I Can't Breathe

                                    

                                          
(Stiles x Derek and Scott x Isaac)
                          
"We can't do that!" Jackson yells standing up from his seat and slamming his hands down abruptly on the table making Stiles jump. "That will take too long and we need to stop them now!"
                          
"But we can't just run in there head first!" Derek roars fleshing his red eyes at his angry beta. Jackson seems to flinch, but only for an instant before he is screaming back once again.
                          
"I agree with Jackson, they have killed way too many people for us to wait a month for Deaton to make whatever it is he's making," Erica demands standing up against Boyd's protests for her to just stay out of it.
                          
"But if we just run in more people will end up dying!" Allison responds loudly over the still arguing boys leading to their own fight. 
                          
"You guys know we don't purposefully kill others and that is what will most likely happen if we barge in there," Scott states trying to reason with everyone.
                          
"Shut it, Mr. True Alpha! What has it been, two months since you became one? And you already think you have control over us," Jackson growls at him receiving a growl in return. 
                          
As they all fight and scream at each other Stiles chest starts to hurt, he grips it to try and ease any pain that he could. His breathing starts to get faster when he stands to try and calm everyone down, "Come on Sourwolf, guys, you don't need to fight."
                          
"Shut up, Stiles!" Everyone screams at him before returning to their argument. Stiles starts to blink quickly to keep the black spots out of his vision as he steps away from the group. Isaac sees him and walks over to see if he's okay.
                          
"Stiles, are you alright?" Isaac asks putting his hand on Stiles shoulder in comfort. "You know they don't mean it, they're just really stressed."
                          
"I know, I just need some air," Stiles responds giving him a tight lipped smile as he walks out the back door of  Derek's house, heading in the direction of the forest. He clutches his chest with one hand and his head with his other as the world starts to spin. "Come on Stiles, why now? Nothing's happened, you're completely fine."
                          
Even Stiles could tell that his voice is breathy as he tries to suck more air into his lungs, but it's not working. Stiles reaches the forest and uses the trees as crutches to help him keep walking because once he's down he won't be getting back up. Stiles continues walking staring at his feet as he goes in and out of focus. When suddenly he puts his hand out and there are no more trees as he falls into an expansive field. He can't even remember if he'd been there before or not as he flips himself to lay on his back.
                          
He starts to hyperventilate since with the fall he lost the somewhat control he had had over his breathing. Eventually his throat seems to constrict not allowing air into his lungs as black spots fill his vision, he gets extremely light headed, and can't focus on his surroundings. He then desperately claws at his neck and chest silently begging to breathe. "Derek," Stiles gasps out, wishing it could reach him in some way or form, before everything goes black.
                          
Derek has this sudden small, almost nothing, feeling in his chest so he takes a step back to asses the situation. Allison and Erica are yelling at each other about something while Boyd just watched his girlfriend fight, not even worried. Lydia sits in her seat still, on her phone, and seeming extremely bored. Then there's Isaac who is trying to get his boyfriend away from Jackson as they seem to be getting even more physical. They push each other and growl, and are over all angry. They it hits him, where's Stiles? He was just here, when did he leave?
                          
"Where's Stiles ?" Derek ask abruptly to which no one pays him any mind so he decide to use his alpha voice. "WHERE'S STILES!?!"
                          
The room silences and everyone looks at him as if they were deers caught in headlights. "What do you mean? He's right..." Scott starts before trailing off as he points at Stiles's empty chair.