Insomnia: A Teen Wolf fanfic

*Jeez Louise

Don't forget. Don't forget. Don't forget. I sat at my desk clutching his hoodie as headache after headache swept across my forehead. It was oddly familiar. "Ange you okay," Scott asked. I shook my head no. "They took him," I said. "Who took who," Scott asked. His name what's his name. I could see his face still. The moles, the warm inviting brown eyes. What the hell was his name? It was something we couldn't say growing up. Ridiculously polish. Mir-Mich-Meesh? I called him Stiles. That's not his name though. Mischief? Mickey? No those were nicknames too. You have to remember. It's like Louise. You can't forget or they're gone. "The wild hunt. The wild hunt took Mickey," I said. "As in mouse," Scott asked. "No not the mouse," I snapped, "I'm forgetting. It's going and I can't stop it. I don't want to lose him. I can't lose him," I pleaded feeling the tears sting the back of my eyes again. "Hey, hey everything is okay," Scott reassured pulling me into a tight hug.

A train came blaring through. "Remember," a familiar voice echoed. I sat up gasping to a car horn. I have to remember. It's been half a month since I lost him. How did I forget? A car honked once more and I ran down. "I had the weirdest dream," Lydia and I jinxed. "You first," she insisted. "This familiar voice said to remember something as a train sounded like it was crashing through my bedroom. How about yours," I asked. "I also had a dream about a train but instead of a voice, I got an earthquake," Lydia said. "Beacon Hills hasn't had an earth quake in years," I said. "That's what my mom said," she noted. We walk through the parking lot. "What if they were the same dream. O-or connected," I asked. "Oh no. Not another supernatural hunch," she complained. She stopped at at locker and I recognized it. "Oh five, twenty-five, seventy-seven," I muttered. "What," she asked. "The combination. It's-... Star Wars episode four," I muttered. Mickey.

I bumped into Mason and Corey in the hall. "Don't you have class," Corey asked suspiciously. "Don't you," I questioned. "We asked first," Mason countered. "My ex boyfriend was taken by the storm," I whispered. "Isaac," Corey asked. "What? No! I only kissed the jolly green giant. No, I-I can only remember the nickname I gave him when we were kids. Mickey," I explained. "Like the mouse," Corey asked. "No! Not the mouse," I hissed. "We think we saw the hunt take someone but we can't remember," Mason said. "Well duh. The hunt doesn't just take people. It erases them and everything about them," I said. Why do I know that? "So we wouldn't find if someone was taken by an absentee list," Corey asked. "Definitely not," I confirmed.

"Angie," I heard. I walked past following the voice. "Don't look at them," the voice warned. "Angie," he called. "You remember me," his voice echoed. "You're going to forget," he said calmly. "No, No I won't," I said as the winds picked up. A train roared closer and I was pulled back as a car honked. "Angela! Are you okay," Malia asked. "What the hell were you doing," Lydia demanded. "I-I heard him. I was trying to remember," I stammered. I walked back inside lying for some excuse. "Whatcha doing," a teacher asked Scott. Scott was by Stiles's locker. Something felt weird about that teacher. "I asked him to get something from my locker. Forget the combination already," I teased, "He's my brother." I spun the lock to 05,25,77 and it came undone. The teacher walked away. "Why do you know the combination," Scott asked. "It's the Star Wars release date," I said trying opening it but it was jammed. I smacked it annoyed and shook my head walking away.

"What is going on with you," Scott hissed. "You don't remember. It doesn't matter," I snapped leaving. I need to find him before I forget. The day turned to night and I walked back to the school. Scott and Lydia tried calling me and I turned my phone on silent. I marched back to the locker and took a deep breath. Okay. You can do it. I closed my eyes hearing familiar bangs. I tapped on the locker door and banged in the three spots. I pulled it open. "Ange," Liam called. I stared at the empty locker with my heart shattered. "Whose locker is that," Mason asked. "Doesn't matter," I said. "Show her," Liam said breaking off. I looked over at the others. "Turn invisible," Corey said. "It's something only Chameleons can do," Mason said. I shifted looking in the locker. Keys. I picked them up and shifted back. "Keys," Mason asked. "A relic," I mumbled.