.....that he wants

okay I do realize I'm updating a lot and that's cause I like doing this.....plus I gots no life. But mostly cause I'm at grammy's house out of town and this is keeping me sane so yeah. anywhat. words of wisdom for today: keep calm and ship stiam

Liam's P.O.V.

knock knock knock. I knock on the door to Scott's classroom he's in.

It opens and a teacher comes out. I don't really know the names of the teachers that aren't in my grade so I just go with sir.

"Do you need something?" the man says to me. I look in the room with my head still down and my face still pale.

I see Scott, Kira, Malia, and Stiles looking right at me.

"Uh...sir.the principal needs to see Scott and Stiles in the office," I say it softly so it's barely audible but the teacher nods.

He turns to Scott and Stiles. "Scott. Stiles. You're dismissed," they grab their stuff and rush out the door and the teacher closes it. As soon as it closes I yell out in pain. Scott pushes me back and looks at me.

"Liam what's wrong?" Stiles is looking at me warily.

I pull up my sleeve to show them my very pale arm with the veins still black and throbbing while the part where Seven pierced skin was turning a black purple blueish color and it he was bleeding black blood.

Stiles turns away in disgust. "Oh my god that's disgusting I- I can't I just can't I'm sorry," he turns completely away pacing the hall.

I roll my eyes. "Liam what happened?" Scott looks at the wound in fear.

My vision gets blurry again and my legs become weak. "I- There's a guy. In my class. Seven," I say barely. Stiles is still pacing stealing glances.

"Seven what?" Scott asks.

"That's his name," Stiles stops pacing and walks up and starts laughing.

"Seven? Oh man his parents must hate him," he keeps laughing.

I roll my eyes. "Have you heard your name?" I say back. Stiles stops laughing and glares at me.

"What is it?" Scott says still freaking out.

"I don't know but...," I pause and pull up my other sleeve to reveal it also pale and purple black blueish and the veins were just as black and just as bleeding. "....I think it's poison,"

At that I collapsed into Scott's arms and everything went black.

I half expected myself to see a bright light and the other half of my mind expected to here that heart beat machine.

But I didn't. Thank god.

Instead my eyes opened slightly to see seven heads staring at me in front of a table light.

"Is he okay?" a dark hair and big nosed figure said.

"He should be okay now. I injected him with an antidote that should leave him week for awhile but he'll heal soon enough," one of the voices with the bald head and moustache said. My eyes closed again.

"So he's not gonna die?" another sweet sounding voice said.

"I hope not,"

"What kind of poison was it?"

"I'm not sure Scott. Maybe he can answer that,"

"What if he can't?"

"Then I guess that's it," footsteps walk away.

"We need to wake him up,"

"And we do that how Derek?"

"Leave that to me," knuckles crack.

"Hurt him and you die Derek,"

"No offense but I'm pretty sure a human isn't gonna kill me,"

"Will you both shut up. I think he's waking up,"

My limbs start to move at my command again and I begin to fidget around and my eyes open completely.

I look up to see the once bright light to be covered by now six heads.

"Hey Liam. You okay?" Scott asks me.

I grunt. "I need a sandwich,"

Kira and Malia help me sit up and I flinch at the movement.

Scott, Stiles, Malia, Kira, Lydia, and Derek are all staring at me like I'm supposed to say something.

"What happened?" I ask them clutching my sore head.

"We were sort of hoping you could tell us that," Derek said. I looked at him confused and then Scott started talking.

"You said you saw a guy. Seven. Who is he?" I stare at floor. What happened came back to me.

"He's weird. He wears all black and has green eyes. Spiky black hair. Not particularly ugly I guess. Just a strange fashion. He walks like no one's there and he shows absolutely no emotion when he talks to you. And....he walked up to me at my locker. Saying that he needed something. And I could give it to him,"

"Do you think he meant turning?" Malia says to Scott. I answer for him.

"No. He had a strange smell to him. It was undeniably bad. But it definitely wasn't a normal smell," I said to Malia.

She nodded. "Well what is it that he wanted?" Lydia said.

I paused thinking about the whole thing. "Relief,"

"This is pointless. Wait no this is worse than pointless. This is totally stupid," I say to Scott.

"Protect the stupid with a stupid plan right?" Malia says. I growl at her.

"Well not necessarily," Stiles says and I gesture to him hinting that's exactly my point. Malia just rolls her eyes.

"Both idiots," Malia said.

"Yeah well you're dating this idiot so I wouldn't be so cocky," Stiles says and I get even grumpier at the fact that I hate the fact they're together still.

But I wouldn't call it jealously.

More like....when I don't like someone because they associate with someone I want to associate with...yeah.

"Guys how big of a deal is it?" Scott says.

"A very big deal!" Stiles and I say at the same time and look at each other curiously.

"No offense but I have a life and I'd rather not spend it watching Liam sleep and breathe," Stiles says and I look at him angrily.

"No offense," he adds again quickly. Scott rolls his eyes.

"Okay okay. How about I just stay with him instead," Scott says.

"Nah you're horrible at lying if you get caught skipping classes," Stiles points out.

"Fine. Then you do it," Scott says to Stiles. On the outside I'm groaning but in the inside I'm praying he does. Stiles goes wide eyed.

"What? No! Why?" Stiles says irritated.

"Because you miss class all the time and you're a master at lying," Malia points out.

"Why do I need protection anyway?" I said.

"Because he's obviously after you for something," Scott says.

At that moment a piercing scream runs through the halls and Scott, Malia, and I cover our ears.

Soon it stops and everyone in the hallway rushes over to the noise.

We rush outside to see a guy in one of my classes shaking violently on the ground. He looks pale and his veins are black along with that same bruised looking spot on his arm.

In other words he looked just like me when I was the victim.

But this case was different.

Not only was his chest bleeding heavily but there was a note on his stomach.

One guy walked up and picked it up. And as soon as he read it he looked at me. He help up the note and I finally saw what it said.

Written in blood.

All Liam had to do was give me what I wanted.

And everyone looked at me.

Hope dis is good enough. it would have been out sooner but I got extremely tired so yea and I got lazy. Hope it doesn't suck. yep. okay. peace my white bunnies. ;)