Save me

OKAY I'VE BEEN WATCHING THE ANIME DEATH NOTE AND I FINISHED AND I'M LIKE SO UPSET THAT I WANNA CRY AGAIN CAUSE KIRA/LIGHT AND L BOTH DIED AND RUDQE HAD TO KILL HIM AND I WAS PISSED AND SAD CAUSE N SOLVED THE CASE INSTEAD OF L AND HE AND LIGHT HAD THIS LIKE LAGIT CREEPY BUT EMOTIONAL SCENE BEFORE L DIED AND I THOUGHT THEY MIGHT MAKE OUT OR SOMETHING BUT LIGHT WAS TOO INSANE TO DO IT OH MY GAWD I'M GONNA CRY AGAIN!!!!! Anywhat...words of wisdom for today: You should watch death note.

Liam's P.O.V.

Wooooossshhhh.

The water starts in the bathtub and I kick off my shoes and socks and strip off my shirt.

I put a toe into the freezing water already feeling ankle deep.

And when I'm ankle deep I feel knee deep.

And when I'm knee deep I feel waist deep.

And when I'm waist deep I feel neck deep.

And when I'm neck deep I already feel like I'm drowning.

Once I'm in completely I already feel like I'm dead.

And sometimes I feel like I'd rather be than live a life like this.

I wish the world made sense. I wish the world was better than this. I wish I could fix it.

I put my head in completely and everything's silent. No work. No pain. No anything. Just me and my thoughts. Just me and my poison.

A hand pulls me up again and I hang my head low, already knowing who it was.

"Liam,"

"What,"

"Are you okay?"

"I wish someone would stop asking me that. Give me a break.....no one's okay,"

"Is that a no?"

"I guess,"

"Liam,"

"Stiles,"

"Please talk to me,"

"I am. We are,"

"Then I'm coming in with you,"

Suddenly Stiles takes off his shirt and gets into the bathtub too but I'm too depressed and broken to care.

Stiles shivers. "Why is it so cold?"

"I like it cold,"

"Why?"

"Because maybe one day.....I'll freeze all my pain away...or I'll die from hypothermia and my suffering will end,"

"You know.....Mason isn't your fault,"

"I let it happen,"

"You had no control,"

"You're wrong. I had everything and couldn't even figure out how horrible my friend was suffering. I should've known he'd never shower at night. I should've said something. I'm a monster,"

"No Liam. You're not,"

There was a long silence in the bathroom until I decided to tell him what was on my mind.

"A few minutes ago....Mason texted me....he sent....he sent me a picture of his face....his face....it was covered in blood. He was bleeding from his nose and his ear and his mouth and I even saw some blood in his eyes. All black blood. And you know what he said to me? Huh?.....he said 'am I dying Liam? Tell me the truth?'....and I didn't respond because I didn't know what to say....and any answer I said would've somehow made me dead inside," Stiles stared at me in shock and his heartbeat rose.

"You don't have to say anything," I said to him.

He nodded and sat there.

After we both had enough silence I got out of the tub and he got out too.

Stiles was drying his left arm off and his leg was dripping wet....and it was honestly bothering me.

"Um.....Stiles you're kind of leaking,"

"Oh crap this is so embarrassing," I thought Stiles would wipe off his leg but....instead he looked down at his pants....right where his.....oh crap! He didn't think I meant....oh wow.

"I....I meant your l-"

"Yeah of course I know. I knew!"

"But y-you looked at you-"

"Yes I looked at my dick happy!?"

"What?"

"What?" his cheeks go slightly pink when my phone rings.

I answer it quickly thinking it could be Mason calling.

"Hello!?"

"Liam!"

"Oh....Hi Scott,"

"What's wrong?"

"I...I thought you were someone else,"

"Mason?"

"Yeah,"

"Well if you're upset with that then when I tell you this you might just break down,"

"What!? What's wrong?!"

"It's Mason. Kira and I were watching him from outside his house and....."

"And what!?"

"Their taking him to the hospital,"

My eyes widen. "What? They can't take him there this is a supernatural thing it's out of their hands if they take him they'll figure something out,"

"I realize that! Just get here and fast!"

Scott hangs up on me and I stare unmoving until Stiles touches my shoulder.

"What'd he say?"

I lower my head and raise it again in determination.

"Let's go,"

Mason's P.O.V.

Darkness. All I feel is darkness.

Or maybe that's all I see. Every time I close my eyes I see him. I see Peter. Sometimes even when my eyes are open. And there's always a tear running down my face.

I agreed to go to the hospital with my mom, even though I figured this was something they couldn't fix. They can't fix me. I decided to face the facts....I would die.

And I'll make it as peaceful as possible. I want to die with the people I love. And only them.

I hear the doorknob of my hospital room door turn and I turn my head, which still aches from yesterday and today's bleeding, towards the door.

As it opens I see Brett walk in and stare at me pissed. I look at him.

"What are you doing here?"

He rushes toward me and grabs a chair and pulls it up beside my bed and just stares at me.

"I....I came to see you,"

"Oh uh......o-okay,"

My cheeks flush of color and he smirks slightly.

"What?"

"N-nothing,"

"Seriously what?"

"Nothing I just....didn't think you cared,"

He then does the unexpected and.....kisses me? Like....on the lips.

OF COURSE ON THE LIPS DUMBASS WHERE ELSE THE CHEEK WOULD BE WEIRD, THE NECK WOULD BE WAY TOO FAR, USE YOUR BRAIN SMART ONE!!!

My stomach feels like it might explode under the feelings deep inside of me and my eyes widen almost to the point of popping out of my head.

I don't kiss back, mostly out of shock and because of this he pushes harder into my lips and slides a hand down my shirt and my protective instincts kick in.

I pull away breathing slightly heavily and flushed. He stares at me lovingly and I swallow.

"Why'd you do that?" I half whisper still in shock.

He becomes serious again.

"So I could feel your lips at least once before they take you away,"

I'm in a trance as he talks to me when I snap out of something and Brett's talking to me but he acts as if nothing happened.

"W-what?"

He sighs and rolls his eyes annoyed. "I said get up and get changed so we can take you out of here,"

Was......was I imagining it? Aww man I really can't get any more pathetic can I?

"Who's 'we'?"

"Us," I look up to see Liam leaning against the door and Stiles next to him looking worried. He looks up at me then at Brett.

"And do me a favour....try to be a little nicer to my friend jackass," He said.

He rolls his eyes. "It's not like he matters much once he's dead,"

"Real nice Brett real nice," Stiles pipes in.

I was shocked....no not shocked....confused.

"Liam what are you doing here? How'd you even get in here.....you know what that's not even my first question,"

"I have my ways....my moments. But that's not the point right now. We need to get you out of here,"

He walks toward me and helps me get me out of the bed but I push him away telling him I was fine. Because I was....sort of.

"God I hate this stupid hospital gown thing," I mutter to myself.

Liam rolls his eyes at me. "Where are your clothes?"

"I don't know....I think the closet over there," I point to the closet beside me and Liam walks over and grabs my clothes tossing them to me.

"Five minutes. We'll be back,"

He walks out with Stiles and grabs Brett's shirt collar and drags him out too.

For me....I stand there shocked, not knowing really what to do. But I do know Liam is waiting for me. And the Liam I've been seeing lately is no joke....he's scarier than I've ever seen him before.

So in that case I get changed as fast as possible and once I'm changed into my regular clothes I look toward the window and see something.....something I've never seen before......

Liam's P.O.V.

I wasn't myself.....but I liked this me better. Stiles was all over me....Brett does what I say.....the only down side is that it almost seems like Mason is afraid of me....and I never wanted that.

But as I wait outside his hospital room the most treacherous sound I've ever heard fills the hallways and fills my ears.

Mason's scream.

Ever since we knew each other....whenever he screamed it set me off. Whenever he was in pain it set me off.

Whenever he seemed scared it set me off.

And the severity of this scream set me on overdrive....but that's the thing his scream was different.

It seemed to effect Brett too....i think it's more of a werewolf thing than a me and him thing.

But that scream......sounded almost as bad as Lydia's.

I stormed into the room with Brett and Stiles on my tail and we saw Mason staring at the window in shock and fear still screaming.

I rushed to him and tried to calm him down.

He soon stopped screaming and my ears were almost about to bleed if it had gone on any longer.

"Mason what's your deal?!" Brett says out of breath.

Mason just stares at the window and whispers.

"I saw him.....I saw Peter,"

Stiles and I share a look of shock and knowledge.

"Mason are you sure?" Stiles asks.

"Not at all....I just....I saw a face and then....I saw blood seeping through the walls oozing out and.....I saw me.....on the ground......and Peter was there......and he bit me.....and I was dying.....and slowly bleeding to death....and he was laughing.....HE WAS LAUGHING!"

Mason starts to get tears in his eye and shakes his head vigorously and Brett and Stiles hold his arms in support.

"We need to go now before anything worse happens,"

"It can't get worse,"

Mason.....my used to be friend......my companion.....and now.....you're broken.....and I can't fix you....but I can try to fix myself....

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

I slam Brett into the wall again and he pushes me off and punches me in the face.

"Whatever you say won't change how I treat him!" He throws me across the room and I get up and wipe the blood off my lip.

"He's my best friend and your a freaking werewolf! Your gonna hurt him one day!"

"What about you and Stiles!?  Huh?!"

"It's different!"

"How!"

"Because in my case there's not a chance that I have the urge to hurt someone I love because of some weird werewolf thing!"

"What about Mason?!"

"Shut up Brett!"

"You ever have an urge to hurt him!?"

"I SAID SHUT UP!!"

I didn't know what I did until I did it.

Before I could make sense of it my hand flew forward and without even getting close Brett flew back into the metal wall making a huge dent and falling to the ground in a puddle of blood and anguish.

My eyes widen and I'm breathing heavily and close my eyes with clenched fists.

Brett tries to get up but only gets his chest elevated by his elbows. He looks up at me growling.

"H-how'd you do that?"

I sigh. "I don't know. I was just messing around one day and accidentally cracked my mirror...I just want to know why this is happening to me,"

"Then why don't you go to the place of origin,"

"The what?"

"You know....where your powers came from,"

"But...."

"Who knows....maybe there you'll even find a cure for Mason....through your magic of course....or telekinesis or whatever you just fucking did to my fucking body,"

I stare at him for a while, eyes widened.

I'm so stupid! Why didn't I think of that!

"What?" He wipes his bleeding lip.

I smile happily. "Brett your a genius!"

"Uh....I was kidding,"

"Who cares it was brilliant....if I can ask around....this could work!"

I rush out of the room and into the main area with the pack awaiting me as Mason lays sleeping, and bleeding, on the examination table and the pack talks quietly around him but go silent when I walk out.

"We're going to Key West!"

Everyone freezes speechless and looks confused.

"Huh?" Stiles says finally. I roll my eyes.

"Key West! That's where whatever I am originated. If we can find the 2nd Jed there then maybe I'll be able to heal Mason and figure out who I really am!"

Everyone goes quiet again. I roll my eyes and groan.

"Don't you guys see? This is a case we need to solve and to find something...."

Stiles chimes in with me. "You have to go to the place of origin! Brilliant!"

Stiles rushed to the computer and started typing.

"What are you doing?"

"Booking tickets. We're going to Key West,"

Oh won't you....stay with me! Cause your.....all I need!

This ain't love it's clear to see!

But darlin.....stay with me!

Our song. The song Stiles and I sang together. That's our song now.

That's all I've ever wanted.

God I feel like I'm going insane! Why can't he just be mine!? He's all I've ever wanted but there's nothing I can do.

Yet there's everything....

I finish tying my shoes and creep into deaton's clinic when everyone was packing the trunks and back seats.

I looked at Mason sleeping soundlessly while slowly dying.

Where did I go wrong? It might be easier if asked myself where I didn't go wrong. I miss Mason.

Talking to him. Hanging out with him. Falling asleep on him. A few times I even thought I might like him.

But there's nothing that could brake our friendship.

Nothing at all. Not even death could. But that wouldn't happen. I just know it.

I grab his hand and clutch it like a life line.

"Mason.....I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I did this to you. I'm sorry I let this happen. It's all my fault. I should've been there to fight. I should've been there to help.....I should've been there for you,"

Tears stream down my face as I hear Stiles call me from the Jeep.

Admitting this to him was hard enough.....but letting go was the part that broke me.

Sorry it took me so long mates!!! BEIN STUPID I GUESS!!!! ^.^ anyway......I can't do push-ups....apparently.....pssshhh....bye WEAK BABIES!!! ;*