Enchantress (Teen Wolf)

Part 2-2

I woke up and got changed into an outfit, before brushing my hair and taking in my tired appearance, the purple under my eyes was beginning to get worse and worse. I yawned and through my bag on my back when Scott entered looking worried, his body leaning against the door frame and his arms were folded.

"Scott i'm fine, it was just a bad dream." I said, whilst trying to get through the door,but he wouldn't budge which caused me to roll my eyes.

"It shouldn't be affecting you, you're not the one who died." He said sternly, letting his arms fall on my arms and I shrugged my shoulders.

"I guess I'm just unlucky." I replied quietly, hoping that my mom wouldn't hear what was happening.

"Unlucky with what?" My dad said as he opened stood behind Scott with the same expression. I rolled my eyes, blanking him, that man was not my father.

"Raven you can't ignore me forever, I'm your dad." He said and I sighed and looked at him, I couldn't argue that we didn't look the same but it didn't matter.

"Believe what you want, but when people ask about my dad, I tell them that he's dead." I spat and my dad actually looked hurt by that, and he left us alone. I should feel guilty but after what he put me through, I don't.

"We're going to go talk to Deaton after school to ask him about the effects, you're coming with us." Scott said, he definitely wasn't asking, I just simply nodded, before he moved out of the way and I went downstairs. I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and I suddenly felt really faint, and my hand gripped the breakfast bar as I steadied myself.

"Honey? Are you alright?" Mom asked, Scott was behind her giving me a worried look and I nodded, I couldn't get any words out. Her hand rested on my forehead and she gave me a small sad smile before shaking her head.

"You're very pale and I think you have a fever, you should stay home from school." Mom said, her hand still on my forehead and I shook my head and smiled.

"Don't be silly mom, I'm fine." I insisted, but as I walked towards the door the feeling took over and I would've fallen if Scott wasn't right next to me to catch me. They both have me concerned looks and then mom noticed the bags under my eyes.

"Please get some sleep today Raven, please." She begged and I gave in, dropping my bag on the table and taking my jacket off. Scott gave me a huge hug before heading to school and mom made me a hot chocolate whilst I changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a white tank top, which didn't really fit me. I got into my bed and my mum tucked me in, I could already feel the sleepiness hit me as she kissed me forehead and left the house, but as soon as the door shut and the realisation of being alone hit me I was wide awake. I got out of bed and headed downstairs to watch tv, but a familiar voice distracted me.

"Raven!" The voice screamed and I instantly turned around, it was Stiles.

"Stiles!?" I called out, I started to search my house until I realised that it came from outside. I opened my
front foor, closing it behind me, I carried on walking following his voice.

"Raven help!!!" Stiles screamed and I instantly began to run into the woods, which is where his voice echoed from. I felt my eyes become watery as I heard his screams and cries for help. I began sprinting around the woods, hearing his yelling.

I felt arms around me as I jolted awake, Scott and Stiles both had their arms around me and as I looked in front of me I saw I was at the edge of a huge ditch. My breathing quickened as I didn't realise where I was, I turned around to see Lydia, Alison and Isaac looking very worried. My mouth was open slightly in shock and my eyes became more and more watery as I tried to take in the situation. Nobody knew what to say, but Stiles arms wrapped around me comfortingly and I instantly felt safe. His head rested perfectly on my shoulder as my arms curled around his small figure, I heard his breath of relief when we hugged which filled me with warmth. When we finally pulled away, Scotts arm fell around my shoulders and he looked dead into my eyes, his were full of concern.