Chapter 5
Stiles was in complete awe, the house or rather his home was ridiculous. A massive entryway with several stain glass arches leading into the sounding rooms, deep rose wood colord walls with some modern retro art work dotted around and a carpet staircase leading to the next floor.
Rachael placed her arms around stiles shoulders making him flinch.
Rachael : “Come on sweetie lets get you settled upstairs.”
Stiles : “Year sure okay, mom.”
Rachael leads stiles up the stairs and towards what he assumed was his bedroom. the upstairs wasn’t much different to the downstairs, however there were tuns of framed pictures all over the place on the walls, shelves and cabinets, all of which showed different occasions of stiles and these people his parents throughout his life. this couldn’t be possible. His head started pounding he could barley stand, his hands began shaking and the room began to blur.
Rachael : “Thomas, Tom sweetie whats wrong?”
Stiles : “I can’t… I can’t breath.. I.”
stiles legs gave out and he fell to the floor the last thing he sees is rachael looking down on him in panic and Elijah running towards them. everything after goes blank.
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Stiles stood leaning against his jeep in the high school parking lot, phone in one hand, Keys in the other. The sun is covered by a thick layer of cloud and the air is getting rather cold. Stiles tells himself he can’t keep doing this. Just then Scott comes casually strolling out of the doors to the gym, followed hastily by Isaac, Lydia and Malia. All of them just chattering away to each other.
Stiles: “Finally what took you guys so log?”
Isaac: “Oh relax still.”
Malia: “Yeah we just lost track of time.”
Stiles: “It’s been an hour!”
Scott: “Really, shit I’m sorry dude.”
Isaac: “No way its been that long, he’s exaggerating as always.”
Stiles: “Oh okay, um yeah hmm seems your right Isaac its not been an hour, Im sorry.”
Isaac: “See told you, Exaggerating.”
Stiles: “Nope its actually been… 1 Hour and 12 Minuets.”
Lydia: “Don’t be so smug stiles, Can we go now. Please.”
Stiles: “Fine. Fine just get in the car.”
Stiles pulled out of the parking lot hand grasping the stering wheel tightly. He’s biting his tounge and really getting sick of this. he’s not the packs damn PA. Scott sits next to him looking out the window while the others are messing around in the back on there phones. After he had dropped the other three back he pulled over to the side of the road he needed to talk to Scott.
Scott: “Stiles why are we stopping?”
Stiles: “I just, I can’t do this anymore Scott.”
Scott: “What do you mean, do you want me to drive?”
Stiles: “What. No thats not what I mean. Look I am just tired of all this acting like every things normal. Cause its not, Its really not Scott and I can’t keep playing this rediculous part.”
Scott: “Stiles why are you only saying this now. I thought we were sorted, every things how we wanted it to be. Don’t go messing it up now.”
Stiles: “No Scott, Im done pretending I’m okay with being the packs bitch alright.”
Scott: “Don’t be stupid Stiles your not the packs bitch, Stop trying to make problems where there isn’t any.”
Stiles: “Im not creating problems, you guys order me around like your little slave, Make me run your stupid erinds. Pretty much kicked me out of all the pack meetings. I have been trying everything I can to make up for the things that I did. You bark and I roll over, everything I do is no questions asked. The whispering the judgmental looks from across the halls. Im done with it Scott, done.”
Scott: “What the hell Stiles I thought everything was okay now, normal. why are you being so selfish, I thought we were brothers.”
Stiles: “Don’t do that, don’t pull the brothers card on me when you haven’t been there once when I’ve needed you these last few months.”
Scott: “Stiles I didn’t have time you know how busy I’ve been lately.”
Stiles: “Oh yeah super busy what with your, Going out to partys, Bowling, Movie nights and going out for dinner all the time. Must be so exausting having all that fun.”
Scott: “ Stiles you were invited to all those things, Its not my fault you didn’t wanna go to any of them.”
Stiles: “Holy shit you have got to be kidding me Scott I was never invited to those things. I was a part of them though. You know making your reservations buying your tickets, driving you all around and when i tryd to get join in its always the same old thing. There not Ready yet Stiles, Its to soon Stiles and my favrout. Mabye next time Stiles. Except next time never comes does it Scott!!!”
Scott: “Stiles you killed people, You KILLED Allison.”
Stiles: “wow okay. First of all Fuck you and Secondly get the hell out of my car.”
Scott: “Your kidding right, my house is like an hour away.”
Stiles leans over and swang the passenger door open.
Stiles: “Your a werwolf right, super speed.”
Scott reluctantly got out of the jeep and closed the door. He looked up at stiles like a child who had just found out santa isn’t real. With no last words Stiles drove away, full speed and not looking back. Holy shit. He’d actually done it.
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