The void inside// Stilisnki

just dreams

[Third Person]

Not that long after Finley had been laying in bed, scared shitless about the dream she had had the night before. During the day nothing was wrong, but not that she was back in bed she could feel shivers going down her spine. She didn't know why the dream scared her so much, it was just a dream after all. But it just all felt so real like it really happened. After every time she had closed her eyes her gaze snapped to her arm, checking if there had been no bite marks.

She had sighed in relief every time she looked, no bite marks, no pain and no gaping hole in her stomach. She had reminded herself a million times already that it was only a dream. But in dreams, you don't feel pain and she had felt lots of pain.

Not long after she had checked for the tenth time she had closed her eyes, finally drifting off into what was supposed to be a peaceful sleep.

-

Again her eyes shot open. Finley had quickly gazed around, noticing she was back in the woods. After she had noticed the detail she looked at her stomach. Her shirt was again covered in blood, but the hole in the shirt also showed a hole in her body. Then the pain she had felt the night before was back.

She had screamed, maybe for minutes but it had felt like hours. She couldn't stop, the pain was just too much. Tears were staining her cheeks as they slowly fell from her eyes. This time she didn't have the strength to stand up, she only had enough strength to open her eyes and breath.

Then again she had heard footsteps, this time knowing it would be Stiles. His words were different from last time but the tone in his voice had been the exact same. "Finley!" First, it was relief and then, " Oh my god", shock. Shock that his best friends little sister was laying on the ground, bleeding out as her breathing was rapid.

He then kneeled beside her again, placing her head on top of his legs. This time he was holding back tears that were threatening to spill if he didn't try to stop them. He had to stay strong for the brunette in front of her. He wanted her to feel safe in his arms.

Then again footsteps were heard before there was a loud gasp. Scott. The werewolf had finally found his way to his sister and best friend. The sight was horrible. You could see the energy draining from her eyes as she lay in his arms, Stiles trying to make it better, whispering that everything would be fine into her arms.

Again an argument had started between the two boys. Scott knew he had to save his sister, he just wished he could do it in any other way. He knew his sister wouldn't want to be a werewolf. She first didn't even want anything to do with the supernatural. Oh, how many times the boy had hit himself for going into the woods with Stiles after she had left. She wouldn't have been scared of him. She wouldn't have left.

And after Stiles had told him about her dying his face had immediately deformed into its werewolf shape. His teeth growing sharp and hair coming out of his cheeks as his nose got some sort of fatter. His eyes had also quickly turned from their normal brown color into a bloody red. He looked at Stiles and after the boy had given him a nod he had placed his teeth into his sisters' arm.

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A scream had erupted from Finley's room Waking up Scott who had been sleeping in the room right beside hers. He only needed a split second to know that the scream he was Finley's. He had stood up, immediately running into the girls' room. She had been moving frantically, first making weird shaking movements and then full on slapping everything around her.