Not another teen romance - teen wolf

9. Lies

Today I was working an earlier shift at the Vets. Deaton asked me since he wasn't there this afternoon, to be honest I don't even know.I went straight after school, I just kept to myself today I didn't really talk to anyone.

 Work was boring I just had to mind the animals. Scott couldn't come cause he's "Studying with Allison"

 Yeah studying my ass.

 That's when I heard the front door unlock. Now I'm scared I was just about to close up. I peeked out the door frame. 

It was Stiles? "Stiles you scared me, what the hell are you doing." Stiles stared at me in shock. "Chloe? What are you doing here, your'e not supposed to be here! "

"What do you mean, I work here, I told you that." Thats when an older guy walked in, maybe in his younger 20's black stubble, not bad looking if you ask me.

 "Sorry were closed" I said to him, he kinda scared me. "No Chloe you don't understand" Stiles said as he dragged the man into the operating room. I think he's hurt. I started to freak out completely. "Does Northern blue monkshood mean anything to you?" Stiles asked the man once he layed down on the table. "Stiles this is a vets not a hospital!" I shouted at them, but they ignored me. 

"It's a rare form of wolfsbane. He has to bring me the bullet" I have never been so confused in my life. "Why?" Stiles asked him, I slid down the wall. "'Cause I'm gonna die without it." He snapped. My eyes almost popped out of my head, I can't watch someone die in front of me. 

Omg, omg I have to call my dad. I grabbed my phone and started to call my dad.

 "Dad, Dad can you hear me." I shouted down the phone worry laced all through my voice. That seemed to grab Stiles' attention. He ran over as fast as I've ever seen and grabbed my phone, "Hey dad, it's Stiles, I just asked her to ring to tell you I'm with her, okay, bye dad." Then he took my phone. "You can't ring anybody!" He shouted. "Then do you want to explain what's going on here Stiles because I'm scared and I don't know who this man is!" I shouted back at Stiles.

Then the man shouted in pain. Stiles ran over to him.

 "Okay. You know, that really doesn't look like anything some echinacea and a good night of sleep couldn't take care of." Stiles this isn't time for jokes. 

"When the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me." What is he infected with, it better not be contagious, I covered my mouth with my sleeve just incase. Better safe then sorry! 

"Positivity" just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?" Not when your dying Stiles. I shouted at him. In my head, I was too scared to say it out loud. 

 "If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time - Last resort." He reached down towards the ground. "Which is?" Stiles asked. He handed him a chainsaw. "You're gonna cut off my arm." Oh god I'm going to be sick.

Stiles just kept procrastinating mumbling "no way, no way". He walked up to the man, "Oh, my God. What if you bleed to death?" 

 "It'll heal if it works." he said with confidence, "Not without a hospital I shouted" At this point I'm half crying. Stiles looked at me then back to him "Ugh. Look - I don't know if I can do this." Stiles said obviously worried.

 "Why not?" He said annoyed, why would anyone want there arm cut off?

 "Well, because of the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!" I'm going to be sick any second now. "You faint at the sight of blood?" He questioned.

 "I do!" I shouted, they both just gave me filthies. "No, but I might at the sight of a chopped - off arm!" I'm full on crying, I can't watch this. "All right, fine. How about this? Either you cut off my arm, or I'm gonna cut off your head." He's not serious, is he?

"Okay, you know what, I'm so not buying your threats any - Oh, my God. Okay. All right, bought, sold. Totally. I'll do it. I'll do it. What? What are you doing? Holy God, what the hell is that?" His face just changed, he had glowing yellow eyes and fangs! Am i going crazy, he was also starting to bleed black. 

What the hell is going on?! He has glowing eyes! I'm never sleeping again. That's going to be in my nightmares.

 "It's my body - Trying to heal itself." You physically cannot heal that quickly. There is something wrong with this man. "Well, it's not doing a very good job of it." Thanks for stating the obvious Stiles. "Now. You gotta do it now." He shouted at Stiles. "Look, honestly, I don't think I can." Stiles shouted back. "Just do it!" He shouted even louder. "Oh, my God. Okay, okay. Oh, my God. All right, here we go!" Stiles started the chainsaw, I could feel my lunch coming back up.

"Stiles!" Someone shouted, I couldn't even see properly. "Scott?" Stiles shouted back. It's Scott. "What the hell are you doing?" To be honest I didn't know either. 

"Oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares." Me too Stiles, me too. "Did you get it?" The man asked Scott, did he get what? That wolfsbane thing.

 "What are you gonna do with it?" I don't think Scott knows I'm here. Because he hasn't looked or said anything to me.

 "I'm gonna - I'm gonna -" The man started but he just.... died? I think. Oh no! and the bullet rolled off the table. "No. No, no, no, no." Scott mumbled. Scott ran over to the drain it fell in. "Derek. Derek, come on, wake up. Scott, what the hell are we gonna do?" Stiles said hitting who I presume is Derek. "I don't know! I can't reach it." Scott said putting his fingers down the drain thing.

"He's not waking up!" Stiles shouted at Scott.

 Please, please, please don't be dead.

 "Come on." Scott mumbled to himself. "I think he's dying. I think he's dead!" Stiles shouted again. 

I started crying even harder. "Just hold on! Come on. Oh! I got it! I got it!" Scott shouted back. "Please don't kill me for this. Ugh! Ow! God!" he punched Derek in the face.

 "Give me -" Derek started but Scott just gave him the bullet. He broke it and this powder came out and he stuck it in his wound. He wailed out in pain. "Ow! God -" Stiles mouthed to no one in particular. "That - Was - Awesome! Yes!" Stiles said out loud.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked him, I'm still sat in the corner with red puffy eyes everything just happened so sudden. "Well, except for the agonizing pain." He replied. "I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." Stiles tried to lighten the mood. "Okay, we saved your life, which means you're gonna leave us alone, you got that? And if you don't, I'm gonna go back to Allison's dad, and I'm gonna tell him everything - about us being werewolves, I mean everything" 

Stiles' face dropped. What!? He's lying. That's not even possible.  "You're gonna trust them? You think they can help you?" Derek sounded angry. I got up from my corner and ran out of the vets. I ran all the way home.

I slammed the door and ran up to my bedroom and cried. It seems this is what I do most this year. Cry.