Chaos • TW [2]

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The phone buzzing on Rose's bedside table is what caused Rose to stir in her sleep, trying to ignore the constant ringing.

"Babe," Isaac hit her lightly, trying to wake her up.

"Hm," Rose mumbled squeezing her eyes shut.

"Babe," Isaac murmured again.

"Hm," Rose whispered again, louder this time, turning over in the bed.

"Babe."

Rose sat up immediately and growled over at Isaac, "What?"

"Your phone." Isaac said almost innocently, as if he was trying to get a reaction out of Rose.

Rose groaned before she grabbed her phone and immediately rolled her eyes when she saw Stiles name on the caller ID.

"This better be good Stilinski."

There was only silence, followed by a faint buzzing in the background.

Rose's annoyed expression then grew to confusion when she heard a soft cry.

"Rose?"

Rose immediately sat up straighter in bed, more awake than before.

"Stiles?"

"You have to come find me."

"Stiles, what are you talking about?" Rose asked, now capturing Isaac's attention who began sitting up slowly in the bed and pressed his own ear closer to the phone so he could listen.
"Come find me."

"Okay where are you?"

"It's so cold and dark, Rose. I don't know." He whispered as if he was afraid, Rose even heard his voice crack.

"Stiles you have to try. What's around you?"

"It's so dark...I can't see anything."

"Stiles-"

"There's this awful smell, my eyes are watering."

"What smell? Stiles!"

"Come find me. Come find me. Come find me. Come find me," he kept repeating his words growing louder and louder each time.

"I promise, you just-"

And then there was nothing. Complete silence.

Rose turned over to look at Isaac who looked just as worried as she did. They both knew something was terribly wrong.

Isaac and Rose nodded at each other as they quickly got out of bed and both threw clothes on before exiting the loft.

...

Rose burst through the door of Stiles room, and jolted back by surprise to see Scott, Lydia and Aiden already in there.

"Did he call you?" Scott inquired, his expression as worried as everyone else's was.

Rose just nodded as she took a few more steps into the room, followed by Isaac.

"What's with all the red yarn?" Isaac asked looking over towards Stiles' bed, which had a metal hook sitting in the middle, and red strings going from the hook to various pictures on the wall behind his bed.

"He uses red for unsolved cases." Lydia told us.

"Maybe he thinks he's part of an unsolved case?" Aiden suggested.

"Or is an unsolved case," Isaac shrugged, and Rose shot him a glare in a scolding matter.

"Wait," Lydia said looking back at everyone, "Is he still out there?"