Under The Sycamore Tree (A Liam Dunbar Fan Fic)

Prologue

Anais' POV

"Son of a-" I curse but immediately roll off my bed and fell flat on the floor with a loud thump. I groaned, I think I just felt my brain shake from the collision.

It was a Saturday morning and I don't usually get greetings from a creepy smiling Gollum. Literally. I sat up slowly and rubbed my head. I looked above me and once again greeted by the gigantic poster of Gollum plastered on the ceiling positioned above my bed, so that when I wake up, it's going to be the first thing I see. And it has Ansel's name all over it. He's always been the sneaky twin. We're like Phoebe and Max Thunderman, except we're not heroes... we're hunters.

He knew that ever since I was a kid, I am absolutely terrified of Gollum. For Real. Like everytime Gollum appears on the screen I'd close my eyes and hide my face under a pillow until his screen time is over... yes I'm that scared. Growing up, I'm not that terrified of him anymore, not like I used to, but I still get a little bit surprised and be startled everytime he just pops out.

I stood up and let myself fall on my bed and closed my eyes. Some of my dirty blonde hair with brown highlights got into my face and I just blew it away. I honestly don't care about my hair color when I was a kid..but last year, it made me sick of it in someway. We were on Aunt Kate's funeral and Gerard just came. I haven't seen him in my entire life..ever. What hurts me most is that his first words to me,

'You must be Anais. You look so much like Kate when she was your age'

I can feel a lump forming in my throat. I may look like Kate but I will never be like her. Never.

I just had another nightmare, it was the same for months now. Allison's death. I can still remember it clearly. Ansel and I followed behind, knowing that if we try to come here with the pack, Allison would just stop us and made us go back home. Ansel and I arrived at Oak Creek moments later and saw that the fight just began. Scott and Isaac in their werewolf form slashing Onis with their claws. Kira was with her mother fighting back Onis to which made me confuse because I thought the Onis only answers to Mrs. Yukimura. And then there's Allison. Allison just shot an arrow with a silver tip on an Oni's chest and then the Oni just exploded into dust. Then it happened so fast, with just a blink of an eye, another Oni stabbed Allison from behind. I remember tears falling down my cheeks as I called out her name. I should've done something to stop her death. But I wasn't able to do anything. I know Scott, Stiles, Kira, Lydia, Ansel and my dad keep telling me that it wasn't my fault that Allison died. She has a choice and she chose to save her friends, she knew the dangers on going to Oak Creek but she did anyway. She died saving her friends. She died a hero.

I opened my eyes and saw Gollum again but never reacted the way I did just moments ago. Clearly seeing Gollum giving you a creepy smile after waking up from a nightmare that is your sister's death first thing in the morning didn't help at all. I just stared at him blankly and noticed a sticky note stucked unto the poster. I squinted my eyes to get a better look at it and read the words 'Went to Liam's be back before nightfall' written in a bold black marker.

I glance at my clock to see it's already 11 am. How long was Ansel in Liam's and most importantly.. How the hell did he put up that poster without waking me up? But it's Ansel, he's a sneaky prankster.

Look Me and Liam have like zero connection to each other except that he is my brother's bestfriend, and that I usually hangout with them but no decent conversation have created between us. He's basically my frenemy. Like 80% friend and 20% enemy.

I don't really loathe Liam Dunbar. In fact, like any other girl at school I find him cute, attractive and dreamy. But of course I'll never admit that to anyone and I wasn't one those girls who stalks him and drools over him. That is so unlike me. So when the first day of the new semester started and my brother Ansel befriended him, I knew I would be enjoying his presence from now on.

But all that changed, when a few days later, it was Tuesday to be exact. I was out in our backyard painting. Yes I paint. But recently I have been painting so much that I'm already running out of canvas. The only reason why I keep on painting and painting lately is because it is Allison and I's favotite thing to do. Whenever I paint, it calms me down almost feeling like Allison's beside me. So today, I decided to paint the Sycamore tree on our backyard. It was Allison's favorite tree, she used to practice Archery with the tree being the target. She said that no matter how many arrows went piercing through the trunk of the tree, it doesn't complain (tsk, of course it's a tree). She said that no matter what, it still stands firm and tall and majestic.

My twin brother Ansel and Liam were playing baseball. I was fine with it as long as they don't bother me. But what happened was just the absolute worst. Out of nowhere the ball came hurdling into my direction and hitting my workplace causing my paint to make a mess on me and my painting. I was ready to explode in rage when I saw my painting. I've been spending the last five hours sitting on a stool with my butt hurting so bad I really think it turned flat and then this will happen? I knew Liam did it considering that he is holding a bat and guilt plastered all over his face. I wanted to yell at him, 'You are the shuckiest, shucked faced shank in the world!' But of-course learned to control my anger and just stormed off.

Everytime I see Liam's face, I remember what he did to me, to my artwork, an artwork that is dedicated to Allison. So when Ansel invited him to our house to play video games, I started to get annoyed at him and would scold the boys out, especially Liam.

But, after hours and hours of staring at my ruined artwork, Idea hit me like Zeus threw one of his lightning bolts at me. Instead of going all Bella Swan where I just sit in my room being all depressed but of course her reason is because he's vampire boyfriend, Edward left him where in my case, my painting just got ruined. Hey! Don't blame me I don't have a 'real' boyfriend. The only boyfriends I got are Fictional and some of them are dead (Fred Weasley, Augustus Waters, Finnick Odair and my baby Newt)

So I grabbed my art materials quickly and spent the whole weekend repairing, restoring, anything that would make my ruined artwork beautiful again.

I got up from my bed and went to my closet where I usually keep all my works and materials. I opened it and knelt down. I grabbed the canvas at the far end of the closet and stared at it for the next few moments. A smile found its to my face.

My once ruined painting, is now a breathtaking artwork.

I never actually told to anybody else but Ansel but what Liam did, with that little accident of his, just made my painting 100x better.

"Oh Allison, if only you're here to see this"