"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭...𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐞."
"𝐡𝐨𝐰?"
"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞."
a story in which scott was never the love allison was looking for.
stiles was.
Scott, my dad, and I were all standing outside the gates of Eichen House. This wasn't ideal for anyone, but it was the safest option. "Its only seventy-two hours." I spoke.
"Stiles," Scott steps towards me. "This is the same place Barrow came from--the guy who had a tumor inside him filled with flies." He looks to my dad. "You don't know everything yet-"
"I know enough." Dad cut him off. "Nogistunes, kitsunes, oni's..whatever they are."
"Wow, that was surprisingly correct." I nodded.
"Scott, I saw an MRI that looked exactly like my wife's... and it terrifies me. I'm heading down to LA tomorrow to talk to a specialist."
"Then why are you putting him in here?"
"He's not. It's my decision."
Scott's face was full of panic. "Stiles, I can't help you if you're in here."
"And I can't hurt you."
"Deaton's got some ideas. Argent's calling people. We're going to find something, and if we can't-"
"If you can't," I stepped forward. "If you can't, then you have to do something for me, okay? Make sure I never get out."
Scott looked so defeated. I wrapped my arms around him, and squeezed my eyes shut. I didn't know if I would be...me when I saw him again. So this moment now was the most important thing to me. "Now go," I broke away. "There are other people who need you." He nodded and sniffed, turning back to the parking lot.
Dad put his hand on my shoulder and led me inside. There was a sinking feeling in my stomach. My heart was pounding, screaming at me to turn around and go home. But my head knew it was the right decision to stay. Dad checked us in with the front desk lady. My leg bounced up and down anxiously. It wasn't long before a nurse came to get me.
"Mr.Stilinski?" Dad and I both looked up. "This way please." We followed her back to her office. She grabbed a stack of papers and set them in front of dad before sitting in front of us. "For the first seventy-two hours, there's no phone calls, no emails, no visitors."
"So basically the entire time I'm here." I raised a brow.
"Yes. We will be taking you from here to a brief physical. In the morning, you'll be assessed by a staff psychologist. You'll also speak to a social worker and attend group therapy."
"I feel like we're forgetting something." Dad sounded anxious.
The nurse ignores him and places slippers in front of me. "You'll be wearing this. No laces allowed. You don't have a belt, do you? And please, empty your pockets in here." She pulls out a bucket. I drop my tennis shoes, phone, wallet and keys in there.
