You couldn’t do this. You can’t do this. After Scott starting explaining to you everything about being a werewolf you started to panic. So you ran, ran out of his house into the woods. You didn’t stop running until you found it. The old tree house you had made in the woods with your friends when you were little. Sitting on a tree branch, trying to calm down, you were shaken from your thoughts as you heard a soft voice. “(Y/N)?”. You looked down to see Parrish staring up at you. “What are you doing here? How did you find me?” “I asked your mom if there was anywhere you might go to clear your mind. She said you often went here to think. Everyone is looking for you. Are you okay?” all you could muster was a hushed “No”. “Look, come down here, let me help you”. “How could you help me? You aren’t a werewolf.” “I know, but I don’t want you to be alone. I want to help you. Will you let me?” You looked at the genuine concern on his face. You nodded slowly while climbing down.