All I See Is Red (TW/ TVD)

Part 8

I walked through the school doors and immediately freeze. I was consumed by the overwhelming smell of blood and thousands of beating hearts. I could feel my face starting to tighten which meant things were already going down hill fast. I put my head down and walked through the crowd as fast as I could, trying not to think about the blood. I wasn't looking where I was going, I was just making sure I was getting out of the crowd until I crash into someone. "Stiles?" I hear a concerned voice. I look up and see Scott looking at me with a worried look plastered on his face. "Hey Scott. Sorry I didn't tell you I was going to school today, I guess I wanted it to be a surprise."
"It's cool, I'm just glad you're okay." Then a silence fell between us and I could see on Scott's face that he could sense something was off about me. "Stiles..." Scott trailed off taking second thoughts about what he was going to say.
"Yeah?" I reply slightly nervous.
"It's just... you seem kinda... you know what never mind. Let's go meet up with the others." Scott quickly changed his mind. He knew there was something different about me but for some reason he chose to ignore it.
I agreed and followed Scott down the hallway to the others, great more werewolves that will probably sense something off about me. We caught up with the rest of the pack talking near Lydia's locker, and amazingly I could hear everything they were saying clearly as day.
"Can you smell that?"
"Yeah, what is it? It smells like death."
"Wait is it Stiles?"
"It can't be, he's human and last time I checked he wasn't dead."
"Shh his coming over."
"Hey Lydia, Liam, Malia, long time no see." I say a little timid. Malia and Liam exchange looks as if to say, 'it is him, but how is that possible.'
"Hey Stiles, feeling any better." Lydia asked.
I rub the back of my neck nervously. "Yeah, much better thanks."
Liam and Malia were to held up on trying to figure me out to say anything leaving awkward silence between Scott, Lydia and myself.
"So, have I missed anything." I manage to start a conversation.
"No, nothing really. But at the pack meeting Derek said there's a new supernatural in Beacon Hills." I wait anxiously for Scott to continue even though I'm pretty sure I know who it is. "There was a man drained of blood left on the side of the road, they say it's another animal attack, but I don't believe that for a second." I widen my eyes in panic, I was the one who did that. What if they find out it was me? Will they hunt me down or be understanding. Even if they were understanding of my new status they would never look at me the same, especially Scott.
I must have zoned out for some time, when I hear Scott's voice. "Stiles you coming? The bells gone."
"Oh, yeah sorry." I shake off the though and follow Scott to our class.

The day past by quite quickly, and it went better than I imagined. There was only on incident where I nearly lost myself but no one saw it. There was a kid three seats in front of me who was cutting up some paper when he sliced his finger. My whole body tensed up. I don't know how I didn't snap the desk in half with the amount of pressure I was putting on it to hold myself together.
I was walking to my Jeep relieved the day was over, it was a huge mistake going to school, I should of listened to Stefan. "Stiles!" I hear Scott yelling my name.
"Scott? What are you doing?" I ask.
"I'm sorry, I was going to let it go but I need to know. Stiles what happened to you?"
"What?" I knew what he meant but I needed time to think of an excuse, I can't let him know I'm a monster who has to drink blood to survive.
"Your scent, it's completely different and you've been distance all day like you're in another world, and I don't think you were sick Stiles. You look completely fine and you were pretty insistent on us not seeing you even though werewolves can't get sick. So Stiles please tell me what happened?" Scott was a mixture of worry and curiosity.
"I,Uhhh I... I can't tell you." I said putting my head down, I couldn't look at Scott, I felt to ashamed too.
He was silent for a couple of seconds. I guess he didn't know what to say or think, so I spoke instead. "Scott I'm sorry, but you have to trust me on this." I then started the engine and drove out of the school's parking area leaving Scott dumbfounded.