Lose Your Mind | Teen Wolf

Chapter 4~

A/N: Guysss this is important. I added a lot more detail in last chapter, so if you want to re-read it that would be great okay hope you enjoy :)

~Rose's POV~

"Rosalind," Adam called to me and I turned around to see one of my close friends from my old school call to me. I was in a forest. Half of it was dark, and the other half of it was bright like during the day. 

"Peter!" I happily yell  running to him, but I couldn't continue. An invisible wall was blocking my path. I tried pushing through it, but I still wasn't able to move past my spot. With my hands, I used all my strength to push the invisible barrier. On my left hand bore a delicate ancient looking ring with a black stone placed on my middle finger. I looked up at Peter whose eyes were filled with fear. He pointed past me, and I looked back to the direction of his finger. Stiles. Although his back was facing me, I just knew it was him. He turned around looking blankly in front of him. His body stood right in the middle of the light and dark side. I was trying to run to him, but my body was now fully encased in the invisible barrier. Tears began to roll down my face as I see Stiles's body split in two. They both stare at each other, and one of them falls to the ground. The other Stiles stares slyly at the body on the ground as he walks to the dark side. 

"STILES!" I yell as the tears continue to pour down faster. 

~

I sat up straight in my bed panting for air. Hot beads of sweat were were felt on my forehead as I held my head with my hands. 

"It was only a dream," I quietly muttered to myself, "Only a dream."

"What was only a dream?" a voice asked as I yelled at the top of my lungs. My head turned to the left to see Stiles sitting at my desk. 

"What the fuck Stiles? You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I scolded him. 

"Your mom let me in," he replied shrugging like it was no big deal. 

I rolled my eyes and muttered a quiet, "Of course," to myself. "Is there any particular reason why you're here?" I asked rubbing my eyes and letting out a yawn and laying my head back down on my pillow closing my eyes again.

"Well we have a few werewolfy problems we have to deal with here with Scott, but I guess I can just do it on my own.."

"Mhm."

"Probably get myself killed..."

"Mhmm.."

"Eat all these donuts that I brought to share with you by myself..." he says

"Donuts?!" I ask sitting up, now wide awake. Stiles grabs a paper bag which I can only assume contains the delicious pastries and shakes them with a grin. 

"Okay okay I'm awake!" I say, but just as I was about to get up from my bed, I remembered some important information. I was wearing no pants and a quite revealing tank top. "Um Stiles?" I said trying to get his attention as he spun around in my desk chair.

"Yep," he replies popping the p. 

"I'm not wearing any pants," I tell him, and he immediately stops spinning, and we both stare at each other. 

"Um," he starts nervously, "are you suggesting that we should um," he says still completely nervous but I cut him off.

"Just get out so I can get ready," I laugh, and he gets up tripping on his feet as he stares at me bewildered. After he closes the door, I shake my head at his reaction.

I throw the covers off of me and make my way to my closet. Too lazy to actually put effort into my outfit, I throw on a pair of yoga pants and a zip up hoodie. After that, I rake my brush through my mess of hair, and fix my bed.