Savior Stiles Stilinski book 1

Night School

*Disclaimer* Sadly, I still don't own Teen Wolf nor do I own a Stiles. But if you know where I can purchase one that'd be great!

"What? I didn't do anything." Derek said. As soon as the words left his mouth he was picked up into the air and had blood gushing out of his mouth. The alpha was standing behind him and he just tossed him aside... We all turned and ran to the school doors, passing Derek's lifeless body.

"Lock it! Lock it!" I screamed. The boys had pushed the doors shut and were holding them shut.

"Do I look like I have a key?" Stiles retorted.

"Grab something!" Scott yelled.

"What?" Stiles yelled back.

"Anything!" Scott yelled. I was pushing up against the doors too at this point. We were all trying desperately to keep them shut. Suddenly I saw Stiles stop turning his head. I followed his eyes to the same bolt cutters we had used when we first got to the school. Oh my god..He isn't actually going to...

"No!" Scott and I said at the same time.

"Yes!" Stiles argued.

"Stiles, no, don't." I cried, clutching onto the sleeve of his jacket. I felt tears brim my eyes as I thought about every possible scenario that could happen. Stiles was human. The alpha just threw Derek 20 feet in the air like a rag doll... Stiles would be dead as soon as the alpha saw him. I knew it was too late to do anything about it when Stiles wiggled out of my grip and squeezed outside.

I watched his every move. My heartbeat drumming in my head. 2 heartbeats. Mine and Scott's. I could smell my anxiety seeping into the air. It had its own smell, just like every other emotion possible to man. They all had...Oh my god.

"Run! Stiles! Stiles!" Scott yelled pulling me from my trance-like state. I slammed my fist against the doors and Stiles slowly turned around. Blood red eyes stared at him and he ran to the door. As soon as he was inside we crammed the bolt cutters into place. Locking the door from the inside. I wrapped my arms around Stiles. I could hear all of our hearts racing..3 hearts...Derek should be in here too. Maybe then we would have a chance of surviving this... Then the realization donned on me and I wrapped myself tighter around Stiles. He tightened his arms too and I felt my knees go weak, if Stiles were to let go right now I would definitely end up on the ground. Tears streamed down my face as my breath caught in my throat.

Derek can't be dead. Not after all of this. He can't be dead. Derek can't be dead. I started crying into Stiles' shoulder. Before I knew it I was breaking down. Like everything that had been piling up on me the past few weeks. I just collapsed under the pressure of it all... I couldn't protect Derek, how am I supposed to protect Scott? I can't do this. I just.. I can't. I should have found a way to save Derek. But it happened so fast. Fear took over and I got out of there as fast as I could, not thinking about the consequences. I only thought about myself... As if I am something people would care about losing...

"Where is it? Where did it go? That won't hold, will it?" Scott asked frantically.

"Probably not," Stiles said. There was then a howl from the monster outside. "Alex, come on we have to go," Stiles said as he helped me up. He was right. We all ran into the nearest classroom, Stiles had to help me run, by holding me up by my waist.

"The desk! Stop, stop." Stiles said. They had started to move the desk but stopped. "The door's not gonna keep it out," Stiles said. I was still lost in myself. I felt distant. As if this was all just one of my bad dreams. Or the first 10 minutes of an episode of Supernatural. This stuff isn't supposed to be real..

"I don't know," Scott replied. My mind was racing but there was one thing I was sure of....

"It's your boss," I said causing both eyes to fall on me.