--until a passerby stopped and dialled 9-1-1. The ambulance rushed out to the scene and managed to drag the lifeless -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--teen out of the Jeep before it exploded. They pulled him onto a gurney and they rushed him to the hospital. On the -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--way, the sheriff had been informed of the crash and he had left work to come visit Stiles in the hospital. When he -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--got there, his head was stitched up and he had a brain scan. Something had gone wrong. He was diagnosed as deaf. The -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--sheriff went on an anger rage, yelling at the doctors with the words "This can't be true!" After that, he calmed -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--down and remained beside Stiles' bed for the night until Stiles woke up in the morning, glancing around the silent -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--room and trying to figure out where he was.]] [@PoisonedDevour]

[[A few minutes before, Stiles had realised his dad had already gone. He stared up at the ceiling before glancing -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--around. It was quiet in the room, it was lonely. He brought the sheets to his chin and blinked slowly until he -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--caught a glimpse of @PoisonedDevour's muscular figure walk into his room. Derek. He was so grateful he was here. He looked up at him --

--before speaking]] Derek..[[He mumbled but he couldn't hear anything. He covered his mouth before covering his ears -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--and shaking his head quickly before squinting his eyes]] What's wrong with me?! I can't hear anything! Anyone?! [@PoisonedDevour]

[[Stiles slowly opened his eyes and read the words that @PoisonedDevour had typed and he shook his head, a few tears rolling out of his --

--mocha optics as he whispered the words 'no' over again. He refused to believe it but no matter how loud he spoke, he -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--couldn't hear himself and he placed his hands over his face, crying heavily and shaking his head]] This isn't fair..[@PoisonedDevour]

[[Stiles looked up at @PoisonedDevour and shook his head at him, whispering]] I-Is this a d-dream?..I want t-to go home..[[He frowned as --

--he looked down at the tubes and wires in his arms. He grabbed the tubes and wires and yanked them out, wincing and -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--rubbing his arms. He closed his eyes and let a few more tears roll out of his eyes. He just wanted to wake up, he -- [@PoisonedDevour]

--wanted to go home and forget about everything]] [@PoisonedDevour]