Down to the River

Bad dreams

Stiles Pov:
I woke up in a sweat, my shirt clinging to my stomach, a scream caught in my throat. My dad rushed in and looked at me, a sigh was released as he comes over and pulled me in a hug.
" I'm okay dad... I promise just another dream" I croaked
" They're not just dreams, Stiles" he said concern
I nodded my head, knowing he was right. They weren't just dreams the were horrible memories of that night
My dad got up " i want to talk in the morning before you leave for school"
I nodded and he closed the door. I laid back down letting the darkness consume me once more as I fell asleep

The next morning I woke up the sun in my eyes. I yawned as i placed my feet on the ground. I went to my bathroom and looked in my mirror, dark circles under my eyes , pale face, skinny- er then normal. I looked away and washed my face, when I looked up again I saw him smiling at me. I went to scream but nothing came out. His hand was on my mouth.
"Where's Allison stiles....?".
He asked his dark face smirked as he took his hand away.
"You're not real " I whispered as I grabbed my head, tears falling down my face "You're gone".
" Sorry to disappoint, but I will always be with you Stiles ". His voiced cooed
I opened my eyes and he was gone. I looked at my mirror one last time before I smashed it. I walked out of the bathroom, blood dripping from my hand. I cleaned it up and wrapped it. I finished getting dress and went down stairs. Before my dad could say anything I was out the door and in my jeep driving to school.
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I walked into the school, my anxiety spiking as I saw Scott and Lydia waiting at my locker . I walked right past them. I felt someone grab my wrapped hand and anger flew through me. I spun around quickly, yanking my hand away and coming face to face with Lydia.
My face softened, as she backed away. She was scared of me. My face fell as I backed away from her . "I'm sorry I'm so sorry" I said
" it's ok " she said with a small smile
Scott came up by my side and put his hand on my shoulder. I smiled at him, and for the first time since the nogitsune I felt happy.