A small amount of time had passed since Angelina came home. She barely heard Stiles come in until he started writing things on his board furiously. Angelina opened her eyes and listened into the next room, she could hear his marker going and his ragged breaths.The girl tiptoed across the wooded flooring and slipped out her bedroom door. Then she cracked Stiles' door open to reveal him pacing around and staring at the board. Angie could smell blood, it made her want to puke.
"Stiles?" She whispered, her throat was dry causing her voice to sound raspy.
Her brother stopped in his tracks and looked up at his younger sister sadly. "Hey, Angel."
"Are you okay? Where are you bleeding from?"
"I'm fine don't worry. Just a scratch from the Jeep hood, I had trouble keeping it up earlier." He explained quickly.
Angelina stepped into his room and shut the door behind her. Stiles kept his eyes trained on the floor until he saw her feet appear into view. He looked up and sighed, she crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow.
"I really don't want to talk about it, I don't want you to hate me." Stiles spoke quietly.
"Stiles, I could never hate you. You are my brother, nothing you do or say will ever change that. Now tell me."
The siblings moved to his bed and he winced, not thinking Angie noticed but she did. He began to explain what happened with a certain boy.
"I was at the school, a-and my Jeep wouldn't start so I went around and I popped the hood. I began working when I heard someone behind me, it was Donovan." Stiles said his name in a whisper before continuing. "He gripped my shoulder and it was like he bit me, so I hit him and ran. I got in the school and he chased me, he threatened to hurt you and dad. I-I couldn't let him, he followed me up the scaffolding in the library and-and it just happened."
"Stiles, what did?"
"I killed him. I pulled the pin and he fell and a pole impaled him." He choked out.
"It was self defense, Stiles listen to me. He was going to kill you, I know you didn't mean to do it." Angie said wiping his tears away. "Let me see your shoulder."
Stiles nodded and slowly took his shirt off and turned around so she could see the bite mark. She grimaced while looking over it.
"Let me go get the first aid kit." She whispered and kissed his temple. "I'll clean it up and we'll figure it out from there."
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Angelina walked through the school hallways with a little less enthusiasm than normal. People noticed, teachers noticed, her friends even noticed.
"Ang, you okay?" Mason asked his best friend. They were standing at her locker while she waited for some news on this certain book.
She looked up and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine." She was lying straight through her teeth, yet she was thankful he couldn't hear her heartbeat.
"Okay." He held out on the 'O' but carried on. "You still plan on coming over tonight? We need to at least have one normal night."
"Of course, I wouldn't miss it."
"I know you're not okay." Mason spoke quieter this time. "You don't have to talk about it, just know that I'm here." He gave her arm a quick squeeze before walking off.
Her phone began to buzz so she reached in her back pocket and pulled it out.
Stiles: I know you had plans with friends but this is urgent, we are going to Eichen and we're getting answers. I also know that you will want to tag along on this, therefore I am telling you now.
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LIBERATION ² | LIAM DUNBAR
FanfictionLiberation: Freedom from suffering and dissatisfaction through the uprooting of greed, hatred, and delusion. - When an old childhood friend comes back to become a part of the pack, only to tear it apart. Constant fighting. Constant breakups. And eve...