I went home after everything that happened rescuing Derek and snapping at Peter and taking down Mexican guards.
I just need some sleep badly and Derek and Peter need to figure things out with the cylinder they risked their lives for.
I lay in bed gripping the sheets tightly, Derek was alseep next to me. I had another nightmare. I was standing alone on the lacrosse field. I look around I see Stiles, Isaac and Derek laying on the ground.
I run over to their bodies. They're dead they have blood covering their stomach and chest. “Stiles.” I plead my voice shaking.
I shake his body blood covering everything. I start hyperventilating. “Isaac? Derek?” “Stiles, Stiles please wake up.” I plead.
“Derek, Isaac, please. Derek!” I hear footsteps come up behind me.
I turn around. It's Scott. Tears streaming down my face.
“You killed them.” He states his voice cracking.
I shake my head my hands shaking.
“No, no. Scott, I didn't kill them. They're my friends.”
“You killed them. It's all your fault.” Scott spats.
“No, Scott you have to believe me.” I plead.
I didn't kill them, I care about them, why would I hurt them.
Kate comes up. “I told you.” She sings out.
“I never hurt them. I swear it's not my fault.” I plead with Scott to listen.
I see a another version of me dressed all in black her eyes void of emotion, the words killer burned across her arm, she holds a sword in hand the kind Gerard kept that stabs it she then looks at me evilly smirking and runs the sword right through Scott.
“SCOTT!” I scream. He falls to the ground.
I start hyperventilating. “It's not real. It's not real. It's not real. It's not real.” I plead my voice coming out as a whimper.
“Wake up Emily! WAKE UP!” I jump awake screaming on top off my lungs thrashing around in my bed. I feel someone grab me to stop shaking.
My arms pinned down. I keep kicking my legs.
"Emily! Emily Stop! It's okay." A deep voice yells.
I open my eyes my breathing raspy and painful, I keep whimpering.
“Em, it's okay. It's okay, it's just me. It's me Derek.”
I'm panting, my hands are shaking. He slowly let's go of my arms.
“You're okay, you're okay.” He says.
He takes my wrist gently in his hand, his eyes harden seeing the red marks on my wrists from him holding onto me so tightly, if he didn't I would have given him a black eye.
"It's okay, you had too." I whisper.
He nods slowly and pulls me close to him, I bury my head in his chest crying.
He rubs my back to calm me down. "Shh." He whispers.
Once I'm calm enough I pull back and look at him. My hands still shaking.
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Trust the Instinct>>>Teen Wolf (Book 2)
FanfictionAfter everything that has happened in the past few months, The Kanima and the death of her mother. Emily Argent is coming back to Beacon Hills after four months of being gone with her sister and father. She is hoping to have a semi normal Junior yea...
