New Girl // Stiles Stilinski [1]

Chapter 31: Memories?

"Ah dang it, my Aunt is home. She's gonna be pissed when she see's that I'm home early." I say to Allison as she pulls up my driveway.

"Just tell her you had a free period and if she doesn't believe you, do that mind control thing." I sighed and opened the door.

"I'm not exactly sure how to do it. I wasn't myself last time so I don't know if it will be any different."

"Well, then, just be really convincing." I give her a smile before closing the door and going up to my front porch.

I pull my keys out of my bag and unlock the door. "Lena?!" I call through out the house.

"Brianna? Is that you?" I turn around and watch her come down the stairs. "What are you doing home? You should be at school, are you sick?" She asks, placing the back of her hand on my head.

"No, I have a free period my last class so I just decided to come home. I'll be in the basement." I placed my bag against the stairs before going downstairs.

I flicked on the light and my face turned confused when I saw that all my mothers work was gone. "Lena, what happened to everything down here?" I called out.

I heard footsteps come down the stairs slowly. "Oh I put it in a storage locker. You don't need to be filling your brain with that Twilight nonsense." My face began to boil as I turned around to her.

"I-I need it for school! I'm doing this project-"

"You'll just have to do it on something else then!" She raised her voice at me.

I could feel my anger take control of me as I ran towards her, pushing her against the stone cold wall. "Where is it!?" I compelled, even though I didn't know I was.

"It's in the storage cell place in uptown Beacon Hills." She said under a trance.

"Go get all the stuff and bring it back, forget you ever moved it there and forget that I was here." I then let her go and ran out of the house, grabbing my stuff in the process.

I don't know where I was going. I just let my feet take me. I lost control again, but it wasn't because I needed blood, it was because I was angry. My anger took control of my this time and I manipulated Lena. I could have just asked her where the storage locker was, but instead I compelled her.

My feet stopped and my eyes wandered my surroundings. I'm in the woods, but that's not the weird part.

I'm standing in front of an old burned down house. I don't know how I got here, or why I'm here. I just felt this pull on my body.

All of this looks so familiar but I don't think iv'e ever seen any of this in my life.

I pushed the front door open and the second my foot stepped in, I felt this horrible pain in my head and throughout my whole body.

I fell to my knees screaming. I could see something flash in my back of my mind, almost like it was a memory, but it was to blurry and I couldn't make anything out.

The memory faded and the pain stopped. I stood up slowly, wiping away sweat from my forehead, looking around at the house. Why do I know this place?

***

"Brianna," A voice whispered. I turned around to face the voice.

"M-mom?" I choked out.

"Yes it's me baby girl," She smiled sweetly at me, placing her hand on my cheek.

"H-how are you here?"

"No time you explain. Baby, you have to leave Beacon Hills." She rushed out.

"What? Why?"

She took a step back, holding onto my hands. "Something terrible is coming. You must not let it in." I looked at her confused.

"What? Let what in?"

"I've said too m--" Blood then squirted out of her mouth. I screamed as she fell to the floor.

"Mom! Mom no! Not again!" I cried out, hugging her lifeless body. The figure standing over me was a pure nightmare. His whole body was covered in gauze and his teeth were metallic and razor sharp.

"Who are you?! What do you want?" I cried out.

"I want you to turn it off, and let me in." He started walking closer to me.

I had to scream myself awake again. Nightmares after nightmares. I don't know how much I can take of this.

I probably get about three hours of sleep every night now, four if I'm lucky.

My Aunt opened my door and stuck her head in. "I-i'm okay, sorry for waking you up again." I didn't even look at her, I just wiped my tears away.

"You might want to get some headphones," I say trying to joke.

"Brianna," she started, walking over to me and sitting on the edge of my bed. "I'm not saying this because I think you're crazy, I'm saying this because I'm concerned for you and I love you; but, I think you need to get some help."

I didn't even try arguing. "I think you're right." I whisper.

"Now I've already looked into finding you a psychiatrist, and I met this really nice lady-"

"I think I have a better idea."

***

"Never seen a key before?" I joke, approaching Stiles as he stood at his locker, inspecting a key.

"Ha ha, very funny." He said sarcastically, turning to face me.

His eyes widen. "Hey you okay? You don't look to good." He places his hand on my cheek, inspecting me.

"What? Oh yeah I'm fine, just haven't been able to be getting sleep lately." He nods and removes his hand, coughing awkwardly. I look behind him, seeing Scott walk in.

Stiles turns towards where I was looking and waves at Scott. He wasn't looking at us though, he was looking at something behind us.

Stiles and I look back and see Kira walk away. Scott begins to chase after her but Stiles grabs a hold of him. "No, no, no," he said. "Stop,"

"What? I need to talk to her," said Scott.

"Don't you remember that someone left a coded message telling Barrow to kill her?" Stiles asks.

"Which is why I need to talk to her,"

Apparently while I was running around the woods last night someone tried to kill Kira and something with electricity happened. I couldn't really get everything Stiles was rambling on about through the phone.

"Scott, no way," said Stiles. "Until we figure out if she's just another psychotic monster that's gonna start murdering everybody, I vote against any and all interaction." Stiles' words hit me hard. Is that what they think of me? A psychotic murdering monster?

I could feel my heart ache. I turned away from both of them.

"But what if she's like me?" Scott asked.

"That girl walked through 1.20 gigawatts of electricity, she's not like you."

***

I opened the front door to my house and walked in. Lena was at work so I was here by myself for the time.

My phone buzzed and I pulled it out to check the message.

BLACK LIGHT PARTY STILL ON!! 2715 BEACON WAY -DANNY P.S. HAPPY HALLOWEEN (FORWARD TO EVERYONE)

Don't know how Danny got my number, but hey, a party sounds really good right now.

Sorry it's short but next chapter is really long so I hope you enjoyed this one :) -Kiley