Never Let Me Go

Chapter 22

Lydia POV
"Let them go Theo." Stiles says sternly, moving closer to Theo, holding up the defenceless Hayden and Mason by the throat. "Put them down." Theo shrugs his shoulders and drops them hard into the floor. I run to their aid, but Theo pushes me hard enough to send me flying across the room. A sharp pain pierces through my rib. Stiles moves closer to Theo.
"What the hell did you just do." He yells, as he pushes his chest.
"Stiles, I'm fine-"
"Don't touch a hair on her he's or I swear to god I will hit you so hard it sends you to the hunters in Mexico."
"Stiles!" I yell. He turns, looking concerned. I mouth I'm fine to him, but he doesn't stop.
"If you hurt her one more time-"
"Do it Stiles, you know you wanna. Hit me hard." I see Stiles make his hand into a fist.
"Stiles! Don't!" Hayden and Mason have made their way to where I am. I hold their hands. Stiles looks at me, relaxes and puts his fist down. Theo laughs.
"Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic. Hit me, you know you want to. Hit me right know the nose, that's be fun-" Then Stiles punches Theo in the jaw. Theo stumbles back, I don't think he was expecting him to really hit him, neither did I to be honest. Theo stands and grabs Stiles by the wrist.
"You're coming with me." Stiles tries to escape but Theo is much too strong. I stand up but he knocks me down again.
"Stiles! Stiles!" I scream his name again and again until my voice hurts. Then I break down crying. Now he has Liam and Stiles. Why would he take Stiles? God I hope he's okay. I just sit in the corner and cry until I get a call from Malia. I pick it up.
"Theo has Stiles, Malia." I say, butting in to whatever say was going to say.
"No he doesn't, but he did shoot him in the leg, he's going to the hospital now." I hang up and run. Run as fast as I can to the hospital.

Stiles POV
The pain was way too much to bare. You never really know how much it's gonna hurt when you get shot until it actually happens. I wasn't blacking out, which is a good thing, but I wish did. I couldn't stop screaming. Derek and Malia ran up to me and tried to get me to stand up, but just moving my leg sent pain throughout my body. It was all happening so fast. My mind kept falling in and out of reality. I tried to convince myself that it really didn't happen, that it didn't hurt, but the pain kept was too intense. Malia was on the phone and Derek was trying to talk to me, but I couldn't hear a word he was saying. Derek took off his shirt and wrapped it around my thigh. In what seems like an eternity, the ambulance finally arrive and Melissa jumps out of the back of the vehicle, jumps the stretcher and gets help from 2 other men to help lift me. I kept falling in and out of consciousness, but Melissa kept pulling me back.
"I just want to go to sleep." I mumble to her. I just want this pain to stop.
"I know, but you need to stay awake. Stay with me Stiles." She screams at me while squeezing my hand. I loved Melissa. She was like a mum to me. Always encouraged me, helped me through tough times, she knew there was a void in my heart from when my mum died, and she knew that I needed a mother figure in my life, and she took on that role. I spent the rest of the ride holding her hand. I can't remember most of the ride, it kind of just passes me by. When I'm wheeled to the hospital, all I can see is the lights passing above me.
"Stiles!" I hear Lydia scream. I try to respond but all I can do is groan. I can hear the hurt in her voice, and somehow, that pains me more then the bullet lodged in my thigh. I want to hug her, tell her I'm okay, but my body is motionless.
"Stiles!" She screams again. Melissa, who was still holding my hand lets go to talk to her, as we move down the hallway, the drugs take over my mind and I drift off to sleep.