Revealed ▸ Stiles Stilinski [1]

A Banshee::Chapter 19

Where am I?

The place looks familiar...

Shit.

It's the school parking lot.

I try to run back home in my dream but my feet walk forward, ignoring my intentions.

I don't want to,see the body, I want a normal life, I want to go home.

But nonetheless my feet carry me to the same spot.

The same fear.

The same screaming.

I wake up gasping like before, and sigh in frustration.

What the hell is going on?

I groan once again as my alarm clock buzzes and I reluctantly get out of bed.

(1 hour later)

"Bryn! Come here!" A voice whisper sand I'm pulled to the side of the tile school walls.

"Stiles?" I question and Scott looks at me madly.

What's his problem?

"He's trying to listen in to my dad," Stiles whispers sympathetically and I nod in desperation.

"I'll just ask him,"

"NO!" They both whisper loudly and I put my hands up in defence.

The officers leave, with solemn looks on their faces, and we turn and walk normally.

"Well what did they say?" Stiles asks in a normal voice and I smile at his curiosity.

"Something about a curfew because of the dead body," Scott answers worriedly.

"Oh...that's great," I retort not really caring.

Why do we always have to figure things out?

What is happening to us?

What is my life?

"Maybe I should ask for some help..."
Scott mumbels.

Confusion washes over me and I look at him.

"Who?" Stiles and I ask and then a look of dawning comes over his face.

"Who Derek?!" Stiles yells and wacks. him upside the head.

"Derek?" I echoe and feel like slapping my brother.

Until somebody calls the students to the window and my day turns sour.

A/N OMG I'M SO SORRY.

I know I haven't updated in a day and I have an explanation.

I was on a flight, got home, slept, ate and then slept again.

I know this chapter is the crappies and the shortest but I promise I'll update a lot tomorrow.

I hope you don't hate me.

Love you guys.

Kripa