The fire that started it all

Chapter 2

Stiles drove to the nearby market to pick up a few things, his father was working on a project none stop and hasn't had the time to get groceries.

Stiles walked in, seeing a cute girl he smiled at her. She pushed her hair back and smiled.

"Score" stiles fixed his hair up then walked over to the blonde girl

"Hi I'm st-"

"let me stop you right there" a mans voice came from behind stiles. Stiles jumped a little and turned seeing a man with muscles bigger then his head

"I-I was just" sitiles stuttered

"Get away from my daughter twerp" the mans voice made stiles tremble

"Yeah good idea" stiles slid away from the two and hid in a random isle

"Not score" stiles pouted, sticking out his bottom lip and lowering his head

Stiles grabbed a cart and found all the food he wanted after about half an hour, it made it harder for him to get around the store when he had to avoid Blondie and Blondies muscle monster dad.

Stiles drove kinda slow because he was stuffing his face with ice cream at the same time

"All by my sell-elff" stiles sang along to the song but turned it off and put away the ice cream about a block from his house
Stiles hopped out of his car, still humming the song a bit as he walked towards his house, reaching for the door nob stiles was stopped.
Stiles father opened the door, rushing past still putting his Jacket on.

"Wo Oh, dad what's the rush" stiles grabbed his fathers sleeve

"There's a fire at the Hales house"
Stiles father rushed off.

Stiles heard the words but didn't wanna believe it, his body trembled as he started backing up into the door.
"S-Scott!" Stiles snapped out of it, standing up he ran to his car

"Fuck, fuck!" Stiles turned his engine on, his body still trembling.
Feeling a tear drop from his body, he held it in trying to be strong. Be strong for Scott.

Stiles arrived at the Hales house, it was hard to focus on anything, the red and blue flashing lights of the Police, the load sirens and the bright burning fire.

Stiles stomach churned but he pushed himself out of his car, his body wanted to stay still but he made his legs move forward. Each Step felt like his feet were sinking into the ground.

"Hey! Get back" said a loud voice behind stiles, he felt someone pull his shoulder making stiles body fall back into there embrace

After a few moments stiles pulled away, he ignored the man when he continued yelling at stiles. He pushed his body far word even know his mind was telling him different

"Scott!" Stiles managed to yell Scotts name as he entered the house, the flames radiated heat onto stiles cheeks, the smoke made stiles eye water.
He placed his hand above His head to try to block out the fire and smoke

"Scott!" He tried again, he heard nothing but the sounds of pillars falling, and fire crackle.

"Goddammit" stiles pushed a fallen piece of wood so he could walked past

"Ahg"

"Scott!" Stiles heard Scotts small groan, he saw Scotts feet under a fallen pillar

The blood around the feet made stiles stomach churn, His face was becoming pale as the flames started consuming him and Scott.
The flames burnt stiles skin, his lungs filled with the smoke, he choked on his own breath. Falling onto his knees he kept looking at Scott until the flames reached his eyes.

Like before Another strong hand gripped stiles shoulder. Stiles was suddenly being hoisted onto someones shoulder.

Stiles couldn't see Scott anymore the flames where to strong and his eyes only saw the brightness of the fire.
he used what little strength he had to hit the man carrying him. Stiles squirmed and tried pushing himself away from the man but his strength was very little compared

"Please!" Stiles voice was high pitched and could be barley heard through the flames

As Scott become farther away stiles body seemed to become weaker,
His mind was filled with so many emotions he couldn't handle it. Soon stiles was released from the pain of the fire and his own thoughts. His body swung almost lifeless and his head fell down against the mans back. His mind was finally free. All he saw now was darkness

*stiles pov*
"Scott" was all I could think when the lightness started to lighten my vision. I heard myself scream his name, I didn't mean to it just sorta happened.

"Stiles!" Said a voice, my fathers I think

My vision is blurry, it's annoying

"D-dad" my throat hurts so much it was like the words where pricking my throat as they fell from my lips

Oh god. What is this. I can't see who's speaking to me.

"Stiles.. Stiles look at me" said who I thought was my father again. I felt someone's hand touch my cheek

Why can't I see him.

"Dad, I-I can't see you" as my words slipped from my mouth the realization hit my body like a bullet

"I. Can't. See" I heard my own words but didn't believe them, there my own words but I just don't believe myself

I can't here my father anymore but I can feel his hand on my cheek

My body became even weaker and my head fell back against my pillow

The touch of my fathers hand was soon gone and I could here his footsteps not far from me

Laying I was staring at the roof, I think. I can feel my eyes are open but... I can't see... Anything

I turned onto my side, I felt the iv in my arm pinch against my skin
The pain made my arm go numb but it wasn't at all as bad compared to the numbness I felt every where else

"Stiles" another voice was heard, it was scruffy and deeper then my fathers

I didn't wanna respond, I just wanna lay here and die

"Stiles" the voice rang in my ears but I still pushed the urge to look at them, what's the point

I felt the bed sink in as if someone was sitting by me

"Stiles, it's Derek"