White Lies » Scott McCall

Chapter 18

I felt the bed sheets moving and I groaned, burying my face in the pillow.

The mattress lifted up and I looked over to see Scott's side of the bed empty.

"Scott" I mumbled sleepily, starting to sit up.

"Hey, man, what's up?" I heard him say into his phone. "Stiles?"

I ran a hand through my hair and crawled over to the edge of the bed.

I indicated to Scott to put my brother on speaker.

On the other line I could hear him breathing heavily.

"Stiles? It's Alex. Are you there?"

"Scott? Alex?" I heard him whisper.

"Hey, I'm here. Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Scott asked.

"Scott, I don't- I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here. I think I was sleepwalking" he said.

"Okay, um, can you see anything?Just tell me what you see"

"It's dark. It's hard to see. I think there's something wrong with my-" the phone disconnected.

"Stiles!" I exclaimed. "Stiles!"

Scott started to ring him back but it went straight to voice mail.

"This is Stiles and you missed me. Leave a message"

"Oh my god" I said, nervously pacing.

"Come on" Scott mumbled as he tried to ring him back again.

"Hey, this is St-"

"God, come on. Come on" Scott said, continuing to try and get hold of my brother.

After a few rings I heard it connect again.

"Stiles?"

"Scott, I don't think I can get out of here. I can't move"

"Where are you?" I asked.

"I don't know. I don't know, It's too dark. I can't see much and something's wrong with my leg. It's stuck on something. And it's - I think it's bleeding"

"How bad? Stiles, how bad is it?" Scott questioned.

There was silence.

"Stiles, are you there? Can you hear me?" I asked, feeling anxiety bubble up inside of me again.

"There's some kind of smell down here. Something smells terrible. It's brutal. My eyes are watering" my brother replied.

"Okay, listen. I'm calling dad" I said.

"No, no, no, no, don't"

"But dad-" I started.

"Don't. Alex, just please don't call him. Promise you won't. He already worries about me too much. Alex, Scott, please"

"But what if I can't find you? Stiles, I can't make a promise like that" Scott said.

"No, no, no, just please. Please, don't call him. Come find me. You can do it. He doesn't have to know. Scott, you can find me"

"I don't know if I can do this" Scott said.

"Oh, I gotta call you back. I have to turn the phone off"

"What? No, hey, wait-" I started.

"I'm gonna call you back"

"Hold on, Stiles wait! Hold on, man" Scott yelled.