Another Chance | STYDIA (ENG)

7.

Scott lowered his head sadly and didn't answer for a long moment. After a while, he raised his head and looked at me straight in the eye.

"Why do you ask abou him? " He finally replied in a trembling voice. He tried to hide the tears that I had noticed anyway.

"You know him, don't you? " Man nodded, then got up and went to the window.

"Why are you asking about him? " He asked without looking at me.

"Because I know him too. " I replied and he looked at me. "And I want to help him. "

"Where do you know him from? "

"It's a bit complicated..." I said, forming a straight line from my mouth and tucking my hair behind my ear. I always did that when I was nervous. Stiles apparently noticed this and sat down next to me.

"Calm down..." He said. "He'll believe you, I make sure of that. "

I smiled slightly to myself, then took a deep breath and continued.

"I met him when Allison and I were leaving the gallery. "

"What? When? " Scott interrupted me as he sat down in front of Stiles and me again.

"Recently. "

"But it's impossible." McCall said again. "He... He's now... "

"I know, he's at the hospital. I also know that he had an accident and he's in a coma. "

"How do you know that? "

"That's what I'm aiming for, but if you keep interrupting me like this, you won't know. " I said, to which boy just nodded. "I met Stiles, or rather his ghost. " I looked uncertainly at brunet to see his reaction. He stared at me with wide, disbelieving eyes. I glanced at Stiles, who told me to continue.

"I don't know how, but I can talk to ghosts and yes, I know it sounds comical, but it's true. Scott, listen. He needs your help, he needs to wake up from this coma. He must... Scott? "

Teenager nodded in disbelief.

"Do you enjoy it? I mean it. "

"I told you he won't believe me. " I directed my words to Stiles.

"Who are you talking to? " Scott asked uncertainly.

"Stiles! He's sitting next to me." I said, lowering my voice at the same time. "Scott, you know me. I wouldn't be lying about such a thing. "

"Ask him if he remembers thing about his father and my father. " Stiles interjected. He knew I didn't know much about it, so he repeated. "Ask if he remembers how his father nearly fired my father from the sheriff's office. "

"Remember when your father tried to fire Stiles' dad from the sheriff's office? Too many unsolved cases. However, both you and Stiles helped him solve one of the more serious ones, and thus Noah wasn't fired from his job. "

"How do you know? "

"From Stiles." I shrugged. "When you were little and went to the colonies, Stiles locked you on the balcony, and since the balconies were connected to each room, you walked through the balcony next to the other room. But instead of going back to your room, you made a mistake about one and walked into the coach's room and said you'd kill him. As a punishment, you had to clean toilets for a month and arrange books in the library in alphabetical order. For your 16th birthday, your mom agreed to buy you a motorbike. "I repeated every word from Stiles.

Scott looked confused. He got up, he wanted to say something, but stopped himself. I knew it would be hard to convince him, but I hoped he would believe me after all. I exchanged glances with Stiles. He winked at me and said he should believe now, and if not, he would convince him otherwise. Scott stepped closer and crouched down next to me.