Lose Your Mind | Teen Wolf

Chapter 3~

~Rose's POV~

After many hopeless calls and texts, Stiles and I check Scott's house for any sign of him at all, but there was none. We were both feeling worried that somethng terrilby wrong would happen. Giving up all hope, I decided to just leave Scott's house with my car that I had left there, and I bid Stiles goodbye. I watched Stiles leave himself while I lingered back in my car, not starting the ignition. My mind was flustered. I thought to myself, if I were Scott, where would I be? What would I be doing? Then it hit me. Why wouldn't I have thought of it before? Allison. I dialed her number, and after what seemed to be endless ringing she answered.

"Hey Rose. What's up?" she said.

"Oh hey Allison. I was just wondering if you knew where Scott was?" I asked her praying that she did.

When she answered, I could tell she was confused as to why I was talking about Scott, "Um yeah, he was just here a couple minutes ago, but he left. Why?"

I racked through my brain trying to find the best excuse, "Well he wasn't answering his phone, and I had to ask him something about homework," I lied.

"Oh ok," she replied, sounding relieved. "Well I have to go, my dad is calling me for dinner. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah see you," I said and hung up. Immediately after that I called Stiles, and he answered on the first ring. "Good news Scott is safe, but still MIA," I informed him.

Stiles let out a sigh of relief, "Oh thank god. Wait a sec, I just got a text from Scott," he said and paused, probably to open the text to read the message. "It says, 'Everything alright now. See you tomorrow.'"

"Alright then. So I guess we are all good tonight then. Correct?" I asked.

"Right. See you later Rosie," Stiles replied, a smile evident in his words.

"Goodbye Stilinski," I said and hung up with a smile.

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The rest of the week went by quickly. Scott continued to keep himself calm, with no outbursts. Both Scott and Stiles continued to inform me on any new werewolf happenings along with any new information that they found out. I, myself, had been doing a bit more research on werewolfs and the such. By now it was Friday, the night of the full moon, and I was walking down the halls with Scott and Stiles while I waited for Allison and Lydia. We were discussing all the possible ideas we had to help Scott when all of a sudden Derek stopped us outside.

"Woah what the hell are you doing here?" Scott asked angrily.

"You can't play in tonight's game," Derek replied with no expression. Damn, I thought, he always seems to know how to surprise with a visit. 

"What do you mean I can't play tonight?" Scott once again asked flustered.

"Look, do you want to get anyone killed?" Derek paused and Scott looked down, "I don't think so. So you better do what I tell you to do and not play in the fucking game," Derek said forcefully as he walked away.

Scot looked pissed, angry, sad, and it seemed like he was about to rip one of our head's off. In other words, he was about to shift. I immediately went up to him, and lay my hand on his shoulder in attempt to calm. As I was doing so I felt energy rush through my arm and Scott noticed it too because he didn't shift. I was surprised myself, and I immediately drew my hand back.

"What did you just do?" Scott asked curiously, his eyes wide with surprise.

"What did who do?" Stiles asked sticking his head in between both of our faces.

"Rose, her hand, I felt something," Scott replied dumbfounded. 

"I- I I don't know," I said still confused as to what had just happened. "It's never happened before."