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🔻Melody🔻

I feel someone stroking my forehead and open my eyes, looking into Stiles brown ones. "Morning," he says softly and I smile up at him. "Good morning, Stiles."

"So, I'm going to go meet with Scott. You should stay home today." I raise my eyebrow and lift my head off my pillow. "Why?" I swear something dark flashes in his eyes before its gone. I rub the sleep from my eyes and look back at him. "Just stay here, okay," he says his voice low and I nod. "Alright."

He smiles and stands up. I get up and watch him leave before leaning down and picking up my robe, slipping it on. I got to my dresser and pull out some underwear and bra. I pull on the panties under the robe before taking it off to put on my bra. I hear the door open and my mom's voice calling to me. I pull on my robe and tie it closed, I ignore my soreness and move quickly as she sounded a little upset.

I enter the kitchen and she turns to me with a hand on her hip. "I just saw Stiles going down the hallway?! Derek and I have been looking for him all night! Why didn't you tell me he was here."

"I was a little preoccupied-"

"I can see that," she says pulling open my robe to reveal the underwear underneath and I smack her hand away gently. "It's not like that. I would have said something except he was scared out of his mind. I told him to contact his dad but his phone was dead so I let him charge it. I just wanted to calm him down before we dragged everyone into it."

"Melody do you have any idea what's going on?" She asks a concerned look in her eyes as she looks me up and down as if she's expecting to find some wound had been inflicted upon me. "What're you talking about?"

"Oh, God. Scott didn't tell you did he?"

"Tell me what?" She doesn't say anything and I turn around, running back to my room. I skid to a halt and drop to my knees near my leather jacket. I wince as the vibrations go up my legs. I frantically search through my pockets, forgetting which one encases my phone.

I eventually find it and press the power button. It turns on and I unlock it, swiping down on the screen so my notifications pop up. Confusion fills me as I see that I have none. "What?!"

I go to Scott's, Kira's, everyone that might have texted me only to find nothing. Someone was trying to reach me last night and it's obvious Stiles didn't want me to see who it was. I call Kira, pressing the phone to my ear as I listen to it ring. “Hello?

"Kira, what is wrong with Stiles? Why is my Mom freaking out? And why was someone trying to reach me last night?"

One thing at a time. How do you not know who was trying to reach you?

"Because any trace that that they may have left was deleted from my phone. No voicemail, text, or email. It's just gone. Stiles told me to leave it and when I went to check it there was nothing. What's going on?!"

Oh, my God, you found Stiles?

"He found me. Now answer the question!"

It was probably Scott. He was supposed to tell you...

"Tell me what?" She silent and I run my fingers through my hair. "Kira! Tell me?!"

Stiles isn't himself. It's not just frontotemporal dementia. That dark spirit the oni were looking for is attached to Stiles. He's the nogitsune. He sabotaged the hospital and put Isaac into the ICU. And we don't know what he's planning next but all I know is that you can't trust him. I'm sorry, Scott was supposed to tell you before anything bad happened.

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