Unexpected (stydia)

Chapter 24

Stiles had just finally got into bed when a cry escaped through the air again. Stiles groaned, 'please Benny!' he yelled but that was no luck, Benny just cried more. Stiles groaned and put his hands on his ears, trying to block out the crying. 

That was no use. Stiles groaned again and sat up and looked over at the crib where Benny had tears all over his face and he was reaching for Stiles. Stiles was looking at him guiltily. He sighed and got up. 

Once again in a matter of seconds, Benny was back in Stiles' arms and Stiles was trying to calm him down. Then Stiles remembered. He walked over to the side of the crib. He bent down and picked up the bag that Mrs Martin went shopping for. He stood back up and looked through the bag with one hand. He grabbed the teething toy and put the bag back down. 

He looked at Benny who was still crying, rubbing his cheek. Stiles placed the teething toy inside Benny's mouth, hoping it would work. (A/N ya'll can image what the teething toy looks like lol, just go on google and search it up and you can pick one lol) As soon as it went into Benny's mouth, he put his hands around it and started chewing it, it was helping him and Stiles was relieved that it was. Benny still had tears on his face, but no more where coming out of his eyes. 'ok...' Stiles whispered. 'you wanna go back to bed then?' he asked Benny. Stiles wiped the remaining tears off Benny's cheeks and kissed his forehead. 

He put him back into his crib and he walked back to his bed and sat down on it. He sighed as he looked at the crib. Sometimes he thought about the future. What would happen? 

He shrugged it off and got back into bed and slept like a baby. 

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About an hour later, a cry broke into the quiet again. Stiles murmured then realised that he was not dreaming. 'ughhhhh' he groaned once again and he got up and went to go and try to get Benny to calm down. 

5 minuets later, Benny had the teething toy in his mouth but he was still crying. 'Benny, what's wrong?!' Stiles yelled but that just made the crying worse. Stiles sighed. He started thinking of what could be wrong. 'ok...It can't be his diaper...not his teething...uhh' he kept trying to think over the crying. 'milk!' he yelled. 'ok...let's go get some milk...' he whispered. 

He started heading to the kitchen, holding Benny by his side. It was nearly 4 am and Stiles didn't want to wake his dad but that seemed like a dumb hope. Benny was crying like crazy. 

When they got to the kitchen, Stiles put Benny in his high chair and strapped him in. Trying to ignore his crying, he walked into the kitchen and went to the fridge, grabbing the milk. Lydia decided not to breast feed, she felt like it was going to be too much work and she didn't want that, so they were using normal milk with formula of course.   

He was putting the formula in then his hand slipped probably because he was rushing so much. He dropped it on the floor, the formula powder spilling all over the floor. He stumbled back slightly at that, feeling tears start to swell into his eyes. He leaned forward and put his elbows on the counter top, putting his hands over his face, his shoulders shaking from sobs. Benny's crying wasn't helping either. 

'Stiles have-' Stiles heard someone say, Stiles knew it was his dad. 'Stiles! What's wrong?!' he yelled as he walked over to him quickly but stopped at seeing the powder on the floor, 'what happened?' Noah asked. Stiles looked up, laughing sadly, 'I don't know dad, what do you think happened?!' he yelled. He sighed and wiped the tears from his face. He bent down and picked up the formula while his dad had a sad look on his face. 'I'll clean it up later...' Stiles muttered, 'Benny needs milk right now and I-' he was saying as he put more formula into the bottle. 

'Stiles.' Noah said interrupting him, grabbing Stiles by the arm gently, stopping him. 'what?' Stiles said looking at his dad with an annoyed look but with sad eyes. Noah knew there was something wrong. 'ok...I am going to give Ben his milk ok? And I will put him to bed. You and me, we need to have a talk. You wait down here ok?' Noah told his son. 

Stiles tried to protest, 'dad- I am fine-' 

'no you are not.' 

Stiles opened his mouth to say something else but it was useless. He had been hiding something in and what better person to tell than his dad. Stiles gave a slight nod. Noah smiled sadly at him and Stiles watched his dad, take the milk and give it to Benny. The crying almost immediately stopped as the bottle went into his mouth. His eyes started getting droopy and Noah picked him up and Stiles watched his dad go upstairs with Benny. 

Stiles made his way to the dining room table and he sat down at it. Waiting for his dad to come back down. About 3 minuets later, Noah came down. 

He walked over to stiles at the dining table and joined him. 

'so...what's been going on with you?' Noah asked. Stiles looked up at his father and sighed. 'I...I don't know if I can do this...' he finally said. Noah's face fell slightly, 'what do you mean?' he asked. 

'I mean like...I don't think I am not going to be a good enough father for Benny...I love him so much but...I don't know if I am cut out for this. He deserves so much better than me. I mean, I'm just a stupid 15 year old boy who is trying to be a dad when he knows and every one else knows he cant...' he finished, trying not to cry. 

Noah was shocked to hear this. 'Stiles, who has said that you aren't and won't be a good dad?' he asked. Stiles sighed, 'basically everyone! Lydia said the other day that I should of called her when I found out Benny was teething, it hurt me because I wanna try and do stuff by myself then you are always coming in saying 'have you tried calming him down' and stuff like that and dad, I apricate your help and that you want to help but I wanna try and do it on my own and the fact that you and everyone is saying this stuff to me, it makes me think you don't think I will be a good dad. You are all doubting me and now I am thinking I should be doubting myself too...' he finished, looking at his fathers face. 

Noah was shocked and upset by what Stiles just said. He felt really guilty. 

'Stiles. I am so sorry alright? Why didn't you tell me you were feeling this way?' he asked. Stiles shrugged. Noah sighed, 'Stiles, look.' he started to say. 'you are not a stupid 15 year old who is trying to be a dad. Yes you may be 15 and trying to be a dad but you are doing an amazing job at it. An absolute amazing job. I can tell when Benny grows up, he will love you so much! He looks you so much now!Trust me. ok? You are and will be a great dad!'  

Stiles nodded with tears in his eyes, 'thanks dad...' a smile forming on his face. 

Noah smiled sadly and pulled Stiles into a hug. 'I love you dad...' Stiles whispered. 'I love you too son...' Noah replied. Then he pulled away, 'and you can talk to me about anything ok? I am always here for you. You know that right?' Noah asked. 

Stiles nodded, wiping his tears. 'thank you dad.'