Chapter 8
After His shower Stiles had managed to get some sleep before he was rudely awoken by his alarm screaming into his ear. He quickly scrambled to shut it off before taking in a deep breath, looking around his bedroom. ‘Still here’ He thought to himself. He pulled himself out of his bed and lazily walked over to him closet to get dressed. He didn’t recognise any of the clothes in front of him. Serching through them he found a pair of worn out genes and a plain black tee and got dressed. It felt like he was wearing something from a hales wardrobe more then his own but it was the most casual thing he could find. He slipped on some socks and the same nikes from the night before. A loud ping echoed across the room and the macbook that was on the desk lit up. He walked over and checked the laptop entering its password 241793. Wait how did he know that. its clearly his or Thomas’s laptop so why did he know the password. He scanned through the open tabs nothing unusual but somehow that didn’t comfort him. Just then a message alert popped up in the top corner of the screen.
( 5 Unread Messages, From Teresa. )
Stiles let his hand linger over the touch pad contemplating opening the messages.
First message
Recived: Yesterday at 08:45 PM: Hey Thomas, sorry for banging on at you. My Mom has just Spoke to your Mom
and she told her everything. Im so glad your okay, Give me a call when your feeling up for it.
Second message
Recived: Yesterday at 09:57 PM: I hope your feeling better Tom, Were worried about you! If you need to talk Im here okay.
Third message
Recived: Yesterday at 10:34 PM: I hope you don’t mind but i let the guys know that your at home and your safe. If you need anything
don’t hesitate to ask. just know were here for you.
Forth message
Recived: Today at 01:02 AM: Im gonna get some sleep now Thomas, Please message me when you see this! I hope your oaky.
Fifth message
Recived: Today at 07:00 AM : Hey Tom sorry for the bombardment of messages last night. its just been a rough couple of days. We’ve all been so worried about you. I hope your feeling much better today. Moms got some work to do later today with your mom so i was thinking of coming over with her. About 5pm i hope you don’t mind.
What the hell is all this firstly who the hell is this Teresa girl and why was she talking to stiles like they are friends. But they are friends, well she’s Thomas’s friends at least. Stiles chose to ignore the messages and turn his attention to the one question that had been running through his mind since he left the hospital. Hovering over the the search bar of his web browser he began to type. ‘ Beacon Hills/Hale fire ‘ He hit search. There was no results. What, thats impossible. He typed again ‘ Beacon Hills/Hale Family’ Search. this time results flooded the page. Mostly with links to the police department and articles on Sherif John Hale. Some articles on Star athlete at Beacon Hills High Cora Hale and others about the families contribution to the town and its local preserve. but nothing on Derek. So Stiles isn’t Stiles, Scott and the pack are deffinetly not his friends, the Hales are all alive. what els is different. Then it hit him.. what about his dad. He frantically typed in his farthers name in the search engine and he didn’t evan need to sift through the results. The first article before him in black and white. ‘Deputy Stilinski and wife found dead in there home’. Stiles felt his stomach drop, He slowly closed the laptop hopping it would somehow erase those words from his mind. This can’t be happening. Before Sties knew it he was running down the stairs and past his imposter parents out of the house and towards his home. this can’t be real this can’t be happening.