I'm not dying for you. [Completed and in editing]

Chapter 11📍

  I woke up in Theo's arms at the Hospital. I looked around to see Melissa putting something in my IV. I looked up at Theo who brushed my long messy hair behind my ear. Scott and Stiles stood in the doorway of the room looking at me. They were talking something but I could actually care less about it. I just layed in Theo's arms and fell asleep.

Theo's pov

I quickly moved Liam's head onto his pillow and slipped away to talk to Scott. I walked over to Scott and he looked at me. "Do you know what's wrong with Liam." Scott said.

"If I knew Scott, I wouldn't be here with Liam in a hospital." I snapped.

"Don't act like you don't care Theo."

I rolled my eyes. "I thought you had this under control!" I snap

"I thought we did."

"Well Brett did this and it's ten times worse than before."

"Brett did this?"

"No, it was Matt Donovan. Yes it was Brett, duh." I said sarcastically.

"We don't need your sarcasm Theo, it isn't helping."

"To be fair nothing your doing is helping."

"Theo seriously, not the time." Stiles said.

"Whatever, i'm going to get something to drink."I say rolling my eyes.

I don't know what to do for Liam, I'm scared for him. Brett beat him up and he is deadly  I'll , what else could happen, geez. I probably shouldn't say that because whenever people say nothing could get worse that is when books and movies things get worse. I need to suck it up and be there for Liam, even if that means I have to be nice to Scott and Stiles. I walked back down the Hallway to get to Liam's room when the hallway got dark, the lights flickered low. I opened my eyes and I was back into the morgue. I slammed my fists on the metal. It didn't move. "Theo wake up I screamed!" "Theo!!!" I got out and ran towards the hospital doors, but my sister Tara beat me there first and before I know her hand is in my chest pulling my heart out. Blood running down my lips as I stare blankly at her. With my last seconds I scream "Tara."

I see Scott and Stiles running towards me. I look around to see myself in a corner rocking myself. I quickly get my shit together and walk away from them.

"You still have the nightmares don't you?" They both say.

"They aren't nightmares, I'm not asleep so they can't be."

"Theo--"

"Were here for Liam not me." I snapped

"We think its a different type of wolfsbane."

"When did you find this out?"

"Well, we didn't, were guessing."

"A guess is still better then nothing." I say trying to add some hope to the conversation.

"Liam told me when Brett cut him for the first time, it didn't heal."

"It must be wolfspane then." Theo said as Scott and Stiles looked at each other and ran down the hallway. I followed them.

"We know whats wrong with Liam!" Scott said.

"Its wolfsbane but not the purple, or yellow stuff, it's different. Its from Mexico." He said.

Deaton looked impressed but yet still very confused. "What type is it then?" He asked.

"I don't know, but it's effecting him physically and psychologically." I said.

They looked surprised when I said that. " What, i'm not dumb." I said.

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Haven't been uploading cuz I have type A flu and i'm dying and I hurt so yeah. Blahhhhh.

Had no motivation for this chapter so this was a lil filter I guess.

ok, bye

Also not edited so hehe.(just edited it hehe$