so•ber
/ ˈsōbər /
Not affected by alcohol; not drunk.
Everyone talks about the common effects of drugs and alcohol. The difference from being sober, drunk, or high. Sure, it's hard to stop drinking. Sure, it's hard to quit smoking. It's hard to g...
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"The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye... until we meet again."
TW: death and mentions of suicide. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DEREK'S POV
"Where is she?" I pushed through the doors of the McCall household seeing Scott and his mom standing in front of... Stiles I think with Kayce beside him rubbing the back of his neck. Um, okay. Then Jacob was standing behind them. Scott looked toward me with a defeated stare and shook his head slightly. I rubbed my eyes with my thumb and pointed finger while turning around, "Damn it."
"Peter and Allison went into her head but they couldn't find her." He sighed.
"Peter went into her head?" I turned back around holding my hand out.
"Lydia said he could do it... they have a connection or something?" Jacob explained. Why he was here, I'm not sure.
"Where is she now?" I asked. Scott looked away glancing back at Jacob who was now staring at the floor. "Where's Holland?"
"Uh, Her and Void Stiles left with Lydia." Melissa spoke up for the teens who obviously weren't going to.
"So, she's still Void?" I rolled my eyes.
"No." I heard a breathy voice. Everyone's eyes shot to Stiles so I took a few steps so I was more in front of him. My eyes kept falling to Kayce's hand. "She's not Void."
"What?" Scott asked. I sighed as I glared at Kayce's hand but kept trying to look back at Stiles' face as he spoke. It was hard to hear the kid considering he was speaking quietly and his voice was shaky.
"Holland isn't possessed. She's being manipulated. You don't have to get that thing out of her, you just have to save her. We have to save her." Stiles rushed out. God, I couldn't even process his words with her hands fucking entertwining with his hair.
"Can you stop touching him?" I snapped. Kayce's eyes widened when she realized I was talking to her and then she slowly took her hand away. I looked over at Scott for a second to already see him glaring at Stiles.
"Sorry." She mumbled.
"Look, Stiles, you've had a rough few weeks." Scott pinched the bridge of his nose with a loud sigh.
"I'm not lying." Stiles narrowed his eyes before looking up at me pleadingly. "That's still Holland. Did you guys not see the way she wasn't healing, or that she didn't have supernatural strength. That was all Holland, but it wasn't her fault. She had to do it, alright?"
What he was saying made sense. But it also didn't. I don't think Holland would ever do the things that she has done willingly. She tazed her brother. Put him on the floor and then daggered me. She's been cruel to people she loves. Non caring. Sure, she doesn't have the strength and I'm not sure what she needed to heal from but she doesn't need it. That's probably why it wasn't given to her. But that isn't Holland.
