McKenna's POV
I go out the window and as soon as my feet hit the shingles, adrenaline rushes through my body. I lower myself down so that I'm dangling from the gutter then drop to the back porch. I jog across the street and right over to the woods. I venture into the mysterious woods of... Whatever the fuck this town is called. I shiver with excitement, and the fact that it's about 50 degrees out here.
"What's so bad about This? Its just like back home." I say to myself. As I continue to walk, I begin to break glow sticks and drop them by trees every so often so I can find my way out. I stop walking when I hear a twig snap. I turn with my knife gripped firmly in my hands.
"Anyone there?" I call out into the darkness, once again, bad idea. I know.
I shrug it off and keep walking. I grew up in the woods so it really doesn't scare me. I walk some more and stop when I hear leaves rustling.
"I'm warning you." I say to who ever or what ever is following me. I walk some more but try to make a semi-circle so I'm getting out but still exploring New parts. Leaves rustle again.
"Bro, if you're going to stalk me do it quieter" I scream. A man steps out from the side of a tree.
"I really need to get light weight shoes." he says. I can't really see him but he appears to be older. Late 30's, earlie 40's maybe.
"Probably a good idea." I say putting my knife in throwing position.
"Ya see, that adventures spirit, that curious mind setting, the determination and sarcasm. That's what would make you the perfect victim." he says moving closer with a bright white smile
"Look if your gonna rape can you just get over with so I can leave." I say without stuttering and acting like I don't care, But really, I'm petrified. I've learned to put on a I don't care what you do. I've had worse act from my mom.
"Ew, No. Not that kind of victim. Plus, I already have a daughter. She's around your age actually. Maybe a little older." He says
He steps forward, his eyes glow bright blue and his white smile turns into horrible fangs. I throw my knife and try to run, but but he pounces on me and his fangs sink into to my skin and skid down the side of my leg. I try to clench my teeth but it's too much. I scream in agony. He gets up and I'm sitting there holding back tears looking up to the sky. I try to stand but I feel faint and sit back down. His fangs and all retract back into his skin and he pulls out my knife from his side and tosses it at me. it hits the same leg, but doesn't go deep enough to stick. I grunt in pain.
"Good luck." The man says and walks off.
I try to stand, I puke. I've got to get the hell out of here
"Stiles!" I exclaim out loud while shuffling for my phone. I need to call Stiles! His dad is a police officer. At the gathering earlier he put all his number in my phone. I grab my phone, relived to see its not broken. I try to call first but I have no service.
"Shit!" I groan. I hoist myself up with the tree beside me and realize I can put slight presser on my leg. My whole left leg is messed up. My calf if is deeply cut all the way down and there's a stab mark from the the knife in my thigh. It didn't go too deep. Only about half an inch, but it still hurts, bad.
I get to the part of the woods where it meets the road. I know where the street is because I passed it on the buss here. All I have to Do is get there. I call Stiles again, the phone rings this time, but no answer. I try three more times. No luck. I can't all Lydia and I have no one else's information. I can't call an ambulance because they'll call Lydia.
Wait. Stiles added me in snapchat. I open the app and put my fingers on the screen and pinch them together. If the snap map map is accurate, his house is only like 15 minutes away. I begin my journey.
I approach what I hope to be stiles' house. I ring the door bell and lean up against the door. That was stupid. When officer stilinski opens the door I fall on the ground.
"Woah. are you okay?" he asks kneeling down beside me.
"Yeah I'm just fine. I only got mauled by some wolf man thing and stabbed." I say, out of breath and dizzy
"Do you know my son?" Officer stilinski asks
"Yeah. That's how I know where you live and that you're a police officer." I say "so can you help me or not?" I ask
"Did you say wolf man?" he asks. I nod.
"Scott, Stiles!" he yells. They come down the steps and I try to follow to them to the boys' room.
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Bitten- teen wolf
RandomLydia has a little cousin, this little cousin likes causing trouble Not on purpose of course, it's just kind of part of her personality Okay so this is the second fan fiction I had ever written and that was about four years ago, and the writing is...
