[15] Be the Serpent Underneath

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"Everything's fine outside..What about the rest of you, kids?" I heard dad's voice over the phone ask while I let him know that everything was okay on my end. After discovering that the newest attack was going to be another teacher, we were calling all the renforcements we could get. Seeing as Derek was out since he was handling Cora, not wanting to leave her hospital bed. Cora had been admitted and since Derek got there, he said he wasn't leaving until she was better. So, we called literally everyone who could help.

And I called my dad. He knew more than almost anybody, plus he's a good fighter. We'd need all the help we could get for this upcoming war.

"I don't see anything..Things seem normal." I whispered, standing next to Stiles and Scott while we scouted the auditorium. It didn't seem like things were out of normal, but then again, nothing does these days until it claws your throat out.

"Keep your eyes open..Something's bound to happen." Scott warned us.

I sighed, simply nodding my head and telling my dad I would keep in touch before hanging up with him. I stuffed my phone in my back pocket, looking around before seeing Lydia standing in the difference. I tapped Scott's shoulder while the two of us walked over to Lydia. "Lydia? What's wrong? I thought you said you were going home?" I asked.

Lydia seemed distracted, as she slowly shook her head. "I-I don't know. I just can't." Lydia sighed. "I don't know why I am the one who keeps finding the bodies, but maybe if I just stopped trying to fight it, maybe I'd find them before it happens...Maybe with enough time, for someone like you to do something.." Lydia looked up at Scott and myself.

I shook my head, grabbing her hand and squeezing it in my own. "Like us...Lydia, you are just, if not more, strong than any of us. You don't give yourself enough credit."

"You get us a time and we'll do something about it. I swear to god, I will do something." Scott said, holding Lydia's hand in his own while we both smiled at her warmly. She smiled back, thanking us before we all split up to keep an eye out for anything suspicious.





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"I don't know..Lydia hasn't texted me back, I think I'm gonna go look for her and make sure everything's okay." I told Stiles while I kept bombarding Lydia with text messages but she hadn't responded to any. And I've sent like twenty that her phone must be going off like crazy to the point where she'd have no choice but to see who was texting her.

"Didn't you say she was going to talk to Aiden. I'm sure it's fine..-" Stiles tried telling me to keep me calm but I just glared at him slightly, crossing my arms in front of my chest before he put his hands up in defense. "..-Okay, fine. I think Aiden's a sociopath that'll kill Lydia the first chance he gets even if they are hooking up. But I just don't think he'd have the balls to do it at the school with hundreds of people around."

"That doesn't mean he won't try. Kali forced Derek to kill Boyd with his own claws, what's to say she won't have Aiden kill Lydia and make it look like an accident? I don't trust him even if Ethan seems semi decent." I warned Stiles, texting her one last time before stuffing it in my bag. "She's not responding. I'm going to go find her, tell Scott and come find me after."

Stiles nodded his head, placing a kiss on my lips before smiling down at me. "Love you, infinity times infinity."

"Love you too..And longer then that." I smiled before we both added a quick 'be safe' and went off in two different directions.

I held my phone tight in my hand, walking quickly down the empty hallways of the high school an effort to find Lydia. I kept calling her name but I didn't hear anything in return. As I was walking down the school, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I gasped, holding a hand to my chest as I used the other one to steady myself against the nearest locker so I wouldn't fall over. I cried in pain and it was almost like I was feeling someone's death. It was like it was going through me, the energy and power was flowing through me. I gasped, suddenly a horrible thought came to mind.

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