"I'm sorry I yelled at you."
"I'm sorry I pushed things on you too quickly."
My father and I apologized to each other, then we just stood there, staring. "Yeah, i'll see you later. Bye."
Then I left.
I got in Stiles' Jeep and sighed, "Let's go."
"Okay. That was quick." He chuckled, driving off.
"Shut up." I muttered, "Just drive."
"Yes, ma'am." Stiles said, driving away.
He was my father, what was I supposed to say? There isn't exactly a script for me to read off now is there?
"Alyssa? You alright?" Stiles asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"The last thing I said to him was 'I hate you' the night we disappeared." I whispered, "I told my own father I hated him the night my mother died, Stiles."
"It's not your fault, Alyssa." He told me, "It was never you're fault."
"But what if it was?" I asked, "He said that if I went to the get together I wouldn't be me, I would change. Did he know something?"
"You can't be for sure, I mean, he could have meant something else." Stiles suggested.
I sighed, looking down at my hands, "What if he knew I was different?"
"You're not different. You're supernatural." Stiles corrected me, "Hey, look at me."
I forced myself to look at him, "What?"
"Stay With Me?" He whispered.
A small smile appeared on my face, "Forever."
+ + +
I paced back and fourth, thinking about what I should do. Forgive my father or tell him off? Why wasn't my mind thinking straight? Why couldn't I see the future lately? I haven't gotten any visions lately and it was starting to freak me out.
"Alyssa, can I talk to you?" Malia asked me, gently touching my arm.
"Yeah, uh, sure. Sorry." I said, "What is it?"
"I just wanted you to know that when you all were gone, I didn't even know that you existed and I feel really bad now." Malia started.
"Why do you feel bad?" I asked her.
"Because-because Stiles and I had a fling for a few years but he broke it off two months before you came home." She said, "I feel bad because I would have never done anything if I knew about you guys and I-I am so sorry."
We noticed that everyone had looked up at us, Stiles just sort of stood there with an ashamed look on his face. [Stiles' reaction in gif above] Why didn't I see it?
"Alyssa should have known, she should have seen it." Lydia explained, but I stayed quiet, "Right Alyssa?"
"I-I didn't see it, I actually didn't see anything until I knew it was safe to come home." I told them, "I didn't see anything."
What hurt most wasn't knowing that Malia and Stiles had a fling, it was that Stiles didn't even tell me about it.
Scott and Derek glanced at each other, "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Because I thought it was okay but then they never came and I thought I had lost it from all the smoke I had breathed in that night." I explained, "I wasn't sure what I was thinking."
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Stay With Me + Stilinski [BOOK 1]
Fanfic"Stay With Me." He whispered, tears falling down his soft cheeks. "I cant- im not even allowed to be doing this." I whispered, my heart ached for him to kiss me. "Stay With Me, because Your All I Need." He pleaded, brushing away my hair. "Stil...