Roxys POV
"I need a break." I say and music fills my ears as me and Issac walk to Dereks loft.
I open the door and look to see a blacklight party. "Just what you need?" He asks and I grin. "Exactly." I say grabbing his hand and walking in.
We get to a high point and see everyone having fun. I spot Stiles with a girl and chuckle lightly. "I can feel the tension leaving you." Issac says and I face him. "The tension is filled with stress, frustration and pain." I say and he nods.
"Oooo look people are being painted." I say and his eyes widen. "Wanna paint me, loverboy." I say and he nods following after me.
I grab a brush and hand it to Issac. I take off my shirt tk show my now bright blue bra, which glows in the light.
"Wow." He whispers. "Come on Izzy, and dont draw a dick." I say and he chuckles before letting the brush glide over my skin.
"Oo." I say and he raises an eyebrow. "Its cold." I say and he lets out a laugh. I smile at the boy and he stops moving the brush.
"Your turn." I say and pick up a small brush. He eyes me and I just smile. I start to make marks down his arm and along one side of his face.
He smiles at me and I put the brush down. "You are so handsome, I love you so much." I say wrapping my arms around his neck and his mouth opens and shuts again.
I smile before pressing a kiss to his lips, he kisses back allowing his hands to wrap around my waist. He pulls away resting his forehead on mine.
"You're gorgeous Rox, I love you more." He replies and kisses my forehead and I smile brighter then I ever thought I could.
"Wanna dance?" He asks and I snort. "Obviously." I say and we make our way to the floor. We start dancing together and he spins me around as I chuckle.
He pulls me closer and I smile until I look above his ear. "Do you see that?" I ask and then slap myself. "Obviously not its on your head, come on." I say and grab his arm as we walk to the back.
"See." I say as he looks into the mirror. "A backwards five." He says and then looks behind my ear. "Youve got it too." He says and I sigh and we hear a pant.
I move over to the box and gasp. "Ethan, shit." I say and help him up. I dig my claws into him and he blinks at me. "Come on we got you." I say and Issac glares at me.
"Izzy not now, please." I say and he sighs getting Ethans other arm.
"GET OUT!" A voice yells. "Derek." I say and we walk out into the loft, everyone had left but the supernatural and Danny, who was now taking Lydia away with Allison helping.
Ethan lets go of us and Derek faces me. "You let this happen." He growls. "Ive been too fucking stressed Derek, I needed it." I growl back and the Oni decide to reappear.
"What are they?" He asks getting closer to us. "Oni, I think theyre good based on my reading but Issac and Allison are going with Argent to find out more." I explain and he nods.
"But theres a chance theyre bad." I state and he nods. Scott and Derek start to fight them and I sigh and find my shirt, putting it back over myself.
The Oni soon dissappear and I feel my heart tug and I begin to cry. Everyone faces me and I drop to the floor.
"Stiles." I whisper and tears begin to fall more. As quickly as it came it leaves. "Roxy." Issac asks. "Stiles." I say and run out of the loft.
I find myself reach home relatively quickly and I see dads car gone. I run into the house and look in Stiles room to see him asleep.
I smile at his sleeping figure and walk closer. He rolls over and groans. "What?" He asks and I shrug. "God sake, come here." He says and I jump onto the other side of the bed.
"Bit too old to be sleeping in the same bed." Stiles chuckles tiredly. "Bit too old to be getting serious nightmares." I say and he nods. "Ill be okay." He says and I frown.
"What if your not Sti, what if you. What if your the dark spirit." I ask and he tilts his head. I sigh and explain everything with the Oni and the dark spirit to him and he sighs.
"Im fine Rox. Im not going anywhere." He says and I nod. "Now, come here or go to your own room." He says and I kick my shoes off and lie down beside him.
"Me and Lydia kissed." He blurts out and I gasp. "What when?" I ask. "A couple weeks back, I was having a panic attack. She kissed me because it stops you from breathing, therefore stopping the panic." He explains and I grin.
"She, kissed you." I say and he nods. "She cared enough." I say and he nods, his eyes widening. "You are now on Lydia Martins radar." I say and he smiles.
"Shut up and sleep." He chuckles and I snort while getting under the covers. "Sleeping in jeans, psycho." He whispers. "Shut up and sleep." I mock and he snorts.
"I love you Sti." I say and his eyes meet mine. He is my twin brother, older by two minutes. If anything happened to him id lose myself.
"I love you too Rox, now sleep." He says and I nod leaning into the pillow.
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Lunatic ** Issac Lahey
Fanfictionlunatic /ˈluːnətɪk/ noun a person who is mentally ill (or in this case, supernatural) Roxy Stillinski is Stiles twin sister. As the two get wrapped up in the supernatural world life gets more and more difficult. When you apart of something so diffi...