He can hear the splintering of the door, hear the low rumble of a growl even over the sounds of his inept struggling as the two alphas split and circle around him, clearly meaning to ambush Derek. He can't see anything, facing away from the door like he is, and that kills him almost worse than watching. He doesn't know if one of them is coming for him, he won't be able to see anything coming and practically his entire body is prickling and itching with anticipation and panic.
He has to stop. He has to think. He knows from experience that Derek can smell his emotions, and if Alison or Isaac called him to tell him about what happened chances are he's already freaking. He has to calm down or his panic and pain might get Derek killed. Taking a few deep breaths through his mouth (he's pretty sure his nose might be broken, that's gonna be fun to deal with later if he isn't dead), Stiles tries his damnedest to still his racing heart. Derek is here. Derek needs his help too, even if he's coming to rescue Stiles' dumb ass, and using all his strength Stiles rocks his chair to the side, trying to get out of view of the stairwell. If Derek can't see him right away, maybe he'll slow down and think before running into the trap. He hopes. Really, he just wants everyone to make it out alive for once, and without too many more scars. They all already have more than they need.
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Date: 2014-08-25 08:37 pm (UTC)He has to stop. He has to think. He knows from experience that Derek can smell his emotions, and if Alison or Isaac called him to tell him about what happened chances are he's already freaking. He has to calm down or his panic and pain might get Derek killed. Taking a few deep breaths through his mouth (he's pretty sure his nose might be broken, that's gonna be fun to deal with later if he isn't dead), Stiles tries his damnedest to still his racing heart. Derek is here. Derek needs his help too, even if he's coming to rescue Stiles' dumb ass, and using all his strength Stiles rocks his chair to the side, trying to get out of view of the stairwell. If Derek can't see him right away, maybe he'll slow down and think before running into the trap. He hopes. Really, he just wants everyone to make it out alive for once, and without too many more scars. They all already have more than they need.