BEWARE! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! A TISSUE BOX IS HIGHLY RECOMENDED WHILE READING THIS! (ANGSTANGSTANGSTANGSTDEATHANGSTANGSTANGST) This is from a series on AO3 called '15 Minutes'.
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______________________________The really unfortunate thing about being the awkward skinny boy with hands and mouth all over the place, surrounded by people who all could make carriers in the modeling is that you become as good invisible to the world. No one notices you when there are beautiful people around you. And those beautiful people don't see you unless they need something from you.
Stiles handled it all rather well at least for a while, he handled it because he had Scott even with Allison still claiming most of Scott's attention Stiles still had his best friend, but soon it became clear Stiles and Scott were over and it was now Scott and Isaac. But with Scott so focused on his werewolf buddy and his huntress girlfriend Stiles began to realize how alone he really was, with each unanswered text or call to Scott, and with each conversation he was left out of during lunch and with each night returning to a home that was empty and silent the loneliness grew inside of him like a vicious cancer.
But Stiles handled it all as best he could, he ignored the sting of pain he felt every time he was left out of things, he ignored the hurt he felt when Erica told him he wasn't pack, or when Jackson called him loser and Scott said nothing instead let out a little laugh, and Stiles ignored everything as best he could but when his birthday rolled around the time of pretending that everything was okay was over.
Stiles had woken-up to find himself alone in the house, which wasn't all that strange not even on his birthday considering how devoted his father was to his work, but there wasn't even a tiny note from his dad wishing him Happy Birthday. It was enough to bring tears into Stiles eyes but he gather himself up and drove towards the McCall House expecting to find Scott there ready to wish him happy birthday and a hug, on Stiles birthday they had a tradition of watching cartoons while eating Stiles birthday cake which he'd baked the night before, but all Stiles finds is an empty house. Stiles slips back into his Jeep and called his best friend, his brother from another mother answers after a few rings, 'Stiles, dude, I'll call you later.' Stiles could hear Isaac in the background telling Scott to hurry up, and Allison laughing with Lydia. Stiles ended the call swiftly because he really didn't want Scott to hear him crying, sobbing.
Without really thinking Stiles tries calling Derek who picks up and snaps, 'What now Stiles?' it's enough to remind the teen that they weren't even friends and so Stiles apologizes for disturbing Derek and ends the call without another word.
Not willing to go home to an empty house Stiles takes drives around Beacon Hills for a while, the birthday cake spreading a sweet sugary scent, Stiles drives around and around until he sees Scott and everyone but Peter and Derek leaving the Stiles favorite diner. They were all laughing and smiling, causing Stiles stomach to drop, Scott has his arm thrown over Isaac shoulder the way he'd once done with Stiles. Boyd and Erica are the first to notice him, Lydia and Jackson are next and then Allison who informs Scott of what they have all now noticed.
Scott catches his eye and Stiles just feels an overpowering sense of sadness surge in his heart because he feels like this is a goodbye.
The next thing he knows Stiles is standing in the middle of the road watching as Scott and Isaac are running towards what looks like his baby, but his Jeep is resting on its roof and the there's broken glass everywhere and bent metal. There's also a large truck, the truck driver looks absolutely shocked and keeps repeating the words, 'I didn't - I didn't even see him - fuck.'

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