The Twin Gilbert

Chapter 25: The Motel

I then hear a handsaw start and look up to see Lydia, Allison and Stiles trying to get into a room. I leave Boyd and run up to help open the door. We walk in to see Ethan holding a handsaw to his stomach. Stiles tries to get the saw away from Ethan while Lydia unplugs the saw. Once the saw was out of the picture, Ethan starts to claw his guts out. "Ethan, stop it!" I yell and push him over, onto the heater. He starts to realize what happened as he stand up.

"What?? What the hell just happened?" He yells as he runs out the door. I stay in the room as everyone else runs after Ethan.

I look around and get a good look at the room. "Where were we?" I hear from the door. I back into the wall and try (unsuccessfully) to melt into the wall. "I remember now love. I was going to kill you." Klaus says with a smile. He grabs my neck and bits me. I close my eyes and scream.

I finally open my eyes after I feel his body move away, but I don't stop screaming. I look up and see that I am in the floor, in our room, looking at Allison. I stop screaming and realize the tears streaming down my face. Allison kneels down next to me and asks, "What happened? Are you ok?" I hear a noise and jerk back. I nod and Allison stands up and gives me her hand.

Before I take it, I look at the door and see the gym. I look closer and see Klaus and Tyler. "Wha-- Tyler?" I watch as Klaus breaks Tyler's neck. "TYLER!!!" I scream and kick out my legs. I run into the gym and run to Tyler. 

As I get closer I realize that someone is holding me from jumping off of the railing at the motel. I stop and turn around to see Stiles, Lydia and Allison looking at me.

"What's wrong?" Lydia asks.

"I-I don't know. I'm like, hallucinating..." I say as I look towards the railing. Allison then gently walks me back to the room and Stiles and Lydia watch. They leave me there and go to find the werewolves. They tell me not to leave under any circumstances so I stay on the bed.

All of a sudden, I black out.

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3RD PERSON POV

"There is no hope," Scott says, holding a flare while standing drenched in gasoline.

"What do you mean? There is always hope." Allison says, with tears in her eyes.

"Not for me, or Derek."

"Derek was not your fault."

"Every time I try to fight back, people get hurt." Scott says focused on the floor.

"This is not you, ok Scott there is someone in your head making you do this, "Stiles says, stepping forward.

"But what if it's not? What if it's ME! What if doing this, is the best thing to do ignored to keep everyone safe?" He starts to cry, "All of this started when I got bitten. Remember before that? You and me? Were were nothing! We weren't popular o-or good at lacrosse. We weren't important, we were no one. Maybe I should just be no one again. No one at all." Scott then moves the flare and prepares to drop it.

"Scott listen to me you are not no one, ok?" Stiles says with tears in his eyes, "You are someone. You are my best friend and I need you. Scott you are my brother! So, if you're gonna do this," He slowly steps into the puddle of gasoline, "You are just going to have to take me with you." Stiles carefully takes the flare out of Scott's hand and throws it to the side.

As they look at each other, a breeze moves the flare towards the puddle. "NO!" Lydia screams as she pushes them away from the fire.

Allison helps all of them up and hugs Scott. She suddenly realizes. "Izzy!"

They all run to the room to find Izzy standing in the middle of the room, with blood all up her arms and legs, and on her stomach. She was holding a tiny knife, and looking down. "It didn't work..." she mumbles over and over again.

"What are we gonna do?" Lydia whispers to Stiles, "We don't have anymore flares."

"WHY DIDN'T IT WORK??" She screams. She then looks like she is gaining her mind back for a second.

"Izzy?" Scott asks cautiously.

She moves the knife to in front of her. She then points it towards her stomach. "Izzy stop!"

"NO! My life is nothing!" She screams looking at the others. "I have to live with the fact that my sister, my best friend, called my parents one night, and in the process got them killed. I have to live with the fact that both my sister and my aunt died. I am left alone in this world! Jenna is dead, and Elena never talks to me in fear of Klaus. I have to live with the fact that my blood is needed in order for super hybrid Klaus to make his minions." She starts to shake. "Now I have the chance to make sure Klaus never gets what he wants. And to do what I have wanted to do for a very long time, but never did." Scott tackles her and gets the knife away before she could plunge it into her torso. She starts to scream and kick.

Isaac hears the screaming and runs to find Scott on top of Izzy. He runs over and punches her in the face.

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IZZY'S POV

I wake up and see Isaac looking at me, along with Scott, Lydia, Allison and Stiles. I look at my shirt and gasp.

"What did I do?"

"You cut almost every piece of open skin." Allison answers.

"Why?"

"There is something wrong with the motel. Every supernatural creature wanted to commit suicide tonight: You, Ethan, Isaac, Scott, and Boyd."

"There is one piece of the puzzle we are missing," Stiles starts.

"You have scars, from the past that match the ones you just made." Scott says.

I inch back, "Don't make me talk about it..."

"Izzy, what the hell?" Stiles starts, "Why do you want to be dead? Everyone cares about you!" I stay quiet as Scott goes over to Stiles to calm him down.

"If the motel was doing this to us," I say, changing the subject, "We should probably sleep on the bus."

We all walk out and I sit in the very far back and try to fall asleep. I finally fall asleep at around 6 am.

I am told that I slept through Coach's yelling. Haha!

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