bone, the final one cracking my back. There wasn't enough blood in my system to heal, so instead, i screamed.

Stiles pulled me up into his arms, running to god knows where. Stiles laid me down on the floor as I whimpered, feeling the bones crack and split.

"What's wrong with her wrist?" Kira pointed out. I looked down to it as Stiles laid me on his lap.

"Looks like she's been bitten" Malia piped in. The bites from where I healed everyone hadn't healed yet.

"No" Scott shook his head as my vision became blurrier.

"She's been giving her blood" Scott pointed out. Stiles' fingers traced the bite marks on my wrist as he smiled a little.

"She's healing everyone else" Stiles smiled as if he were proud, but he knew this was who I was. I wasn't like Malia, I didn't need lessons in how to be a martyr, I just was.

I could feel Malia's cold hard glare on me, as if I had something she didn't.

Stiles' respect.

And with that last thought I smiled, and everything was dark.

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"Hey, Clara. Hey" Stiles woke me jup softly. My vision focused on his face, his beautiful little moles and dimples.

"I gotta leave for a few okay?" Stiles said, looking to my lips, I could feel blood staining them. But not my blood. It was his. He force fed me his blood.

"Where are you going?" I asked, my throat drying up. Stiles ran his hands down my arms, keeping me a little warm although I was freezing.

"What's happening, it's worse for you. Especially since you saved everyone else. But it's not just people getting sick, it's an assassin" Stiles spoke, they were such horrible words but he said them so gently.

"Don't leave" I whimpered. Stiles sighed, holding my hand but wincing at the temperature.

"You're freezing" He pointed out and slid off his coat, wrapping it around me and instantly heating me up.

"You better come back" I warned, he chuckled a little, stroking my cheek like he always does after a night together.

"You know I could never leave you behind" Stiles whispered. I giggled a little, nodding. He leaned in and kissed my head, whispering to me.

"I love you" He said.

"You can say that when you come back" I replied, giving him sorrowful eyes. He nodded.

"I will"