Losing my Mind

Chapter 17: Innocent

"Stiles! Stiles stop! You're okay!" Scott shouted grabbing Stiles' flailing arms as Derek and Peter grabbed his legs and Isaac carefully held his body to make sure he didn't injure himself even more.

Stiles kept screaming even when he eventually opened his eyes, he didn't seem to recognize any of them at all, it was as if he was looking at complete strangers.

"Stiles, stop!" Scott shouted, eyes flaring red, "Please! I don't want you getting hurt!"

Stiles stopped screaming and flailing, pulling back into himself, he looked at everyone in the room then at the room itself.

"Where am I?" Stiles asked looking at all of them while moving his body away from them.

"The hospital" Scott answered regrettably.

Realization struck Stiles making him look around again.

"Where's my dad?" he asked softly.

"We don't know, I found you like that at your house and the door was open" Isaac said not looking Stiles directly in the eye.

"I need to go" Stiles said hesitantly while trying to get up, he let out a yelp as a rush of pain filled his whole body and he fell to the floor breathing heavily, tears stinging his eyes.

Scott and Isaac raced to his side and got him back on the bed.

"You're not going anywhere" Scott stated forcibly.

"I have to find my dad" Stiles said, frowning at them as he held his side.

"Did he do this to you?" Isaac asked frantically.

"No" Stiles said as confidently as he could.

All of the werewolves looked at each other knowing that they all were listening to his heartbeat and they all heard the same thing.

"You just lied to us" Peter said stiffly.

Stiles looked down thinking of an excuse.

"He had a reason" Stiles stated quickly.

"And that is?" Ethan asked in suspicion.

"Well... it's my birthday and he doesn't like my birthday"

"Why would he not like your birthday?" Allison asked in confusion.

"It reminds him too much of my mom" Stiles said looking down at his hands, noticing the small cuts on them. He looked at the rest of his body and noticed that he had bandages wrapped around his torso and arms while he wore clean hospital pants and no shirt.

"Shit" He whispered, he usually covered his body up in layers to make sure people didn't see his figure, he was super insecure about his body.

He looked up at all of them to see they were all staring at him sympathetically, he hated it and then he thought of something.

"Hey guys... I'm feeling really tired and stuff, so... could you all just leave, go home... please" He pleaded.

"Okay, but we're gonna come back soon... and happy birthday, Stiles" Lydia said as they headed for the door, all saying happy birthday to him just as Melissa opened it.

They all walked out and Melissa walked up to Stiles with a needle in her hand.

"What's that?" Stiles asked nervously.

"Something for the pain" She says as she injects it into his arm.

"Thanks" He said gratefully as he let out a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

As soon as she left Stiles got up carefully and put on spare clothes that Isaac had brought with to the hospital. He walked weakly to the door and stuck his head out of the room, making sure no one saw him and then he walked out.

***

Once he got home he looked around for his dad but couldn't find him so Stiles got in his Jeep and road to the Station. Only to find his dad being put in handcuffs.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Stiles roared.

"Stiles get out of here, I told them to do it... I deserve to pay for what I did to you" His dad said sadly.

"No, you didn't do this dad" Stiles said brokenly.

"I did" His dad said sternly.

"He didn't do it, he's just saying he did cause he thinks that he needs to be out of my life for forgetting my birthday and not being about to protect me but he doesn't and he doesn't have to do this if I know the truth, I don't remember how they look or who they were but these guys broke into the house and they made my dad watch while they did this, I know that my dad didn't do this to me" Stiles said as tears formed in his and his dad's eyes.

The deputy sighed in relief and quickly took the handcuffs off the sheriff and both Stilinski's ran into each others embrace.

"I'm sorry" His dad whispered as tears raced down his face.

"It's okay" Stiles whispered tearfully back while hugging his dad tighter even if it hurt him.

Just then Scott, Isaac and Derek walked through the door and stopped as they saw the Stilinski's embrace.