Cruel || The Banshee and the Beta ➼ TEEN WOLF

Chapter 44 - Only the good die young

♪ Hold on - Chord Overstreet ♪ / ♪ Arcade - Duncan Laurence ♪

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In Sabrina's bedroom, Meredith was sat down on the edge of the girl's bed, deciding to venture into that room rather than sit in one of a teenage boy. Stiles and Isaac gave each other a wary look before they decided to address the crazy looking girl. "Okay, just try to focus on the sounds around you." 

"On what you're hearing." Isaac added as Stiles sent him an annoyed glare, 

"Just focus on the silence."

"Listen to the silence."

Stiles cleared his throat, annoyed that the beta kept interrupting him, "Focusing on the silence."

"Listening to the-"

"Okay, will you just let me handle this, Isaac. Please?" the boy let out a sigh before turning back to the Banshee. "I just...I have more experience with Banshees." he referred to both Lydia and Lexie, how he had been constantly around when they had one of their episodes. 

"Yeah. And mental patients." the boy added earning a pissed off expression from Stiles. 

Soon though, the two were interrupted by Meredith who looked between them with confusion, "Isn't anyone going to get that?"

"Get what?"

"The phone."

"What phone?" the boy looked around, trying to hear a ringing phone before looking back at Meredith and raising a confused brow, 

"The phone." Isaac slapped his shoulder, basically telling him to go with it. They soon knew why this girl was locked up in a mental institution. 

"Oh, the phone. My phone? Yes." the human reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone and pressing it to his ear, pretending to be on a call with someone. "Hello...Yes, she's actually sitting right here...It's for you." Stiles passed the phone over to Meredith who took it wearily and pressed it tightly against the side of her head. 

She pulled a face as she listened to the voices, before nodding repeatedly and taking it away from her ear. She passed it back and looked between the curious boys, "They say Coup de foudre."

"Coup de what? What is that Spanish?"

Isaac shrugged and looked at the idiotic boy, "Shouldn't you know? Your girlfriend's the linguist. Doesn't she speak like 10 different languages?" Stiles rolled his eyes but actually smiled at the thought. Lexie may not know ten languages, but she sure as hell knew a lot, and it blew his mind that he hadn't actually picked any up.

"Actually it's only like 5." he pointed out, trying to be specific as Isaac just nodded in an unamused fashion, soon though the two's bickering was broken up when Scott appeared in the doorway, looking like his mind had been blown. 

"French. It's French."

They all glanced between each other apprehensively. What the hell did Coup de foudre mean exactly. "For what?" Isaac asked, 

"Oak creek."

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Lexie leaned back against the metal bars, her eyes dried out but her face still splotchy with wet tears. She was staring across at Stiles, her brow furrowing at his appearance as he looked up, his lips twitching. A small smile crept onto the girl's face as she stood opposite him. She felt their presence, the presence of the Oni, which only meant one thing. It was about to be over.