Sage ▸ Stiles Stilinski [Book One]

10.

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CHAPTER TEN; 10

        "What do you want me to do? She's unconscious!" 

        Stiles hissed over at Jackson, making sure to keep his voice at a whisper. The whole group, Lydia, Jackson, Allison, Scott, Sage, and himself, met up in the lobby just a few minutes ago only to have their parade rained on when Sage fell to the floor right after Jackson walked in. Everyone seemed to throw themselves towards her body, even Lydia, in an attempt to catch her.

        Shockingly, Jackson was the one to grab a hold of her, slowly placing her down on the floor with his knee supporting her head. That was when panic set that one of their friends was bleeding to death and, now, unconscious with no way for them to get out of this place.

        Lydia and Allison were in hysterics, Scott was speechless, Jackson was being a jackass trying to pick a fight with Stiles, and Sage was just lying there motionless. Stiles knew that it was only a matter of time before the alpha decided to appear, and he didn't know how he would be able to explain that to the others.

         Looking away from Sage, Stiles met eyes with Scott. 

        "We need to move," Scott explained to the others, glancing back at his best friend, knowing exactly what the look he was giving was for.

        Lydia looked up from Sage's body with a horrified expression. "She needs to go to a hospital. Her heart is slowing down." 

        Stiles went to reply but the ceiling tiles began to crack, much like they had done in the boiler room. Everyone seemed to divert their attention to the sound. When he realized that the ceiling was going to come crashing down on them at any second and the alpha would be appearing from the rubble, he wasted no time bending down and picking up Sage. 

        Although he definitely wasn't as strong as Scott or Jackson, he was able to hold her tightly in his arms due to the pure determination to take her to safety.

        Scott got the memo that they needed to haul ass, grabbing a hold of Allison's hand and uttering out a single word. "Run!" 

          All of them immediately obeyed, following Scott's instructions and running as fast as they possibly could. Stiles felt Sage's body slip from his arms a few times because of the amount of blood on her wet skin, but aside from that, he was able to coordinate as well as any person could holding an unconscious, hundred and something pound girl in their arms.

        Everyone seemed to agree that following Scott was the way to go, and when he crashed into the cafeteria, they all trailed behind without a second thought.

       While Scott locked the doors, Stiles carefully placed Sage on the table. Her blonde hair was no longer blonde at the ends, rather stained such a dark hue Stiles wndered if she would be able to get it out. He looked away from her with a lump in his throat, not being able to stare any longer. What did grab his attention was the wall of windows that resided in the cafeteria, even worse than them being in the classroom before.

        "Grab some chairs," Scott ordered, running over the the plastic, blue chairs. They all picked up two at a time, beginning their work, completely ignoring any and all things Stiles shouted their way. 

        "Scott, wait. Not here," Stiles tried to protest, continuing to stare at the windows with wide eyes, gnawing on his lips as he took a few more steps towards the group.

        Allison spoke up from beside Sage's side. "What was that? Scott, what was that?" 

        "It came through the ceiling!" Lydia cried out.