And We Were Flames.

Emily had been at Beacon Hills High for almost 3 weeks now, she finally started to enjoy herself. She was so thankful that she made friends with Lydia and Allison, because that meant she got to talk to Stiles and Scott but most importantly Isaac.
“Hey what's your number?” They all asked Emily this question, she couldn't tell them the truth about why she couldn't have a phone so she had to make up a lie about how she broke it before she moved and is saving up for a new one. Luckily everyone bought this lie, which only made Emily feel worse.
She hated liars.

In the last few days she had learnt that Allison used to go out with Scott, Emily could tell they still had chemistry whenever they talked. She longed for Isaac to look at her the way Scott looked at Allison. Like he would protect her from anyone and anything.
Even though she was pretty close with them now, She couldn't help but feel as if they were hiding something from her.
Emily decided not to dwell on these thoughts but it would always be at the back of her mind.

Today was the day of the cross country away match, Scott, Stiles and Isaac were all going. The thought of spending a few hours on a bus with Isaac made Emily excited. They grew closer and closer each day. She cherished the moments she spent with him.
Although, Those moments would always be used to make fun of her by Allison and Lydia.
‘You like him!’
‘You are totally into him’
these were the words that Emily heard all the time from Lydia and Allison after talking to Isaac.

Her father was a bit reluctant about letting her go to the meet but after hours of asking she finally managed to convince him to let her go.
“Please dad? I’m really enjoying Cross Country. Some of my friends do it, They’ll be there with me. I won’t have another attack. I promise i’ll be fine. The place will be crawling with people, teachers even paramedics. Please dad you’ve already signed the forms saying I can go so coach is expecting me there”
her father sighed.
“Pumpkin, you understand why i’m afraid to let you go on your own don’t you? I can’t be there because of work and none of your friends know the story, unless you've told them?”
Emily shook her head
“No I haven't told them, they don’t need to know anything about New York”

Emily got on the bus, Stiles and Scott were sat at the back.
Ethan and Danny a few rows down and Isaac and Boyd next to them.
‘Great’ She was annoyed that Boyd got to sit by him. She only wanted to talk to him, just a conversation. She needed to. It was like a disease.
“I like your shirt” Emily forgot about her thoughts and looked at Isaac.
She looked down at her black tank top with a wolf on.
“Thanks”He smiled at her.
Emily adored his smile, it was contagious. Whenever she saw his smile she couldn't help but smile back.

Since sitting by Isaac was a no go, she walked to the back of the bus and sat in the empty space in front of Scott and Stiles.
“Scott are you ok?”
Scott looked awful, almost like he was dying.
What Emily didn't know was, last night Scott, Isaac and Boyd were fighting the alpha pack.

The bus ride was incredibly boring, no one talked to her the whole ride. Scott and Stiles talked quietly among themselves. Emily tried her hardest to start a conversation but they seemed to not be interested.
Most of the ride she had her earphones in listening to her music.
"Hey stiles, can I use your phone?"
Stiles got his phone out of his pocket and handed it to her.

New message
To - Isaac
Hey there stranger. Guess who managed to get Stiles' phone and is going to run up his phone bill!

Send.

Emily watched Isaac looked at his phone.

From - Isaac
Humm, I don't know. Give me a clue?

Emily couldn't help but smile. He obviously wanted to talk to her otherwise he wouldn't of played along.

To - Isaac
Hummm let me see.
She's female.
Pretty good swimmer and runner.
Erm, her name begins with an E for evil.

Send.

From - Isaac
Sorry don't know anyone like that. The only people I hang out with are awesome people. You don't sound awesome.

"Excuse me but can I have my phone back now, I don't want sloppy lovey dovey messages from Isaac on my phone thank you very much" Stiles fought to get his phone back but Emily was just too strong for him.

To - Isaac
Shut up I'm the best person you know.
Uh oh I've been rumbled, gotta go.

The bus ride was hell for Scott, every bump or any sort of movement made his body feel like it was on fire.
“Oh buddy you ok?” Stiles gave him a worried look.
Scott sighed
“We shouldn't of come, I knew it we shouldn't of come!”
“We had to, there’s safety in numbers”
‘Safety’ Emily thought, safety from what?
“Yeah well there’s also death in numbers, it’s called a massacre”

As she turned around to give his phone back something caught her eye on Scotts shirt.
Was that .. blood?
"Scott you're bleeding" she kept her voice down so nobody else would hear.
Stiles lifted up Scotts shirt, 3 very deep cuts were visible on Scotts skin.
"Stiles he needs a doctor, like right now! we have to tell Coach, he can’t run like this"
She got up to tell Coach.
Scott grabbed Emily’s arm.
“I’m fine”

The bus suddenly came to a stop because of a traffic Jam.
‘Great we’re gonna be here for hours’ Emily thought.
Scott suddenly got up in a rush
“Whoah, Scott where you going?”
“Boyd, he’s going to do something?”
Emily looked at Boyd. He looked fine to her.
“Ok, what, how do you know?”
Scott walked down the aisle of the bus to the seat next to Boyd, Emily couldn't see much of what was going on but she had a bizarre feeling about today. ‘Scott couldn't of just gotten then wounds from his bike could he? his mother worked at the hospital, if she saw him like that, and surely she must know about them. He should be in hospital, he needs medical help’ Emily thought. She was so confused as to why Scott was so reluctant to have help, he was clearly in pain.

Emily looked around the bus. Coach was talking to a kid called Jared at the front who got really bad travel sickness. But one thing that did catch her eye was Ethan.
Ethan kept looking at his phone as if he was awaiting a message.
“Hey Stiles, what do you think Ethan is waiting for?”
Stiles looked over at Ethan while scott limped back to his seat, Obviously in pain
“We've got another problem on our hands” Stiles moved for Scott could get back to his seat.
“Ethan keeps checking his phone every 5 minutes like he’s waiting for something y’know? Like a message or a signal or some kind. Something evil though I can tell I have a very perceptive eye for evil, you know that.”

‘What the fuck is going on today!’ Emilys confusion grew by the minute.
she decided that maybe she wasn't supposed to be in this conversation and went back to listening to her music.
Coach gave them all an inspirational speech about not giving up, despite the traffic jam.
Stiles raised his hand.
“Stilinski put your hand down” Emily paused the sweet sound of Sleeping With Sirens. Coach and Stiles moments were alway hilarious.
“You know there’s like a food exit about half a mile up. I don’t know if we stop and then maybe traffic-”
Coach cut him off
“We’re not gonna stop”
“Ok but if we stop-”
“STILINSKI!” Emily laughed at how angry the both made each other

“Stiles we need to get him off this bus now!” Emily looked at Scott, he was looking worse than he did a second ago.
“I know”
Emily looked at Scotts shirt. Blood had stained the area where the wound was.
“Did you call Deaton?”
“I keep getting his voice mail”
Emily suddenly got an idea.
Earlier while looking out the back window she noticed Allison in her car with Lydia following the bus.
“Why don’t you call Lydia?”
“What?” Stiles looked at Emily.
“That’s Allisons car right?”
Scott and Stiles turned to see where Emily was pointing.

Stiles immediately rang Lydias mobile.
“I know you guys are right behind us. Put me on speaker.”
silence
“Ok look, Scotts still hurt”
silence
“No he’s not healing,” I think it’s getting worse the bloods turning like a black colour”.
Healing? How could he possibly heal from something like that without the help of medicine?
“What's wrong with him? I don’t- do I have a PhD in Lycanthropy? how am i supposed to know that?”
silence
“Yeah I've been trying”
“Reason, have you met this guy?”
She tried her best to listen to the conversation but it was difficult to make out what Lydia was saying.

Emily was starting to get worried? Scott was in serious danger, Boyd acting strange and and Ethan checking his phone all the time .. she began to feel left out, as if something big and important was being kept from her.
“Is somebody going to tell me what the hell’s going on!”
Scott and Stiles looked at each other then back at Emily.
“Thats a no then” Emily turned around and proceeded listening to her music.
Stiles tried his hardest to get coach to stop the bus, but coach is not a sympathetic man and refused every plea from Stiles.
'I can't just sit here and not do anything' Emily thought.
"Stiles, I have an idea"
She walked over to Jared, who was incredibly pale. Emily didn't even know a person could go so pale without being dead.
“Hey Jared, How you doing?”
Emily placed a devilish grin on her face as Jared became even more pale. She started talking about how bumpy the road was going to get, how there could be sharp turns and they’d all be bouncing around the bus. With all this talk about movement Jared couldn't keep it in any longer.
Emily slowly backed away in her seat until she was almost standing next to Stiles in the aisle. Jared leaned forward and vomited everywhere.
“Uh, Coach, we've got a problem.” Scott shouted from the back of the bus. Coach told the bus driver to pull over to clean the bus.
Allison and Lydia got out of Allisons car and quickly walked over to help Stiles carry Scott. They walked into the bathroom.
“Guys he needs a doctor, Allison, wait Allison you can’t stitch him up” Allison heated up a needle.
“Will someone go get Scott new clothes? and get her out of here!”
Lydia and Stiles pulled Emily with them as they left
“Guys, why am I the only one panicking here! Scotts dying!”
Lydia and Stiles pushed Emily aside and told Isaac to watch her.
“Guys!” They ran away with Scotts bag.
Emily could feel the world spinning and her heart rate increasing. Her dad was worried about her having a panic attack while she was away and he was right.
Scott was going to die and it was all their fault. She said he needed a doctor, and they wouldn't listen.
“Emily, Emily look at me”
Isaac rushed to stand in front of Emily, he knew what this felt like, he just didn't know what to do when it was someone else.
“Emily, breathe” He grabbed her hand. She could feel herself calming down. She felt safe when she was with Isaac and she was thankful for him being there.
“Scotts going to die isn't he?”
Isaac could see the tears building up in her eyes.
he shook his head “No, he’ll be fine trust me”
"Alright, Back on the bus!" Coach called out to
Emily walked over to go help Allison, Stiles and Lydia carry Scott out.
She held her breath as she walked into the mens room.
scott was dead
he was dead
he had to be
dead
dead
dead
dead
Emily jumped as she saw Scott walking as if nothing had ever happened, he was still in a bit of pain but nowhere near as bad as he previously was.
As they supported Scotts body while walking out of the mens room they saw 2 people fighting on the ground, not even coach could break these two apart.
As they got closer Emily realised it was Isaac and Ethan who were fighting.
Emily let go of Scotts bag which contained his old ripped up bloody shirt and ran over to the crowd of spectators of the fight.
She called his name in a desperate plea to make him stop, she didn't know what was going on, first Scott making a very quick recovery from nearly being dead and now Isaac beating the crap out of Ethan.
“Isaac!” Scotts voice roared.
Isaac looked up at Scott and let go of Ethan, everyone had their eyes on Scott now.
Isaac let of of Ethan and walked away.
Emily quickly got on the bus and sat at the very back, away from her so called friends who were clearly keeping a very, very, very big secret from her.
And she was determined to find out what that secret was.