My feet were already moving and I was bolting towards the scream before I even had a chance to tell Allison to come with me. Thankfully she had the exact same idea and was running beside me. Lydia is her best friend, obviously she would be worried about her too. The betas were there and they were doing something terrible. My only question was why didn’t they just go for me and get it over with. Whatever they had against me must’ve been terrible because going after the people I love is much much worse than going after me.
Blood was splattered along the floor yet no one was there. This was one of two people’s blood and either way, I hated the thought that one of them could be bleeding to death. We needed to find them. Both of them. Just because I was hurt and upset still from what happened didn’t mean that I didn’t care about Stiles. Honestly, he’s my friend and that won’t change. Plus, what kind of person would that make me? He could be dying but I decide not to care about him because of the way he hurt me? No. That’s wrong. Even though he betrayed me, I will never, ever betray him or Allison. Not even if I wanted to.
When I looked at Allison she motioned for me to continue looking ahead. She was planning on looking by the side exit. No. Not after what she just said. I can’t let her alone again. I’d done that once before and I will regret that for the rest of my life. My best friend might be dead, Lydia might be dead. I can’t lose Allison too. If there’s any chance of finding them I had to let her go though. So, I did.
For a few moments, I watched her carefully as she left just to make sure that she was safe. Then, I began to walk slowly, trying to find anything that could help like maybe a body… My vision was red as I searched the entire room. Nothing. There was literally nothing here but a trail of blood that stopped before it could lead me anywhere. Stiles and Lydia were both gone, probably lying dead in a ditch by now. This was all my fault. I ruin everything. No wonder she wanted Stiles. At least he was brave and strong and actually could keep her safe.
I had to go tell Allison, and make sure that she was safe, so I ran to where she was. My pace slowed as I saw a body on the ground next to her. No. I’m next to Stiles in seconds and it actually helps me to relax when I hear a faint pulse. He is alive.I knew that Stiles didn’t let Lydia go without a fight.He’s a dumbass for trying, but he still did. That is what makes him a better person than me. Even though he knew that he could never beat them, he still fought back. All he has ever done is protect the people I love when I couldn’t. I’m pathetic.
“Scott call an ambulance. He’s barely alive.” She was worried, that was easy to see. I nodded and got up, calling the police telling them to send an ambulance and then immediately after, I called my mother. . The only way I would be able to stay sane was if she was the one to take care of him. All the questions that we couldn’t tell anyone else, she would be able to hear the answers. Lydia. My mind can’t get off the fact that Lydia is gone. The only person who was keeping me sane during this “date” was gone and for what? So some stupid werewolves could hurt me. It wasn’t fair to me or to her, to Allison or Stiles. No one needed this.
“Scott… where’s Lydia?” She whispered and I had to keep myself from crying while I answered. Be strong Scott.
“She’s not here. She’s gone.”
That was quick. Sirens were already blaring and soon the paramedics were helping us carry stiles into the car. He looked basically dead and I knew he was going to need blood. With the amount he had lost, it was necessary. As i’m climbing into the car with Allison and Stiles, the man stops us and says that only one person can ride with Stiles to the hospital.
