it felt like heaven to flirt with hell (Thiam-Teen Wolf FanFiction)

Happy Pills

Someone might call it obsession. Liam liked to call it curiousity.

That was all it was. He was just curious why he felt like someone ripped his heart out of his chest, and burried it six feet under the ground. Because that was exactly what it felt like hearing the screams, the pleads of mercy comming out of Theo's mouth as Tara dragged him down to... somewhere.

It didn't make sense... From the moment Theo crossed the mountain ash and Liam's heart broke, nothing made sense. They had something. They had to. Those nights out, in the preserve under the stars, on the park's benches eating candies and smoking cigarettes... Liam thought it meant something. But the only person he could ask was gone and he didn't even know where he disappeared.

So, yes maybe he got obsessed. Spending hours in animal clinic reading Deaton's books, trying to find anything, any clue that could help him figure out what exactly happened to the First Chimera. Maybe he got annoying too. Begging Noshiko, Kira's mom, on his knees couple of times. But Deaton was almost always out of the city and his books didn't make any sense without him. And Noshiko... she refused answering any of his questions before he answers one of hers:

"Why do you want to know?"

He didn't know the answer! Because he was in love? No, after everything he's done to him there was no way Liam still loved him. He had Hayden. They were taking their time with the l-word but Liam was pretty sure he loved Hayden, and she loved him back. Because he wanted to know if anything of it was real? Deep down he already knew it wasn't. He was too blind, he let Theo manipulate him, he let him tear the pack apart. No, those kisses and sweet words weren't real. Because he wanted to know if he was in pain or if he was even alive? What change would that make...

No, it was good the way things were. They had bigger problems anyway. The Ghost Riders were taking people one by one. First Stiles (who Liam still didn't remember), then his parents (who Liam rather didn't remember than living alone in the empty house). The months of researches had to stop. Theo was gone and it was better that way. Liam had other priorities now.

...

The lock to animal clinic was always hard to shut. If Liam wasn't supernatural and couldn't see in the dark, he would probably spent hours trying to lock it up. It was something close to four in the morning, the night cold and dark, streets empty. He made his way home, hating how good the cigarette in his mouth tasted and smelled. Hating how he went to Deaton's to find answers for their Ghost Rider problem, and ended up leafing through books looking for Skinwalkers. He found nothing. But the idea of catching the Riders with the help of lightning didn't seem so absurd now. But there were only three people who could control the electricity. One of them was dead, and the other two gone.

There were two cars parked in front of his house. One was his parents', it wasn't used in a while. The other one belonged to Mason. The light in the kitchen was on.

Liam swore under his breath. There was no way his best friend decided to visit him in the middle of the night without a reason. Something bad had to happen. He put out a cigarette, left it weakly smoke in his driveway and entered his house.

"Mase?" He asked warily, expecting the worst case scenario.

"We're here." His best friend responded, his voice rough from exhaustion. Liam picked up three heartbeats comming from kitchen. One Mason's, one probably Corey's and one unmistakably Hayden's. What was going on?

"Hey guys...?" It came out more like a question but when he saw them there, Mason obviously exhausted, half asleep on Corey's shoulder, the chameleon nervously sqeezing the cup of tea in his hands and Hayden anxiously pacing through kitchen, he couldn't help but expect the worst. Neither of them answered, they just looked at him.