Right so, Stiles and Scott had dragged me out of my house at this time of night to look for a dead body. And by Stiles and Scott, I mean Stiles. He had apparently heard over his dad's radio that they were looking for a dead body. So naturally Stiles, being the genuis that he is thought it would be a good idea for us to go and look for it.
Somehow I had a feeling that this was going to end really, really badly for all of us involved.
"You're such a jackass Stilinski!" I yelled at Stiles as him, Scott, and I stalked through the woods. How he dragged me out of my house, well I'll never understand his power of perswassion into getting me to do things that end in us getting in trouble. "You're a jackass to McCall." I nudged Scott who was walking besides me. "You couldn't have stopped this idiot from dragging us into the woods..?"
I laughed to myself before looking over at Scott and noticing he was breathing heavy. "Hey, Scott? Scott?" I looked at him a bit worried, knowing how bad his asthma got sometimes. "You okay there buddy...?" I asked Scott before putting my hands on his back and shoulder, trying to help him out as we climbed up this little hill.
Scott just took out his inhaler, using it before shaking his head. "Ye-yeah.." Scott weezed out. He sure didn't look or sound fine at all.
I shook my head at him, knowing he was lying but also knew that he hated when anyone babied him. I chose to ignore his stubbornness before noticing Stiles giving us a weird look. "You feeling sick too Stilinski?" I looked at him weird, letting him know that i noticed the weird look he was giving Scott and I. Stiles chose to ignore my question as I rolled my eyes at him. "I am still having trouble understanding why on earth you dragged me out of my house to look for a dead body?"
"you're always the one bitching that nothing ever happens in this town." Stiles laughed before looking back at me, smiling slightly. "Besides it's not like you were doing anything important besides watching netflix. Let me guess, you just finished watching another season of pretty little liars...?" Stiles smirked over at me as I rolled my eyes at him.
He did always know me the best. It was like he could read my mind sometimes. "You do know me best Stilinski."
"better believe it Sandoval." Stiles laughed while I couldn't help but smile to myself.
As we were walking, that's when our little moment of silence, smiling at each other, was interupted by Scott coughing out loud. It was weird, I almost forgot what we were doing out there in the woods for a second.
"You know, I hate to ruin this disgusting moment between you two, i really do but I wanted to get some sleep before practice tomorrow." Scott said as he coughed a bit more, using his inhaler.
Stiles and I both looked at him weird before looking back at each other. I raised an eyebrow at him. "I never realized that keeping the bench warm for other players took such a high level of skill." I laughed at Scott while he playfully nudged my arm as I laughed, linking our arms together to keep myself steady as we continued walking through the woods.
When I looked up, I noticed this hint of disapproval in Stiles eyes as he eyed where mine and Scott's arms were linked together. I was about to say something until Scott interupted. "No, for your information. I need sleep because I'm playing this year." Scott smiled proudly. "In fact i'm making first line."
Stiles laugh echoed between the three of us as Scott glared at him slightly.
"Hey, that's the spirit." Stiles joked around. "Everyone should have a dream, even one as pathetic and unrealistic as that one."
I couldn't help but laugh along, making Scott glare at me slightly too. "Oh yeah? My dreams unrealistic? What about your dream of marrying Robin from Teen Titans? Hmmm." Scott laughed, reminding me of my unrealistic, and impossible childhood crush on Robin from the Teen Titans cartoon. Hey, back then I thought I could marry a cartoon character. At least I hoped I could.
"Hey, I was like seven okay? Give me a break." The three of us laughed at the memory. "I mean, I thought he was such a hottie for being a doodle."
"Yeah, i recall you having a fake wedding ceremony when we were kids in your backyard, making me be Robin, having Lydia be your maid of honor and Scott officiate the wedding." Stiles laughing while I let go of Scott, going over to Stiles and pushing him playfully. I couldn't help but laugh at that memory. It was a hilarious one. I remember wearing my big white t-shirt thinking that was a wedding dress. It was a fond memory that I often thought about whenever I was falling for someone. I remember the warm feeling in the pit of my stomach when I saw Stiles standing by Scott wearing a black shoe bowtie we had borrowed from my father's work closet.
I couldn't help but continue laughing. "I remember.." I laughed as I could feel my face turn red slightly. "I think Isaac walked me down the isle that me and Lydia made up of paper flowers." I continued laughing, remembering the embarassing memory some more. "I also remember Jackson being a little bit of a butt head and refusing to stay since he didn't have anything important to do, taking Lydia with him and chasing away Isaac." I laughed.
This time, I grabbed Stiles arm, leaning on him as I continued walking. I yawned slightly, starting to think that maybe going along with these two idiots was a bad idea. "Just out of curiosity..." Scott looked over at us as I lifted my head to look at him. "What half of the body are we looking for exactly?"
Huh. He presented a good point. We weren't even sure what half we were supposed to be on the look out for. Was it the top half? God, how i hoped it was the bottom half so i wouldn't have to see a face. Just thinking about it gives me the heebie jeebies.
"Ummm, not really sure." Stiles mumbled while I unlinked our arms and looked at him with a slightly annoyed face.
"Are you fucking kidding me Stilinski?" I shook my head at him, fixing the beanie on my head so it kept my ears warm. "What if whatever killed the body comes back and I don't know...Kills us?!" I exclaimed at him while pointing my flashlight at his face.
Stiles just shrugged his shoulders. "Umm didn't really think about that either."
Scott and I both exchanged a look before shaking our heads at our idiot best friend. "Glad to know..you thought this..through...with your usual...at-attention to detail.." Scott weezed as he took out his inhaler and rested his hands on his knees.
I stopped to make sure Scott was okay we both looked back up towards Stiles who continued walking. "Hey, I'll have you know...." Stiles started saying until suddenly he dropped to the floor, whispering, 'Oh crap!'.
Scott had grabbed me as we hid behind a tree, covering my mouth to keep me from making a noise. I was breathing heavy from the adraneline, tapping my flashlight out as I kept it close to my chest. I had my eyes shut, trying to stop myself from breathing heavy as I peaked my head out from behind the tree. Scott still having his arms wrapped around me as I looked over to Stiles who was on the ground.
"Now what genuis?" I whispered to Stiles who just rolled his eyes at me and Scott. Scott mumbled 'We are so dead', and I honestly can't blame him. Either of us would be grounded until we graduate college with master degrees if we were caught out here in the woods looking for a dead body. My dad would have me grounded and locked in a tower so fast and his mom would ground him too.
"Ma-maybe we can sneak around them...?" Stiles suggested.
"Are you mental Stiles?" I whispered at him, picking up a rock and tossing it at his back. He winced in slight pain as I gave him an annoyed look. "I'm thinking you've been sniffing way to much scented magic markers to think we won't get cau....-" I tried finishing my sentence until a flashlight was pointed at Stiles.
I went back to hiding behind the tree with Scott as we stood quiet. A cop had spotted Stiles as we stood still behind the trees, not wanting to make a noise and get caught too. I had my eyes closed as we heard a familiar voice.
"Hang on, hang on..." Sheriff Stilinski's voice was becoming more clear as I listened to foot steps getting closer. "This delinquent belongs to me." I kept my eyes closed as we heard one pair of footsteps becoming more and more distance, guessing the cop who spotted Stiles had walked off. "Stiles, what the hell are you doing here?" The sound of Sheriff Stilinski raising his voice at Stiles echoed all around us.
"Oh, uhh, hey dad. I was just taking a walk." Stiles had many talents, making me laugh so hard that milk came out of my nose one time in the sixth grade, being so kindly hearted yet dense that it always made my heart melt.. wait what? Besides the point, Stiles was good at many things but thinking on his feet, lying.. well it was not one of the talents he should brag about.
"Yeah, sure." From the sound in his dad's voice, Stiles dad wasn't believing anything his son was saying. I don't think he ever did since Stiles started talking and especially after that one time that he skipped school and dragged Scott and me with him to the Star Wars premier. "Where are your usual partners in crime? Scott and Sara?"
Sheriff Stilinski pointed his flashlight towards the tree as Scott covered my mouth with one of his hands and used his other to cover his own. We stood perfectly still, not even breathing behind the trees with our eyes closed shut, praying and hoping that we wouldn't be spotted.
Shit, shit, shit.
I was panicking right now.
"They didn't come." Stiles still tried his best to lie. "Scott wanted to get some sleep before lacrosse tryouts tomorrow and Sara was hanging out with Lydia, picking out clothes for school or something girly like that."
Stiles almost sounded believable but hopefully his dad believes him.
When I didn't hear anything besides a sigh from Sheriff Stilinski, I assumed we were in the clear. "I'm going to walk you to your jeep and you're going home, Stiles." I heard rustling as I closed my eyes even tighter, not thinking it was possible. "And if you're lying about your friends then they should get home too." The sheriff said louder as he pointed his flashlight to the trees one last time.
"They're not here dad." Stiles sighed and I heard their footsteps get more and more distant.
After a couple of more seconds, Scott removed his hand from my mouth and I felt myself finally breathing. I placed my hands on my knees as I tried catching my breath, not believing that we were actually stranded here in the woods at night.
ALONE.
"We got so lucky.." Scott sighed.
"Did we?" I looked over at him in disbelief. "Because it looks like to me that we're stranded out here with no ride and it's freaking freezing!" I was now officially panicking. I through my hands up in the air as I placed them behind my head, pacing back and forth, trying to keep calm. It was freaking freezing out here and I knew that my nose was already red like rudolph the red nose reindeer. "What? Now you decide to stay quiet?" I cursed as I turned to notice Scott hadn't commented anything in a while.
"Shh.." Scott shushed me as I gave him a weird look.
"Excuse me?"
"Just be quiet for a second." Scott asked me.
I scoffed at his face before shaking my head. "I'm not going to be quiet. I can't. How can I when we're stranded in the middle of the fucking forest with a psyco killer who rips people in two halves and it's freezing an....-" I continued to spiral as Scott shushed me another time.
"Just be quiet.." Scott whispered at me and when I noticed the concentrated look on his face, that's when I decided to stay quiet. "Do you hear that...?" Scott whispered to me.
"Wh-.." Was all I was able to say until I suddenly heard the noise too. It sounded like a million footsteps coming towards us. "Scott.." I whispered towards him as we turned around to see a bunch of deer running towards us like the scene from the lion king.
"Get down!" Scott yelled at me while he pushed me out of the way and we both went down. I swear I felt like simba during that scene in the lion king as I brought my hands to protect my neck as I went tumbling down a small hill. I groaned as I landed on my face in a pile of muddy leafs. I coughed as I heard the last of the deer run away and I tried getting up, feeling a bit sore after falling down that stupid hill. "Sara? Sara!" I heard Scott yelling for me as I slowly propped myself up on my elbows, getting ready to tell him that I was okay.
At least until I saw what was in front of me.
"Ahhhh!" I let out a bloody hurdling scream at the scene in front of me. "Ahhhh!" I kept on screaming as I backed away from the horrible scene in front of my eyes. I continued screaming and letting tears fall from my eyes as I backed away until my back hit the trunk of a tree. I brought my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as I tried to get the image out of my head.
"Sara? Sara!" I heard Scott yelling for me as I let the tears fall from my eyes. "Sara? Where the hell are you?" Scott yelled for me as I finally managed to calm myself down enough to yell for him.
"Down here." I yelled while I saw him come out running from the top of the hill, sliding down as he came over to check if I was okay. He asked me what I was screaming about as I just shook my head and pointed to the dead body in front of us.
"Oh my god.." Scott whispered as he wrapped his arms around me, helping me to my feet. "Come on, let's get the hell out of here.."
"Couldn't agree more..." I mumbled to myself as we were about to start walking when I was suddenly thrown on my back by an unseen force. I groaned in pain as I landed a couple of feet away. I literally was thrown into the air by something strong since it tossed me like I was a bag of chips. I sat up and noticed Scott on the floor too. "You okay?" I yelled towards him as he nodded his head, asking me if I was okay. "Yeah, yeah..I'm okay..What the hell was that...?" I began asking him when suddenly we heard something coming from all around us. "Sco...-"
Next thing I knew, some sort of animal had ran towards Scott and took a chunk out of his side. "Scott!" I screamed as Scott yelled out in pain. I looked all around me for something to hit the animal with and that's when I spotted a small but thick looking branch. I picked it up and ran towards them, attempting to hit it on the back but when I did, it seemed unfazed. I dropped the branch when it let go of Scott and faced me.
All I saw was a pair of eyes. A pair of red eyes...
before I was thrown back once again, this time landing next to the dead body once again. I screamed for the fourth time this night as I backed away from the body again. I scrambled to my feet before running towards Scott, slipping on the wet floor. I ignored the fact that I almost ate shit as I took off my scarf and placed it on Scott's bleeding side.
I was freaking out right now.
Scott was bleeding. I took Scott's hand, placing it where mine use to be to keep his wound from bleeding as I scrambled to get my phone out of my pocket. I looked down at my hands in shock, noticing that one of my best friend's blood was on my hands, literally. I reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone, trying to use the touch screen but it wasn't working.
"Come on, come on." I panicked but Scott's blood was on my hands and it wasn't allowing my touch screen to work. "Dammit." I cursed as I tossed my phone back in my pocket before touching Scott's pockets, trying to find his phone but that's when he stopped me. I jumped slightly as Scott placed his hand on top of mine, keeping me from looking for his phone. "Scott..." I whispered as my voice cracked from crying and basically going into a panic attack.
"I'm fine.." Scott coughed before slightly sitting up, with my help. "Let's just go home.."
"You are bleeding and I'm pretty sure I'm having a stroke. You're probably in shock but you want to go home instead of a hospital?" I yelled in disbelief at Scott right now.
"I don't want to go to the hospital..my mom will find out and kill me..." Scott groaned as I helped him stand up. "Let's go home.."
I shook my head, not understanding this boy for a minute. I thought about dragging him kicking and screaming to the hospital so they would be able to make sure that he was all right. But.... I knew that he would only object the whole entire time and insist that he wasn't attacked by an animal and would probably jump out the window of the hospital if I was to drag him there.
"You're an idiot...but fine..Come on, let's get you home.." I sighed in defeat, promising myself and making a mental note to check on him in the morning in person to make sure he didn't die in his sleep or anything. I would have to go into debt to pay for the mental treatment that and this night would bring me for who knows how long.
"You're bleeding..." Scott coughed as I looked down at my leg that had a huge cut on it, bleeding a little bit. "Are you okay?" He asked me again, concern in his voice.
"You just got attacked by an animal and you're worried about me?" I asked him in disbelief, whipping away my tears as we began stalking back off towards our houses. I shook my head while letting out a dry laugh. "We have got to work on your priorities."
"I'll be fine.."
"Don't you dare die on me McCall..or i swear I'll never forgive you." I cursed to him as we began walking. I looked back to where the dead body was, along with a pound of Scott's flesh before grabbing his arm, putting it around my shoulders as we started moving faster to get the hell out of these damned woods.