The Gift

Quality Time

*Later that same Tuesday*

I drove as fast as I could while dialing my mom and telling her that I wasn't coming home just yet. Can You Feel My Heart By: Bring Me The Horizon started blasting through my car as my mom finally picked up. I turned it down slightly and began.

"Mom I'll be home in like half an hour cause I have to go to Stiles house and talk to him about homework." I said out of breath, hoping she would let me.

"No, I need you home now! You need to help me clean and you have school tomorrow it's already really late!" she spoke with her accent.

"Mom I can't. I need to go and talk to Stiels. You can wait for a half hour this is really important I wouldn't be telling you this if it weren't!" I said, loosing my temper with her. All she ever wanted me to do was clean. She never let me go out or tuck me anywhere. She always left me alone in the house while she went out to party.

"¡Deje que no!"

I hung up on her, not caring about the consequence. Do it now, remember it later right?

I finally arrived to his house and sprinted to his door. I knocked on it rapidly til someone answered the door. My hand didn't stop moving until it felt something softer and heard an "Ow!"

Stiles was looking down at me grinning in amusement.

"Hey?" he laughed.

I pushed him aside and ran into his living room in panic.

"Yes Brenda, you may come in." I heard him shut the door and walk into the kitchen.

"Want anything!?"

"Huh? No. No I just need you." I said while I played around my fingers nervously.

"You need me?" I heard him say as his head popped out of the fridge. His eyebrows were arched and his eyes were wide while he pointed at himself. He could be so stupid sometimes.

I gave him a "no shit" face as I let my body fall onto his couch.

"Here." He handed me a cold water even though I said I wanted nothing. I tuck it with a smile and remembered why I was there in the first place.

"Stiles I had a serious dream dude."

"A dream!? You agree with me now!" He yelled eagerly, forgetting that I ever said the word "serious".

"Um, yeah I guess but shh! Let me talk!" I said annoyed.

"Okay, sorry. Go on." His face dropped to a serious expression and his body wasn't wiggling around anymore. Good.

"Okay," I tuck a deep breath and closed my eyes, then started.

I told him every single detail. How he appeared in my dream, Scott being a werewolf and killing Lydia, all the supernatural things I saw, to how I ended up in the woods again. I spoke pretty fast and accidentally mixed up the events and stuttered a couple times as I got nervous. But he seemed to have kept up and shook his head, taking in my story.

"And what made you so sure it was real or in any way put us in danger?" He finally asked.

"I don't now. You were all in it, and I keep dreaming of the woods. Recurring dreams mean something! And Lydia died because of Scott, he was a werewolf!!" I yelled out, not realizing that I was now standing up and speed walking all over his house. I stopped and looked around, I was now half way upstairs. How did I not notice this?

I looked over at Stiles who seemed fazed and shocked.

"Have you dreamed anything else of Scott?" He said blankly.