Just Breathe

Chapter 28

Stiles stood in his bathroom brushing his teeth, everything calming down now that the pack had finally gotten settled in. Well except Boyd, who Stiles had run into, finding his attitude very strange. He had been acting weirder than his normal weird. But he brushed it off, figuring that after the day's commotion, every deserved a little weirdness.

Emma was rooming with Allison and Lydia while Stiles roomed with Scott. "Hey, what time do you think we'll leave here tomorrow?" Stiles asked, poking his head out of the bathroom. Scott stood at the window, his face pressed against the glass. "Scott?" Stiles asked, still receiving no response. "Scott!" Stiles shouted, finally catching his friends attention. 

Scott turned around, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his eyes were wide with fear. Stiles' recoiled in confusion, watching as Scott turned back towards the window, searching the empty parking lot. "You okay Scott?" Stiles asked as he tried not to let the dark room and everyone's weird actions wig him out. 

"Yeah, I just-I thought I saw someone" Scott breathed, his shoulders slowly relaxing. Stiles' eyebrows furrowed in confusion, his attention pulled away as his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, reading a text from Lydia. 'We need to talk to you. Alone' she wrote. He looked around in confusion, his eyebrows furrowed together.

'I have a girlfriend you know' he typed back a joking response, trying to keep it light although he could feel it in the air; something dark and something heavy. When Lydia didn't respond, Stiles knew he had to go. He sighed as he left a confused Scott, jogging down the stairs and to the parking lot where Allison and Lydia stood. 

Their eyes were wide, Allison's arms crossed over her chest as Lydia gnawed at her nails. Stiles looked around him, trying to find something concerning, but there was only a quiet parking lot. "What's the problem?" he asked, a nervous glance jumping between Lydia and Allison. 

"My banshee powers are getting stronger Stiles. Something's happening as we speak" she told him in a low voice, her panicked eyes making it more concerning. A cool breeze blew through the silent night, chills dancing on his neck. 

"What does that mean Lydia? Is someone going to die?" he questioned, his words coming out rushed as he realized that this was a time sensitive situation. Allison gave Stiles a pained look before she glanced at Lydia.

"Four" Lydia whispered, her lip trembling as Stiles stumbled back in shock. "I-I was hearing voices in my room. But I went in, and it was empty. I don't know why I was hearing things but-"

"Lydia, maybe there was some sort of clue. Show me, we'll check it out" Stiles interrupted, desperate to figure this out before it was too late. With a sigh, Lydia agreed. She lead him and Allison up the stairs, the footsteps loud on the metallic stairs. They walked down the hallway, pausing as they reached the door. 

"Here it is" she sighed, reaching out and grabbing the door knob. She turned it, but it didn't budge. Her eyes went wide as she looked to Allison, chills dancing down her spine. "It wasn't locked before" she muttered, her eyes finding Stiles'. 

Everyone turned to the door as a loud chainsaw noise rattled the air. Stiles moved Lydia out of the way, slamming himself into the door. He fell backwards, groaning as pain sprouted from his shoulder. He took a deep breath, trying again. He ran forward, driving his shoulder into the door which finally gave, swinging open to reveal a room under construction, and their friend bent over a chainsaw, ready to end it all. 

"Ethan!" Stiles screamed as he ran into the room, jumping on his back as he tried to pry him off the saw. Lydia searched frantically for an outlet, Allison watching as Stiles wrestled Ethan. Lydia's eyes went wide as she found the plug, Ethan throwing Stiles down just as Lydia pulled on the cord. Stiles gasped with deep breaths as he stared at the blade which was an inch from his face.