TMRxTW reacts

Chapter seven

(this chapter has cursing in it)

Stiles turns around as he hears the door close behind him. He lifts his gaze up to glance at Scott's face. Disappointment and anger is written all over his features. 

,,So what did you want to talk about?" He asks him even tho he has a pretty good idea what the alpha has on his mind. He will not break and apologize for their deaths. They deserved it. Scott will just have to deal with it. 

Scott almost caves in and says nothing as he sees his best friend's hard expression. Almost. He decides to just get to the point right away. 

,,You killed those people Stiles." Scott says, trying to scare Stiles. And he just shrugs. Like he doesn't even care. Scott's pulse quickens and if he had his powers, his eyes would definitely be glowing. His friend just stares at him, showing no emotions on his face even tho he's trying hard not to cry and scream at Scott. History does repeat itself. 

,,They didn't deserve it Stiles!" He raises his voice, hoping to see a reaction. An apology. Instead he got the side of Stiles that people are afraid of. The calm side. His voice sends chills shivers down Scott's spine as he speaks.

,,What, you think they were good people Scott? I'm gonna tell you how good they were." He inches closer to him. His calm resolve cracks a bit as he continues speaking.

,,They were so good....trying to find a cure, while destroying the sources of it. They put us in a big maze with no way out than to fight massive killing machines that they made. People lost their lives long before I got there. You know, there was a big wall with the names of everyone who ever came up in the box. More than half of them were crossed out Scott." He sniffles as he takes ahold of Scott's shirt and pulls him close. 

,,Yes, of course but that was all for the cure right? They were trying to save people?" Scott questions.

Stiles' aura of calmness disappears in a matters of seconds. ,,Yeah, trying to save people while sacrificing even more of them. They were children Scott. We were all children! Then, when we thought we finally got out, Teresa betrayed us and told WCKD our location. They bombed the whole camp! Didn't you see us all on our knees?! Janson shot Mary for no reason. She was like a mother to me Scotty." He says the last part in a whisper as he tears up. Please Scotty just try to understand. We don't deserve this. We did the right thing. He repeats in his mind while he's trying to calm himself down. You did the right thing Thomas. 

Newt would've been proud of you. He takes a deep breath, his features returning to normal as he thinks about the blond boy that helped him not to loose his sanity and supported his every decision. He thinks about how when he laughed, the whole world would light up along with his beautiful eyes. His voice that brought Thomas back from so many nightmares. The long arms that held him as he cried. He's not with Thomas anymore, but he can still calm him down. My Newt would've been proud of me.

,,At the end they didn't save anyone. They just brought more destruction to an already destroyed world." 

,,But that was necessary for the cure right?" As Stiles sees that he's still convinced that what WCKD did was right a piece of their friendship breaks. So he tries a little bit of a different approach. He refuses to lose his best friend over this.

,,Should I tell you all the names of the kids who died?" He raises his voice. 

,,Alby, Ben, Zart, Jeff, Winston, Rachel, Teresa, Chuck, Newt. Should I continue? You were the one to always say that we need to save everyone. And- Do NOT roll you eyes at me?!" He yells at him as Scott rolls his eyes. 

,,You shouldn't be the one telling me this. You're the one who killed people. Even Allison." He yells back. 

,,What? You told me that you don't blame me for that!" He tears up. If he still blames him that would mean that Scott lied to him for a very long time.

,,Well I'm sorry! You still look like the thing that killed her." He venomously spits out, red in the face.

,,Everytime I look at you I can't help it. I can't help but to think that you did it again!" 

,,Wh- What do you mean?" Stiles asks, his voice small and wavering. Fearing what will come out of Scott's mouth next.

,,That you're a cold-blooded murderer. Nothing more. You killed my love and then....You killed yours too. You pushed her off the helicopter didn't you?" He's whispering now and it hurts even more than if he was yelling. Like he's trying to be sincere and understanding and that annoys Stiles extremely.

,,She was trying to save me. And my friend unfortunately wasn't fast enough to make it. And how dare you-" His lip is quivering as he gets cut off by his "friend" who's next words shatter all chances of friendship they had until now.

,,And what about him huh? That blonde boy with the limp? You have no excuses for that. You killed him like he was a worthless piece of-"

Too fucking far.

 Stiles' hands are on him and he's on the ground with him on top of Scott, strangling him with his bare hands, who's face is full of fury and waterfalls of tears. He hears yelling from the other room as he tries to fight back. Key word: Tries. Suddenly without his powers, he doesn't know how to fight Stiles off. His air is getting cut off more and more and Stiles isn't stopping. 

The door's kicked open and someone drags Stiles off of him. Scott draws in a few deep breaths until he can finally breathe again. 

Stiles is trying to get out of Minho's, Noah's and Chris' hold while screaming bloody murder. 

,,What the HELL happened?!" Peter's question is directed at him. 

,,I- I don't know-"

,,You don't know?!" Stiles turns around to face him again. He looks around and he sees a lamp on a table. In one swift movement he grabs it and quickly throws it at Scott who tries to duck, not expecting it. 

,,You said I killed him! You said that he meant nothing to me! I loved him! I LOVED HIM! GOD I LOVED HIM AND HE DIED IN MY ARMS BECAUSE HE BEGGED ME TO END IT. And then he did it himself. He died because OF MOTHERFUCKING IDIOTS LIKE YOU WHO THINK THAT WICKED IS GOOD!" He completely slumps in his fathers arms, sobbing after the outburst. 

Everyone is glaring daggers at Scott while he stumbles over his words, trying to explain how he meant it. He barely registers Derek's fist coming at him until he's on the ground, holding his bleeding nose. 

,,Dude what are you doing? You broke my nose!" Derek stares at him emotionless for a second.

,,Does it look like I care?" He spits out at him, full of hatred. Everyone is looking at Scott with disgust. Derek the most. Stiles went through the same thing he did after all. 

They all return to the main room. Trying to calm Stiles down.

And at that moment he knew. He went too far.

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Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy....Please don't throw things at me! I actually like canon Scott but I wanted him to be an asshole in this fic (sorry not sorry)

The next chapter's gonna be all newtmas! And a surprise at the end ;) 

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! <3