Hope Aflame (Stiles Stilinski)

Chapter 45

 The blonde pulls out one of Stiles' old shirts from her drawer slipping it over her head. 

His eyes soften seeing her in his clothing. 

The pair had been unusually quiet on their ride back to her place. 

The blonde was shocked he even wanted to spend the night given recent events.

 Figuring now is as good of time as any Alannah clears her throat before smiling warmly at Stiles.

 "You know you can tell me anything, right?" 

He's still been acting weird, and she doesn't know why. 

"I know." He sighs getting up. 

"I'm gonna take a shower, okay?" he announces and walks into her bathroom before she could even say anything. 

Alannah sighs in frustration at this and climbs into bed. 

Once Stiles gets out of the bathroom, he lays down in bed next to her. 

Wanting to feel his touch she moves closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

 He winces in pain at this. 

"Okay, take your shirt off now." she demands, setting up.

 "Babe, I'm not in the mood right now. Really tired." He jokes which gets an eye roll and annoyed huff out of the blonde. 

"Stop joking. I'm being serious. And you're always in the mood." She gives him an offended look.

 "I can move past you being jumpy and avoiding me or my touch, but I refuse to watch you pretend like nothing is wrong because something is obviously wrong with your shoulder." She tries to touch his hand, but he jumps away, ignoring her pleading look.

 "I fell." He lies, taking a step back from her out the bed. 

"Fell huh? That's why it's bleeding?" she stands up, getting off the bed as well. 

She had noticed the dark scarlet stain on his shirt at Eichen House and now it's on his new shirt.

 "Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" she pleads. 

"Because you would hate me!" he yells, making the girl jump in surprise. 

Alannah places her hands on Stiles hips causing him to look at her.

 "Stiles." Her voice is soft. 

"What happened?" she asks, "You can talk to me." 

Stiles locks his eyes with her, trying to hold back tears. 

"I did something bad. Really bad." She squeezes his hip gently, telling him he can continue.

 "I killed Donovan." He whispers. 

"The guy from the station?" she questions. 

"What happened?" she asks another question. 

"He was a Chimera." He pauses to see how Alannah is taking the news so far. 

"He attacked me after we said goodbye."

 "I should have stayed." The blonde voices. 

"I'm happy you left." Stiles confesses.

 "He threatened my dad and you. He had these sharp teeth on the palm of his hand, and he bit me into the shoulder so I ran, I ran." He tries to explain but loses his breath. 

Alannah moves her hands from his hips to his hands and rubs them gently.

 "Take it slow." She suggests.