3.17, riddled

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season 3, chapter 17 : riddled

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"It's okay, Y/n

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"It's okay, Y/n. I'll be okay. I'll be here no matter what and Scott will always be by your side."

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I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. I sit up and answer the phone, putting it up to my ear as I comb my fingers through my hair.

"Stiles? You okay?" I say into the phone but there's no reply, only the sounds of heavy breathing and static. "Stiles, are you there?"

"Y/n." Stiles whispers, sounding in pain.

"I'm here, Stiles." I reassure. "Are you okay?"

"Y/n, I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here. I think I was sleep walking." Stiles heaves.

"Tell me what you see." I say to him.

"It's too dark to see anything." Stiles tells me.

I open my mouth to respond but the sound of him hanging up is heard. I look down at my phone, many emotions running through my body as my mind races with all the possibilities the panicked boy can be. His name flashes across my screen once again and I quickly pick up.

"Y/n." Stiles quickly says. "I don't think I can get out of here. I cant move, something's wrong with my leg."

"What's wrong with it?" I question.

"It's stuck on something and I think it's bleeding." Stiles tells me.

"How bad?" I ask but he doesn't respond, his heavy breathing telling me he's still there. "Stiles, I'm going to call your dad."

"Wait, no, no, no." Stiles quickly replies. "Don't call him. Promise me you won't call him."

"Stiles, I can't find you alone." I sob. "I can't promise that. I need to find you."

"Y/n, I believe in you. You can do this." Stiles tells me through pain. "You can find me."

Stiles hangs up again. I throw some clothes on then run to Scotts house, banging on his door as tears stream down my face. My breathing is everywhere as my heart pounds against my rib cage. An exhausted Scott opens the door and I immediately collapse into his arms. He brings me into the house, setting me down on the couch and he kneels in front of me. Isaac appears by his side, concerned.

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