Stay With Me + Stilinski [BOOK 1]

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A couple days passed by, New Years was coming. 2018.  It feels like just yesterday I attacked Matt and the Kanima, speeding down the road when the cops were after Derek or running around in the school as the alpha chased us. Minutes, seconds, hours, days, weeks, months, years that seem to pass by quickly. But they don't.

They never do go quickly, they go by slowly. These past five years I've learned that they go slow to torture us till we scream. Till we yell for help, waiting for someone to come but they never do. 

Now we are all 21 or 22 years old, running from our past. 

Our future. 

And our present. 

"Alyssa? Alyssa. You okay?" A kick at the door spoke. 

"No. How can I be when we have to stay another two weeks in hiding? I want to see my family." I complained. 

He sighed, "look. I understand. I want to leave as well but we have to think about the pack."

"Think about the pack? Oh okay! Let's just not talk about how everyone is ready to go home but you Scott! Is it really best for the pack? Or for you?" I asked. 

It was quiet, I hurt him. Dammit. "Scotty-I." I stopped short when I realized he wasn't there anymore. Dammit. This is the fifth time I have ever hurt him like this. I'm such a dumbass. 

I got up and changed into skinny jeans and a black t-shirt with my leather jacket and my beanie. I put my sunglasses on, slipping out the window and closing it carefully before jumping off the roof and sprinting in a run towards town. 

I wasn't having a very good time since I came home, it's like they want to push us back away from our home.

"I'm not leaving without a fight." I growled. 

I began running all around the woods, not caring where I was going. I just ran.

I let my hallucinations haunt me while I ran, they couldn't hurt me when I was free. I met the voices inside my head not giving a fuck what people think. 

Fuck life, fuck love, fuck chances, and fuck reasons. Fuck it all, just fuck it all.

Running through the trees, the wind blew in my hair and the power took over me. I let my eyes glow blue and yellow, letting my claws and fangs to extend. 

I let myself growl, letting my pack know I left. Who cares? I'm not going to be seen! I'm in the woods at 2:16 am!!

I heard a gasp, "no that can't be her."

But I didn't care, I was free for a while. Suddenly it started raining and I danced around not giving a care to the world.

I slammed into a tall figure, falling on my ass. 

I gasped from the cold as the rain soaked my pants.

"Oh my god....A-A-Alyssa? A-Alyssa is that you?" I looked up to see Stiles, a shocked look on his face. 

"You look like you've seen a ghost." I joked. 

"Y-your alive?" He asked looking at me carefully. 

He backed up taking deep breathes, glancing at me he shook his head. 

"No! You should be dead!" He exclaims. 

"That's hurtful." I pout. 

I don't realize what I'm doing, thinking it's a hallucination. 

"Your alive. Holy shit. Y-your alive!" He grinned.