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chapter thirteen, act one omega
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NUMBNESS. That's the perfect word to describe how June was feeling. Numb. Only weeks have passed since her grandma's death and Juniper had spent it all on her bed. She only got up to the bathroom, and the pick her tray of food, which Melissa sweetly let her every day.
She didn't like to talk, with anyone, except Stiles, who constantly visited her and talk to her, and even if they both had kissed in the past before they hadn't talked about where their relationship was right now.
It was like both of them knew the answer but they were too afraid to say it out loud, so they ignored it and pretended that whatever they had in the past never happened, even if it hurt each other.
"Hey, June, how are you doing?", Stiles asked, kneeling on the floor so his height is the same as June's, who was laying in her bed, covered in her blanket, her face was the only thing out of it.
"Like always, fucking good", she said sarcastically.
Stiles let out a small smile, "You're going to school today?", he asked.
"No, thank you", she mumbled.
"I brought you some books if you want to entertain yourself learning new spells", he said, showing her the books.
June glances at the book, "Thanks Stiles", she says.
"Don't worry about it", he said, smiling with tenderness at her, his heart broke in pieces at her state, he wanted her to feel better, but that wasn't his decision to make.
A knock on the door was heard from outside, "Stiles, we need to go", Scott said from behind the door.
"Yeah-i'm coming", he yelled back at him. "I gotta go, but you read this and then you can show me, deal?", he said, trying to get her out of bed.
