ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ °Stiles Stilinski° Teen Wolf

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🔻Melody🔻

The pain in my leg is almost too much to bear but I continue to sing to myself to try and keep my mind off it. Stiles is humming along, trying to be supportive when a loud howl fills the forest. I open my eyes and feel Stiles freeze. "That's what I'm talking about," Stiles says like there's a great achievement.

Lydia leaves a quick message before putting her phone away. "Looks like Scott did it!"

"What? Do you mean that's Scott making that noise?" I ask and it seems they forgot I was here. "Um, yes it was." They don't explain any further and it feels like hours before Lydia's phone finally rings. "Scott?" I wait as he responds.

"Yeah, can you find us? Because Melody really needs to get help, she's losing a lot of blood." Another pause and Lydia nods. "Great. Hurry!" She hangs up and comes over to us. "Scott's on his way."

"Thank God," Stiles says and I feel his cheek resting against my head as he holds me. I feel like this thing has been stuck on my leg for hours and I'm really starting to feel weak as blood continues to spill down my ankle and soak my sneaker. My eyes start to drift closed and I feel Stiles shake me gently causing a jolt of pain to radiate through my leg.

I cry out in pain, digging my nails into the material of Stiles' jacket. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Melody. But you have to keep your eyes open, okay? You're losing a lot of blood and I'm afraid of what'll happen if you close your eyes." I nod my head but my eyelids feel so heavy.

I shake my head and rub at my eyes trying to get rid of the feeling. "Stiles!" I hear Scott's voice scream and I look to see him racing towards us. "Scotty! Thank god." Scott skids to a halt in front of me and falls to his knees, looking down at the trap. "You need to pry it apart so we can get her leg out."

Scott's eyes widen and he looks at him. "That'll hurt a lot worse, especially if it slips and clamps shut again."

"I don't care just please get it off me! Please, Scott!" I plead and he looks down at me sadly, nodding. "I'll try." He leans down and curls his fingers around the jaws on each side and I feel them slice into me. A whimper escapes my mouth and I sink my teeth into my t-shirt's neckline to keep from screaming.

"Okay, here I go." I close my eyes as he starts to pull them apart. I cry out in pain as some of the teeth are pulled from my skin. I hear Scott grunt with effort as he keeps pulling. "Now!" Lydia screams and Stiles grabs onto my leg with both hands, yanking my ankle out. I scream as we fall backward and I open my eyes, seeing the sky above me, panting heavily.

I hear Scott grunt one more time before hearing the trap snapping closed as he releases the teeth. Stiles pushes me off him into a sitting position and sits up behind me. I use the hem of my shirt to wipe the tears off my face. "Thank you, Scott." He nods before coming over and pulling me to my feet, wrapping my arm around his neck to help support me.

"We need to get her to the hospital," Stiles says and I shake my head. "No!" They stare at me like I'm insane. Stiles gestures to my still bleeding ankle. "Melody, your ankle looks twisted and broken and you're still bleeding! You could go into shock!" I wince as my ankle throbs and Stiles nods.

"No, take me to my mother." Scott shares a look with Lydia and Stiles. "Please," I beg as I look at them. "Stiles, we can't force her to go if she doesn't want to." His eyes widen and he stares at his best friend in disbelief. "Uh, you can't but I can. Let's go." He comes over and takes me from Scott, wrapping my arm around his neck.

I grab onto his shirt and force him to look at me. "Stiles, please just take me home!" He sighs and stays silent and I clutch his shirt tighter. "Please," I say softly and he finally grunts in frustration. "Fine. But if you die I'll literally go out of my freaking mind!" I sigh and rest my head against his chest as he helps take me to his Jeep.