↳𝐘/𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇 is forced to move to Beacon Hills, after things look up for her brother Jordan. She is terrified of the thing that keeps growing inside of her, whilst she cluelessly watches. She seeks for help from a little pack, yet someone i...
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♧𝐘/𝐍
4 AM, on a school night, perched up against the kitchen counter. I was still having a silent staring contest with Jordan, there was a helluva lot of blinking, only from me, blinking back the tears.
"What the hell was that?" Jordan whispered, finally breaking our silence. "Jordan, I owe you an explanation. I've actually owed you one for a while." I began.
"Then tell me what that was!" He exasperated. "As you could probably tell, there's a lot of strange things in Beacon Hills. Werewolves, hunters, mythical creatures. And I fall into that category." I sighed.
His stare was so sharp, it could cut through millions of rocks and mountains, I knew this because he was listening extra-attentively.
"You remember the night you picked me up from the side of the road? When I was out the night of the thunderstorm?" I asked rhetorically.
"Holy shit, it's been since then? And you didn't even think to tell me!?" He lectured. "What was I supposed to say, JJ? I've been struck by lightening and I should've died, but now I'm some witch!? You wouldn't have believed me!" I remarked.
His silence was followed by my response because he knew I was right. "So this is why you've been so sneaky, lately?" He suggested, to which I nodded.
"Okay great, so while I'm out there trying to protect you, and seeing so much death around me, you've actually been running towards it. Y/n, you need to understand that protecting everyone isn't your responsibility, it's mine, legally." He explained.
"Jordan, you've done a great deal in showing me how to protect myself and doing the former, but I can protect myself, more so now than ever." I explained to him.
"So, all those times you've been 'Hanging out' With your friends, you were actually out fighting whatever that thing was?" He asked, referring to the Kanima.
"Yes." I dryly replied.
"You're no longer hanging out with these kids, that's it." He ordered.
"First of all, if anything, I'm the one protecting them because the sheriff's son is a real idiot, and second, you can't tell me who to hang out with or not." I put my foot down, there was no way he was stopping me from seeing the only good thing I had going in this freak-show of a town.
"What if you die protecting your friends?" He doubted. "I won't, I promise. I'm not leaving you yet, at least not before you." I chuckled.
When in reality, I don't know where I stand in this world. I don't know if tomorrow morning will be normal, or if I'm going to be fighting off some big mythical creature alongside my friends.
