Im fine... [DISCONTINIUED]

Chapter 4

Scott's POV:

When I got to the hospital I got out of the car with my mom and went inside of the hospital and saw John and Lydia sitting in chairs in the waiting room.

I guess the others aren't here yet.

«Hey guys! How is Stiles?» i Ask them while sitting down next to them.

«We dont know yet» Lydia said looking at me.

«he will be ok im sure of it." I say assuringly.

They nodded and we went back to our toughts and the others soon joined us in waiting room. Now we were the whole pack sitting in the waiting room deep in thought.

After two hours of waiting a doctor came into view and we all sat up and looked at the doctor hopefully. He smiled at us which I think is a good sign.

"Are you here for mr. Stilinki?" He asked us and we nodded.

"Ok so when me. Stilinski was brought he had a high fever in 140 degrees Fahrenheit. (Btw I'm not American so I think it is 140? I rlly don't know but in Celsius it is 40 degrees:) he also had breathing issues caused by a stuffed nose and sore throat. We soon found out that he had pheumonia. And it would of had been really dangerous if we hadn't caught it earlier." He said and all of us nodded.

"He has been given antibiotics and will shortly feel better. But when he wakes up he will be very weak and will need lots of rest and we think he will be here for one more day and then go home, but when he comes home he still need a lots of rest and needs to stay in bed as much a possible." He said.

"Can we see him?" I asked the doctor.

"Of course! He is in room 345 and make sure to call for any nurse if somethings happen." He said and walked off.

We began walking to Stiles's room and opened the door. And there. There was Stiles lying in the middle of the bed hooked up to an IV. He looked peaceful.

We all took a seat and his dad took a chair and sat next to Stiles holding his hand.

Stiles's POV:

Beep, beep, beep

Hell that sound was annoying. Wonder what it is. I hear voices so I decided to open my eyes.

I slowly opened my eyes to find my dad standing over me.

"Wha-" I began but was cut off my my dad.

"It's ok Stiles, you have to rest." He said taking a seat next to my bed.

Apparently I'm in the hospital.

"What happened?" I asked in a raspy, raw voice.

"You've got phuemonia. You passed out in the pack meeting and we called an ambulance." Scott said looking at me with concern.

"Why didn't you tell us you were sick?" Lydia asked me in a hurt voice.

"I don't know... I think mabye because I'm in a pack of supernaturals and I don't want to be weak" I said sadly.

They looked at me sadly.

"I'm sorry you feel that way stiles but being sick isn't being weak ok? You have no control over it so please just tell us next time so it will not get worse ok?" Lydia told me and I nodded.

Suddenly I felt tired and my eyelids felt heavy. I jawned and put my head on the side.

"It's ok stiles just sleep you need it." My dad told me.

So I did. I heard the pack walking out of the room, my dad still staying before darkness consumed me and I fell asleep.

'I love my pack'

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Published 31/07/20

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