"Stiles? What's wrong? Where are you? Did something happen to Scott? What happened to you?"
"I-I don't know... I don't know where I am, or--or how I got here." He takes in a sharp breath, "I-I--I think I was sleepwalking."
"Tell me what you see. Any marks or, people you know?"
"It's too dark, I can't-I can't see." He takes in another breath. 'There's something-something wrong with my--" The line goes out.
"Stiles? STILES!" I scream into the phone. I put the phone down and look around. I call him again but get his voicemail. "Come on!" I say calling him again, with the same response; voicemail. He then calls me, "Stiles, what happened?"
"I-I can't move, I can't get out!!"
"Where are you?"
"I can't see, it's to dark! Something is wrong with my leg, it's stuck on something and I think it's bleeding."
"How bad? Stiles how much pain are you in, tell me what's happening! Stiles! Can you hear me?"
"There's a smell down here. Something terrible." He says crying.
"I have to call Scott or your dad--"
"NO!"
"What do you mean no? You are hurt and-and-and..."
"Please, no. Promise me you won't call him! He already worries enough."
"But what if I can't find you! I can't make that promise."
"Please, please don't call my dad, please."
"But--"
"He doesn't have to know, you can find me, I believe in you."
"Stiles--"
"I gotta go, I have to turn the phone off."
"What, no! Stiles!"
"I'll call you right back."
"STILES!!" BEEEEEEEEP I start breathing heavily and scream,"STILES!" as if he can hear me. I get another call.
"Stiles, give me a clue, where are you?"
"Did you call my dad?"
"No--"
"I'm in some sort of basement."
"Like in a house?"
"No, more industrial." He sniffles and I listen over the phone. I hear the wind, not air conditioning, or heat. "I think there is a furnace, but it's freezing."
"Ok Stiles, listen--"
"I have to turn the phone off now, it's going to die."
"No, Stiles, what else?" I ask listening. I hear wind and leaves rustling.
"It's going to die..." He whispers.
"Why are you whispering?" I ask.
"I don't think I'm alone...." And he hangs up. I didn't hear a heartbeat, why would he think someone else is there?
I start to run through the woods until I hear Melissa talking with someone.
"The real question is how do we know he's not still asleep?" Agent McCall asks.
I zone out and think about what he said. What if he is still asleep? I keep running through the woods when I smell a familiar smell, "STILES!" I scream. I keep running towards the scent and almost fall into a hole. I look down and gasp. I take out my phone and call Melissa.
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The Twin Gilbert
FanfictionNOTE: THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC AND IT'S REALLY SUCKY!! The grammar is bad as well as the plot, so please forgive me. The Gilbert family was happy until the accident. After the death of her parents, Isabella Gilbert was devastated, more so then her id...
Chapter 40: Nogitsune Stiles
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