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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞

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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞
𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫,
𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞
𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞.

𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒
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My anxiety was high today. Usually in bad situations, it was moderate. But not like this. The only other time I felt like this was after my mom.

It felt like there was a huge foot stepping on my chest and it wouldn't let up. All I could feel was the damn lump in my throat, forcing me to keep quiet. I could barely breathe.

Allison had showed up at school today for the first time in a week. I could tell she was on edge.

No one knew if our parents were okay or if they were alive or even where they were being kept. When Deaton told us his theory about finding them, I immediately shot it down. What if it didn't work and we just died without knowing what happened to our parents?

I wasn't gonna risk it.

Yesterday, before Allison had come over, Scott, Isaac and I were with Derek...and Jennifer. We were at the hospital and of course, the fucking twins had to be there.

They morphed into this big giant alpha wolf, it was disgusting. But Derek ended up getting hurt, and we lost Jennifer. She ran when we were distracted.

The others had left to help Derek but I stayed behind to talk to the cops.

Bad move on my part because Scott's dad showed up.

Not a very fun conversation. Especially the end of it. He asked me why there was a name written on the elevator, and as soon as I saw it my heart sank.

Argent.

Jennifer knew Allison was Chris' daughter. It scared me to know that Allison could potentially be in danger. But if Jennifer wrote Argent on the doors, that meant she had one of them. At the time, I didn't know which one but when Allison paid me a visit, I knew it was Chris.

Allison was waiting for me outside the school doors. Her and Lydia were talking, probably about what happened at the school the other night when Jennifer kidnapped my father and choked Lydia.

I approached them both. "Hey guys."

Lydia looked over at me and smiled. Her scar was very visible. "Hey Stiles. Allison was just telling me about her conversation with Deaton."

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