Damaged 》Teen Wolf

Riddled

Get up. Get up. Get up, Mina.

I shot up out of bed in a cold sweat. My breathing becoming hollow. What the hell was that? I sighed before laying back down. I jumped slightly when my phone started ringing. I reached for my phone by my nightstand and saw Scott calling.

I groaned before picking it up. "Do you know what time it is, McCall?" I said groggily.

"Mina, please tell me Stiles is with you," he rushed out.

I shot up. "No, what's wrong? Is he ok?" I heard Scott curse under his breath. "Scott, what's going on?"

"Stiles slept walk again. He doesn't know where he is. He said he was in some basement."

I jumped out of bed and ran to get my sweater. "And yet you thought he would be here?"

"I had to try."

"Ok, I'll call his dad -"

"No. Don't I promised him I wouldn't." Is he serious?

"Scott, Stiles is out there alone. We need to tell his dad."

"I can't. I promised him. We'll find him. Just don't call his dad, please."

He might have promised, but I didn't. Yet, I understand where Stiles is coming from. His dad's been worried about him too much, so he didn't want him to worry about him more.

"Ok, I'll..." I heard a little beep. I looked down to see Stiles name, with his smiling face, on my screen. "Wait, wait, I'll call you back." I hung up on him, then answered Stiles' call. "Stiles?"

"Mina. Mina?" He cried.

"Stiles, what's going on? Where are you?" I asked frantically.

"I don't know. I don't know. It's dark. Something - Something is wrong with my leg. I can't move it. I can't move at all."

"Stiles, is there anything you recognize? Anything at all?"

"No. No. I can't see anything." I heard him sniffle. "I'm scared, Mina. Please. Come find me. Please."

I nodded. "I will."

I heard Stiles' breath hitched on the other line. "I - I have to go. Someone's coming."

"Who?"

"Someone's coming."

"Stiles?" I heard the little ring at the other end of the phone. "Stiles?" I looked down to see that our called ended. Damn it.

I grabbed my shoes before running out of my room. I didn't even knock before barging into Derek's room and turning on the lights.

"Derek, get up!" I yelled.

He blinked his eyes tiredly. "What? What's going on?"

I ran towards his closet. "It's Stiles." I grabbed his green shirt and leather jacket before tossing it at his head. "We have to go. We have find him. We have to -"

Derek got up and grabbed my shoulders. "Mina, breathe." I started breathing in and out but it came out rather rapidly. "What's wrong with Stiles?"

"I don't know. Scott called me and said he was sleepwalking again. Then Stiles calls me and tells me to find him. He doesn't know where he is and that he's hurt." My eyes widen. "Derek, it's suppose to be below 20 tonight. We have - We have to...."

Derek stopped me by embracing me. My chest started beating fast as I returned the gesture. My mind swimming with a thousand scenarios. What if Stiles is being tortured? What if he's being hold against his will? Who the fuck is with him? I have to find him. He's alone and scared. I knew I should have stayed with him tonight, but no he convinced me he was fine. I'm so stupid for believing him.