Survivor

E I g h t e e n

I took in a sharp breath, my hands slamming against the side of the surrounding walls as I turned onto my stomach and pulled myself to the end, letting myself fall out for the third time.

"Scott?" I looked around as I pulled myself up but this time I was alone. I took a few steps towards where he usually stood waiting "Scott?"

"Catch"

I spun around, lifting my hand towards the air, ready to stop the ball from flying towards me this time. But my heart sunk and I froze as I looked at the ground, small dots of blood beginning to pool as they dripped more and more and as I looked up in front of me I realised it wasn't a lacrosse ball floating in the air.

"Oh my god" I mumbled, reaching out and grabbing the handle of the tomahawk that dropped with blood as it floated before me, and bringing it down into my grip.

"Karley...why'd you do that?" I gasped, looking up before me and just a few feet away stood the one person I was always so afraid of hurting.

He gripped onto his shoulder, his hand sliding across his chest as it turned red. "Scott!" I choked on my words, staring at the blood on his hand then to his shirt and then to the blood that covered the weapon in my hand.

"Let me help you" A cold, leather glove rested on top of my shoulder before moving to the hand that held the tomahawk tightly. "Let me show you how" He began moving my hand go wave the weapon, striking the air multiple times as he demonstrated.

And after a few swings he let go, but my hand kept on moving. Up and down, side to side. It swiftly sliced the air and as my eyes moved away from the weapon to look at Scott, I took a few steps closer towards him.

My heart began to race and adrenaline shot through my veins as eventually the blade hit against the skin of the boy I loved.

My eyes flashed purple, and I licked my teeth as I used all my strength to lift the blade back up before violently throwing it back down to meet with Scott's body.

He choked in pain and I only smirked, taking in a breath of relief as his blood splattered my face and I let out a satisfying roar as I looked down at him.

***

Scott yelled as he shot up and took in a deep breath. He looked around at everyone as they looked down at him, Kira rubbed her hand over his head to calm him. "What happened did it work?" He took a moment before looking over at the side of him.

"Why isn't she awake? You guys knew she had to be up before me she couldn't be out any longer" He began to panic, sitting himself up as he looked between them all.

"Scott. We tried to wake her but, she wouldn't respond"

"What?"

Stiles ran in with Liam as he grabbed the edges of the door frame to slow himself down. He eyes met where everyone else was looking and he took in a sharp breath.

"No... what...why didn't she. She can't be dea... oh my god..." He clicked his fingers over and over, his body trembling as he finally allowed himself to stumble over to the table.

"No...no! She can't be gone she should've woke up. She can't be. she can't be!" He swallowed his head shaking over and over as Kira attempted to comfort him but all he wanted to do was yell, scream and cry in pain. His eyes watering as his body leaned closer, choking and holding back rivers of tears.

The room was silent. And as for me, everything was black. For a moment I felt a sense of relaxation I had never felt before in my life. A free feeling that was so comfortable I could lay like this forever.