12. Code Breaker

                                    

                                          
Beacon Hills Highschool, on the lacrosse field
You hide yourself behind the bleachers, healing and waiting for someone to find Lydia. 
"Come on, Lydia, stay with me, come on" Jackson crouched down beside her with his hand to her cold cheek as he tried to wake her up. 
"Help me ! Somebody help ? Help me ? Get help, please !"  Jackson gestured for the student to go find someone. 
"Jackson - What happened ? You rushed to his side, taking off your jackets, using them to lay Lydia's head on. 
"I don't know ! I found her like this" He's not entirely convinced. 
"Okay. You go and get help. I'll carry her to the school. Someone will be bound to see one of us, if not both" You suggested. 
Jackson rushed off towards the front of the school, you took Lydia's hand, taking another dose of her pain. 
"Squeeze me hand" You picked Lydia up bridal style as her arm wrapped around your neck. 
You carry her around to the front of the school, calling out for help in hopes of getting someone's attention. 
"Call an ambulance" You laid Lydia onto the ground, ensuring you supported her head. 
The guy fumbles with his phone, putting it to his ear and dialling 911. 
Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital 
Your sat alone in the waiting room, your leg impatiently bouncing up and down. 
"Hey. Is there anyone that we could call for her ? Family ? Relatives ? Parents ?" The nurse sits in the empty seat beside you. 
"Her mum, Miss Martin. I'll call her" You stood and walked off down the hallway. 
"Y/N, what's going on ? Where's Lydia ?" She picks up the phone after the second ring. 
"She's with me at the hospital ... I'm fine. Lydia's in there with the doctors and the nurses" You informed her. 
"What happened to her ? Actually, no, it doesn't matter. I'm on my way" She ends the call. 
"Miss Hale, can I ask you some questions about what happened tonight ?" Sheriff Stilinski taps your shoulder to gain your attention. 
"Yeah, I'll do whatever I can to help" You followed him through the hallways. 
"Where's she ?" Jackson rushed inside of the hospital almost bumping straight in to Stilinski. 
"Hey. Hey ! What the hell happened to that girl ?" The Sheriff prevents Jackson from being able to get past. 
"I - I don't know. I went out looking for her --" Jackson stammered a response. 
"What, you just happened to wonder into the middle of that field and found her lying there like that ? Don't lie to me son" Sheriff's face is merely inches away Jackson's. 
"No, I --" He looked at your for help. 
"He's telling the truth, Sheriff Stilinski. I heard him shouting for help" You stood in between the two of them. 
"Hey ! What happened to her ??" Sheriff grabbed his shoulder, refusing to let go. 
"This isn't my fault !" Jackson pushed his hand off. 
You glanced at him, knowing that he can deal with this by himself. 
You opened the door to Lydia's hospital room, closing it behind you. 
Her parents hadn't arrived, so you're the only person inside the room, the door is being guarded by an armed officer. 
You took her hand, clutching onto it and taking another small dose of her pain.