"For the twentieth time, I'm fine!" I said to Deaton, Scott and Stiles.
I was laying flat on my back, staring up at the three boys staring down at me,
"Stiles, what else did she say?" Deaton asked my brother,
"I'm right here, ask me."
"She said she ran into the dread doctors and injected her with a white liquid." I sighed, Deaton, Stiles and Scott stood around me while they argued about what was in me.
"Guys." I spoke up, feeling sick, I took in deep breathes,
"You guys." I sat up right and pushed Scott aside, throwing up on Deaton's clinic floor,
"Oh! Gross!" Stiles exclaimed,
"I'm sorry." I apologized. Scott and Deaton stared down at my throw up,
"What?" Stiles asked them as he walked around the table,
"Holy.." He spoke out.
I rolled over and looked at my throw up, seeing how it was completely white, it was whiter than a white crayon, it was bright, almost like it was glowing.
"Deaton, What is that?" Stiles asked him,
"I don't know." Deaton spoke, having us all look at him.
Deaton always had the answers for everything, and to hear him not have an answer for this, was surprising.
"What do you mean you don't know? You know everything." Stiles argued,
"Stiles," Scott started, "You always have an answer, I brought her here to find out what those things did to her."
I screamed, feeling an immense amount of pain in my forearm. I cried and screamed, not being able to take the pain, I held onto my forearm for dear life,
"Jay! Jay what's wrong?!" Stiles and Scott yelled at me,
"It hurts, It hurts! Make it stop!" I continued to scream, I felt an arm on my hurting forearm, I watched as black veins ran up the arm and my pain faded,
"Thank you." I thanked Scott, he turned to Stiles and Deaton,
"I think her arm broke."
"Huh?" Stiles and I both asked,
"The pain felt like a broken bone does when it breaks." Stiles looked at me,
"I'll take an X-Ray." Deaton spoke, I layed my head back down.
What is wrong with me?
***
"Her arm isn't broken, it's completely fine, look right here." Deaton spoke to us and pointed at my X-Ray,
"The bone is completely fine."
"Then why was the pain that bad?" Scott asked, Deaton shrugged,
"Maybe it's just like a poison that makes my body feel like it's broken you know? Maybe that's why the pain was like that." I spoke up, adding a quick made up description.
I could feel them getting closer to finding out I was with Theo that night and if they found out, I would be dragged by Stiles everywhere, which wouldn't be that bad,
"I don't think you really know what you've gotten yourself into here." Deaton said to me.
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Bullet Proof
Fanfiction"You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain" **** She is beautiful. She is kind. She is smart. She cares a lot for others, just like Scott McCall. She may be young, but she fights for what she believes in and never...