My "ANCHOR"(Stalia Fanfiction) [ EDITING ]

The potoghraph

MALIA:

Yesterday in the night a miss the warm and cozy body of Stiles. Why i leave him? Why he lie me? Why he need to be so stupid? Why i have to be human? Why i know him? Why?!

I remeber that i see a TV program with Stiles about broken hearts. He laugh and i don't understand why, maybe he could be doing the same thing now, laughing about me, that i trust him, that i belive in him. Maybe he didn't care about me.

I remember that in the TV show i see that the girl went to a party. She get drunk and then the guy who loves her carry her to his come and everything again is as i was before.

In school, we are going to have a party, maybe i can go.

I have to go the house of Stiles to find some clothes. I enter through the window and he wasn't in his room. I don't care and i enter, i tripped with his bed and i fall down on the floor. Under his bed he have something, a kind of phtograph, i take it and i see it.

I can't belive it, when he take it? I remeber i was in his house that day, the day we go to skate. The day he told me he loves me, but if he love me, why he lie me? God! All this stupid human things make me more confuse.

Why i cannot just change back to a coyote?

Why i met Stiles?

Why i have to be human?

I see the photo again, i have my denim jacket, and jeans; i was sitting in the kitchen and i didn't realize that he take it.

What does it mean? He miss me? But if he miss me, why the photo is under his bed?

I take the potograph and i broke it in many pieces, one second later i fell tears in my cheeks, why Stiles make me more confuse?

One noice sound i twirl, he was there, standing infront of me, what i am supposed to do? Run? Kiss him? Hit him? Hug him? But the only thing i do was stare at him.

STILES:

Malia was infront of me, i don't know what i have to do. I have many questions to ask her. She miss me? Why she dont answer my phone? What she was doing here? But the only thing that i do was so fast, i pull myself to her and i kiss her.

She didn't answer but i fell some tears in my cheeks, i pass my hand through all her back then i stopped in her hip, maybe it was some seconds just kissing her like i kiss the wall, but she suddenly pass her hands through my neck and she go down so slowly answering the kiss, she end the kiss but she never separate from me, then she shook her head.

"Dont play with me Stiles, is not fair" she say with tears in her eyes.

"What you mean? I'm not doing anything!" i said more loud that i want. I want to shout her that i love her, but the words just don't come out.

"I mean of the photo! My photo" she shout and i paralyzed. How she know about it? I use to keep it under my bed where nobody can find it, i take it yesterday to see Malia just in a photo and cry, but i remeber i put it under my bed again. "And i mean that you don't really like me, or love me. Whatever you want to call it" she shout with tears in her cheeks "You dont trust me to tell me about Peter, Stiles, he is my father!"

"What i'm supposed to do Malia, let you to go? Sorry, but i dont want you to leave me" i shout and tears start to come out too.

"How i know you dont lie about other things? Like Lydia, for example" she shout and i paralyzed. How she know about her? Oh god! No! I remeber i tell her about Lydia, but Lydia is my past, Malia is now my future.

"How i know you dont have an other guy? Someone you can have sex every night, huh?" i shout. But that was not i want to say to her, i trust her as anyone else, but the words just get out to my mouth.

She shook her head and she passed me.

"Malia..." i start to say and she twirl she and me, we were sorrounded by tears, i dont know what say to her. She only shook her head and run away.

How i can be just so supid to tell her that? Now, how can she ever forgive me?

I look at the floor and i see her photo broken in pieces, like our love is becoming.

NO! Stiles, dont give her up. She is yours! You two are more than a couple, you two are a family, you are her anchor. And she is ....

YOUR OWN KIND OF ANCHOR.