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We had just lost Allison, they can´t lose anyone else. But i have something to survive for, but if i live they can die; is they or me, i preferred they.
Now that i know that i have someone to live for, is the time that i need to die for. I can´t be with her looking like this, like a psycopath. I need to protect her. I need to protect Malia. I don´t care if my life depends on it. How harsh life can be, it give you something that you had been waiting and now i need to let it go.
"Stiles, if you want that your friends survive, you have to die" the nogitsune say warning me.
"Stiles, no!" Scott scream "We can find an other solution!"
"What solution?" i ask undertone "What solution you have to stop this dark side on me, to stop me?" i shout taking the sword and i approach it to my stomach.
"Stiles..." Lydia voice startled me. She was at my left, i twirl to see her and she makes me remember Malia. I have to survive for my friends, for my father, for Malia.
"I can control myself" i say undertone, thinking about Malia, she bring me back to my nightmare, she help me, she´s my anchor. "I can control myself" i say more strong and getting away the sword for my estomach "I can control myself!" i shout and i drop the sword, i looked up and see the nogitsune "I can improve!" i shout to him. He laughs so much and make me angry.
"How?" he ask laughing
"With my anchor!" i shout, then i see Scott and he look at me too. I think that was a bad idea say that, i think i make him remember Allison. But he just smile and nod."I finally found my own anchor! Someone to live for, someone important!" i shout and that makes me get strong. I twirl to Lydia, and she look at me, she smile and nod too "Someone real" i say to her undertone. She nod. Maybe will not be Stiles and Lydia, but it cuould be Stiles for Lydia; just like friends.
Because now will be Malia and Stiles, and Stiles for Malia.
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My "ANCHOR"(Stalia Fanfiction) [ EDITING ]
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