↳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
I took Stiles' jeep keys from his locker and drove around town to look for him.
I've searched everywhere for Stiles and I can't find him. Apparently, from Scott's call, the uncle that Derek killed a while back, Peter, was alive now. And now, Jackson was pronounced as dead.
I was dialing the sheriff's number. "Hey, um...Sheriff Stilinski. It's been two hours, I still haven't found him." I sighed, disappointed in myself. I should've been by his side.
"It's okay, He's home and safe." He confirmed. "Oh well in that case, I'll drop his car off." I said and ended the call.
I pulled up to Stiles' driveway, and parked the car. I knocked on the front door and Noah let me in. I placed the keys on the tray table, and asked if it was fine to talk to Stiles. I need to check up on him, and ask him where the hell he went.
Noah gave me the okay, and I stood outside his room for a while. I knocked the door, hesitantly. "Dad, I said I was fine." He sighed. I knocked again, he groaned something under his breath, and opened the door.
I was shocked to see the bruise his cheek and the cut on his lip, whoever did that is going to pay.
✍︎︎𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒
I'm pretty sure we both shared the same expression when we saw each other just now.
I was surprised to see her and she was surprised to see the horrendous state my face was in.
"Hey." She greeted. "Hi." I huffed, still holding my door, and not letting her in. "Your father let me in." She stated. "He did?" I asked in disbelief, of course he would let her in, it's Y/n.
"Who the hell did this to you?" She got unbelievably close to me, and grabbed my face in her hand, tilting it to the other side.
I was startled by the mere gesture. "Oh...Uh, it's nothing. I'm fine." I lied. But it's like she could unravel my cold exterior layer by layer, because I found myself struggling to keep it in. "Do you wanna' come in?" I suggested. She silently complied, and went inside.
I closed the door, so Dad wouldn't disturb us, not that we'd be doing anything, anyways. She has her eyes set on Isaac and I like...Well I liked Lydia, I don't know it's a new feeling everyday.
"How you doing?" I asked her, attempting to break the ice. "Are you serious?" She lectured. "You're the one who went missing, now you're bruised up, and you're asking me how I am?" She was furious, but she was also terrified.
