You glared angrily at the rock you had almost tripped on, as if it were its fault. It was going to be dark soon, and you still hadn't found Scott. And there was no way in hell you were leaving without him.
Scott had gone into the woods hours before in search of Liam, who had gone missing sometime yesterday. But when Liam showed up at your door looking for Scott, you realized that your boyfriend could be in trouble. Liam had spent the night out with Mason, and his phone was off. Scott, who was still in the woods, was not alerted that Liam was okay. And since he wasn't answering his phone, you went looking for him.
"Scott!" You called out. "Scott!"
There was no answer; there was no answer in the hours you had been searching for him.
You started to get scared at this point. You were a werewolf, and an experienced fighter, but that didn't mean you were safe from whatever could be in the woods.
The sky had finally turned dark, and part of you wanted to turn back and get help. Your cell phone didn't have any service, and you could barely see five feet in front of you. But you wouldn't turn back. Not without him.
"Sco-"
You planted your foot where there was no ground, and fell straight off of Dead Man's Cliff, an overhang that had claimed the lives of several grizzly hunters already.
You landed mostly on your leg, which wouldn't have been much of a problem. Painful, yes, but it would heal quickly. The real problem was the branch that had impaled you on the way down.
It went halfway into your stomach, and at the moment you didn't have the time to be happy that it hadn't gone all the way through. You tried to pull it out, and instantly regretted it, putting yourself in even more pain. You screamed when you tried to sit up, and you screamed even more as you looked upon the bloody horror.
"SCOTT!" You yelled in agony. "Help me! Help me, please."
You cried, believing that no one was coming for you. You were going to die alone. You could only hope that it wasn't Scott who found-
"[Y/N]!" You heard, somewhere not too far away.
"Scott!" Your raspy voice responded.
"[Y/N]!"
You saw him, very close, and suddenly became worried. If you died tonight, he was going to watch.
"Hey," he fell to his knees next to you. "What happened?"
You raised a shaking finger at the cliff, and said weakly, "I fell."
"Well, you're going to be okay," he said confidently. "I'm going to get you out of here. Now, what first? Leg or branch?"
"Leg."
Scott positioned himself at your feet, and took hold of you ankle. "1. 2." He pulled it.
You screamed, feeling more pain now than you did when you had fallen. You wondered how you hadn't passed out.
"You're okay. You're okay," he said, putting his hands around the branch in your abdomen. "1." He pulled it out.
You screamed again, and Scott prepared to pick you up.
"No, no, no. Don't. I can walk. Just help me up."
"You broke your leg, idiot," he said, picking you up off the ground.
You bit your tongue, hurting more and more every second. Your leg hurt in Scott's arm, but there wasn't really a more comfortable way to carry you than bridal. You had to keep pressure on your stomach.
"Is my mouth bleeding?" You asked, feeling lightheaded.
"Yes," he looked down at your face. "But don't worry. I've got you."
You kept your hands pressed to your bleeding body and stared up into the night sky.
"Stars," you whispered with heavy eyelids.
"Hey, hey. No. Don't you dare fall asleep on me," Scott said. "[Y/N]."
But you did fall asleep. And to be honest, you were glad. You never liked the idea of a prolonged death, and all you really wanted to do was be in Scott's arms, and not in any pain. Tears slid down your cheeks, as you prepared to say goodbye to the world.
"I love you," you whispered, and that was it.
So, imagine your surprise when you woke up in Scott's living room, with him by your side.
"Hey," Scott said.
"Hey," you looked around. "Am I dead?"
"No," he smiled. "I told you I had you."
"And I totally believed it."
He stared at you for a while, and you were okay with it. You just wanted to be quiet; you just wanted to be with the boy you loved.
