Chapter 22 Forgiveness

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Stiles was sitting in the Jeep thinking about Malia. He had arrived at his house about 10 minutes ago, but he was stuck in his thoughts. He thought about the encounter he had with Malia at Derek's loft what she had said and what she had done. He remembered her storming past him and out of the building was she angry at him? Or was she just dealing with something else. Stiles jumped as he heard a knock on the side of the Jeep, when he had recovered he rolled down one of the windows and his dad poked his head into the car.

"Is something wrong Stiles?" He shook his head, but he could see that it wasn't tricking him.

"It's just something about Malia; she got angry when I told her that it was okay for her to be sad about Peter because whether or not she wanted him to be he was her father."

"Well I'm sure it'll be fine, I'm sure she'll come back to her senses and be happy that you understand, so just wait it out and it should be fine."

"Thanks dad. You look nice where are you going?" He smiled as he tapped against the side of the Jeep.

"I'm going out with Melissa." Stiles was happy that his dad had finally found someone who made him happy and if it went further Scott and he might be brothers which they had no problems with.

"Well have a nice time."

"Thanks and I left some food on the bench for you." Stiles smiled as his dad moved over to his car. He pulled opened the door and walked up towards the door when he felt something was watching him. To be honest it wasn't the first time he had felt something was watching him, but he never thought much of it. He opened the door and move into the kitchen to get some food. There was some pizza on the bench which his dad had left for him, he was thankful that his dad was so thoughtful. He picked himself a piece and poured a drink of water. He lost his grip on the cup as he moved towards the couch and the glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces and the water splashed over the floor.

"Shit." Stiles said out aloud as he quickly rushed to get a broom. He knelt down and brushed the glass into the pan when he noticed that his hand was shaking uncontrollably. What was happening to him? Why did he suddenly have these shakes in his hand? He stood up and deposited the shards of glass into the bin and moved back into the kitchen and rested himself on the kitchen bench as he thought about what had just happened. He grabbed the piece of pizza he picked out before and took a bite out of it and put it back down on the plate. What was happening to him and why was it happening to him?

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Malia was sitting in her own car for once near the preserve, where she felt closer to her old self, but so much had changed from back then. Namely the fact that Peter was actually her dad. She knew that Stiles had meant well, but for some reason she just couldn't deal with it right now and she didn't really understand why. She started the ignition in the car and began to drive, she didn't know where and she didn't really care she just had to get something out of her system.

It was about 10 minutes later when she found herself standing outside of Kira's house and she could see Isaac and Lydia walking up to the doorway, she quickly made her way out of the car and caught up with Isaac and Lydia.

"Lydia, Isaac." She said as she rushed towards the couple who were on their way up to the house. They turned around and a smile appeared on her face.

"Hi Malia, how are you doing?" A frown appeared on her face as she went to respond.

"Not so well, but how about you?" Lydia looked at Malia as her eyes thinned as she looked at the girl.

"If that boy has done anything to you then I will kill him." Malia couldn't help, but laugh and chuckle under her breath.

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