The Forest Floors - Stiles Stilinski
Summary: No one was there to save (Y/N), and when Stiles finds out he doesn’t want to leave her alone again.
“(Y/N), you’re going to have to talk to him eventually you realise.” Scott asks me after I bumped into him while trying to avoid Stiles.
“Huh? What are you talking about? Is there a full moon coming up because you sure have been saying some weird things lately” I laughed trying to fool Scott. “Well, anyway! It was nice seeing you but I have a class to get to.” Just before I could leave Scott puts his hand on my shoulder and I flinch in pain. He looks at me confused before carrying on.
“Yeah, I know. We have Bio. Which is this way.” He points the opposite way to which I was walking.
“Silly me. Thanks Scott!” I say before scurrying off to class.
I was sitting in my seat when Stiles and Scott walked in together. Stiles waved and I pretended I didn’t see him. He was about to come and talk to me but was cut off by our teacher. Thank you lord. We sat and endured a double period of talking about neurons and their impacts and roles in the body. The whole time I could see Scott and Stiles whispering to one another and looking at me out the corner of my eye. I knew Scott could hear how fast my heart was beating and I could tell how worried he was about me. I kept tugging on my sleeves trying to make sure no one could see the marks. I felt my throat tighten as I remembered what had happened only a few nights ago. While Lydia was in the hands of Jennifer, I was trapped with Deucaleon. He was torturing me; digging and dragging his nails along my arms and shoulders. I eventually blacked out, only to awaken in the middle of the forest. I felt weak, unable to move. I called Stiles but his answer was “I can’t talk. Lydia’s hurt.” He hung up and didn’t answer my call afterwards. I dialled Derek and heard him answer, but before I could say anything, everything once again went black. I then woke up with Derek next to me, asleep on a chair. He had helped heal me. He was the only one there for me.
The bell rang and I snapped out of my daydream, realising my cheeks were damp. I quickly got up and rushed out of the class ready to go home. Just before I could get into my car I felt someone grab my shoulder rougher than Scott had earlier, and I cried out in pain, flinching away.
“Woah, what’s wrong?” Stiles asks as he throws his hands back confused and scared.
“Nothing.” I murmur before trying to get into the car but Stiles holds the door closed.
“Why won’t you talk to me? Or any of us for that reason.”
“Because I don’t want to waste my time.”
“Whats that supposed to mean?”
“Forget I ever said anything.” I try to get in the car again but Stiles kept the door closer firmly. “Fine, I’ll walk.” I turn around and start to walk off before Stiles puts his other arm on the other side of me, trapping me. I feel how close he is and his breath on my neck. I could almost start crying just at how oblivious he is to what this is doing to me. “Please.” I whimper, not looking at him.
“Whats happened to you? Why are you pushing me away? I can’t deal with this, (Y/N).” I scoffed. He looked at me unconsciously pulling down my sleeves and slowly grabbed my arm gently. I close my eyes as he lifted the sweater’s sleeves up, not wanting to be reminded of how lonely and cold I was, laying on the forest ground hoping that someone would come and save me. I heard Stiles intake a sharp breath and trace my wounds slowly. “Does it hurt?” I nod and pull my arm away, opening my eyes. I saw Stiles’ eye welled up with tears. “Why didn’t you tell me? We’re meant to tell each other everything.”
“I tried to. But you had bigger things to deal with.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I called you. I thought I was about to die, and instead of calling my Derek, who’s taken me in to live with him, I called you first.”
“Whe- oh, (Y/N). I didn’t know.” I stood still, my head to the floor. “We had just saved Lydia from being killed by Jennifer. That was all I was focused on”
“Yeah, well there you go. While Jennifer had Lydia, Deucalion had me. I think he was expecting one of you guys to come after me but… jokes on him I guess.” I force a laugh and Stiles shakes his head, angry with the situation.
“Deucalion? Far out, you’re coming with me.” Stiles said and grabbed my hand, dragging me over to Scott’s bike before explaining everything to him. They both asked questions and when they saw how much it was getting to me Stiles said he’d drive me to Dereks. He said to forget about my car for tonight and he’d take me to school tomorrow.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.” Stiles says once I sit on the bed and he stands by the door awkwardly. I take off my sweater leaving me in my singlet and all my wounds are visible besides my shoulders which Derek had bandaged up. I turn over and lay under the sheets letting out a sigh. I hear my door close and assume Stiles just left until i feel the bed dip and arms wrap around my waist. “I wont leave you lonely a second time”.