Bitten

Chapter 2

I walked to the library and looked at my application to the high school that I'll be attending in New York City; Midtown High. I put the name Peter Parker as the student name because that was the name I changed it to. I used alliteration so I didn't forget my name, Stiles Stilinski. I hope I don't forget my real name. That would suck. It works well because my Aunt and Uncle's last name is Parker. I opened an email to find that I was accepted to the school. I would be starting in 6 days. The day after the field trip. 

The days went by fast and I was packing all of my things into my suitcase and duffel bag. I grabbed everything that I cared about and put it them in the duffel bag. I emptied my closet after Malia left for the airport with Lydia. My room was deprived of everything me except for my desk, my bed, comforter, and my lacrosse stick. I closed the door to my bedroom and went downstairs. My dad was waiting for me. I handed him the keys to my jeep. "Don't lose those because I know where you live." I told my dad. He chuckled. He had tears in his eyes. "You call me day and night when you're over there. Got it?" "Yep. What are you going to tell Scott and the others?" "I'll think of something." my dad said. "Okay, well we should get going. The plane leaves in an hour and 15 minutes." I stated. "Yep." my dad answered opening the front door. I got in his car and we drove off to the airport.

We arrived at the airport and we got out the car. I grabbed my suitcase and duffel bag out of the trunk of my dad's car. I closed it. I looked at him, he was on the verge of crying. "Don't cry dad. If you cry then I'll cry and then we'll both be crying. I don't want that." I told my dad. "Okay okay. It's just that I am going to miss you a lot kid. I won't even get to see you graduate." "Hey...there is still college dad." "Oh gos. More education." Dad exasperated. I laughed. "I have to get going the plane will take off in an hour and 15 minutes." I said. "Okay...Stiles be careful." "Dad...it's me...I'm never careful." "Stiles. I mean it." "Okay I'll be careful dad." I said as I headed inside the airport.

After waiting a good amount of time, I got on the plane and went to my seat next to the window. It would have been a pleasant flight if it wasn't for Scott and Lydia who had seats next to me. Scott sat next to me and Lydia on the end. I huffed in annoyance. I looked at Scott and bit my tongue so I didn't scream vulgar stuff at him. "Can we please talk?" "Mmm...no." I answered. I was pulling out my headphones. "Please it's about that night." "No. You are not going to add salt to my wound that already happens to be a mile wide." I said irritated and put my headphones on. Scott yanked them off. "Sorry but I'm going to anyway." Scott stated. "Why?" "I want to know why you won't tell us how you feel or what's going on with you." "You want to know what's going on with me?! I tell what's going on with me. I am the reason that Allison and Aiden are dead. Me. Not Peter or Deucalion or Gerard. Me. I killed them and you guys seem to not be phased by it at all! I mean Scott she was your first love dude. She died in your arms. Lydia, Aiden was something to you. Someone you cared about died because of me. So Scott you want to talk to me about my feelings...go talk to scarfboy he seems to enjoy me being in pain." I whisper screamed. I put my headphones back on and turned away from the two and stared out the window. The plane took to the skies and we were on our way to New York City.

It had been 5 hours since the plane took off. I was asleep. I was dreaming about that night again. It will forever haunt me until the day I die. I woke up snapping my eyes open. It was dark outside. I looked around the plane was empty. "What the hell? Hello?" I asked getting up from my seat. I walked the length of the plane. I went to the back to find a black silhouette. I heard a girl's voice. I peered behind the shape to find it was the Oni. Stabbing Allison in the stomach. She fell to the floor in a pool of blood. Scott popped up and was holding Allison in his arms, crying. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT, STILES!!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!" Scott screamed at me as he got to his feet. He morphed into his wolfish features and went after me. I backed up quickly and fell backwards. I turned around and was faced with a guy whose back was facing me. I looked back to find Scott was gone. I turned back around to come face to face with Aiden. He looked at me shocked. Blood trickled down his mouth. "Why? Why did you do that?" Aiden asked in a pained groan. "What are you-" I stopped talking when I looked down. I was holding a sword...the blade was inside Aiden's stomach. Blood was pouring from his mouth at this point. I pulled my hand away. "It's your fault he's dead Stiles!" A voice yelled. It was Lydia. "Lydia. I didn't mean to." "Save it. You killed him and Allison. It's your turn to die now." Lydia said. I turned back around to see Scott fully morphed smiling at me. He ran his hand through my heart and pulled it out of my chest. "You have no heart. It only seems fair for you to not have one physically." Scott stated as he crushed my heart in his fist. I fell to the floor dead.