Cry Me A River | Book Two/Season Two

EPILOGUE

I take in a deep breath as I enter Scott's room where him and Stiles sit, talking about nonsense, I'm sure.

"Oh, hey Alara." Scott says as I sit on the edge of his bed next to Stiles.

Stiles, rather than speaking, greets me with a kiss to the side of my head. I smile at the gesture before remembering what I came in here to do.

Scott still doesn't know about the change in species, and Stiles still doesn't know that I killed James.

"I have something to tell you, Scott." I say, meeting his confused eyes.

"Yeah, you might wanna buckle up for this one." Stiles jokes, trying to lighten the mood.

"Actually Stiles, there's more that you don't know." I hear him swallow hard, and I know he's nervous for what I'm about to say.

"Scott, James-he turned me." I tell him, deciding that being upfront and honest is the best way to go. Scott physically reacts by tilting his head, trying to process.

"Like...into a vampire?" He questions, leaning forwards on his elbows that're placed on his knees.

"Kind of. The thing is...I kept the werewolf part too. I'm both." I admit, waiting for his reaction.

"Like a hybrid." Stiles adds, trying to help Scott understand.

"Is now a bad time to tell you how freakin' cool that is?" Scott asks, trying to hide his smile.

"Slightly, yes, because there's more." I say, feeling my nerves grow. "I did something bad. Really bad."

"Like what?" Stiles asks, taking my hand in his.

"I killed him." I admit, looking at the ground as tears sting in my eyes. I hate to admit it, but he was right. The guilt is too much.

"You killed James?" Scott asks for confirmation. I nod my head as I look up at him. His emotion is hard to read. "I'm sorry." Is all he responds with.

"For what?" I ask, holding Stiles' hand tighter.

"For not paying enough attention and helping you find another way out. For being a shit brother." He says, standing up and sitting on the side of me that Stiles isn't.

"It's not your fault." I reply, my voice barely audible. "I'm a murderer."

"No, you're a survivor." Stiles corrects me. I look up at him to see that his eyes are also teary.

"The thing is...I was happy to do it. I was relieved when I was holding his heart in my hands. I didn't feel any remorse or sadness in the moment." I tell them ashamedly.

"You took out his heart?" Scott asks, shocked.

"See? It's awful." I cover my face in my hands, the tears unstoppable.

"That's pretty gruesome, Alara, but just because you did a bad thing doesn't mean that you're a bad person." Scott says, wrapping his arm lightly around my shoulder.

"And, in all honesty, James deserved it." Stiles jokes, nudging my shoulder.

"That doesn't help the guilt." I respond as I rise to my feet and begin to pace the room.

"It's gonna be okay." Scott assures me from his spot next to Stiles, an empty space in between them where I was once sitting.

"I don't think it will be. I don't think I'll ever be the same."

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andddd we're done with season 2

i kind of hate this epilogue but i wasn't sure what to do with the confession and stuff or how lighthearted or heavy to make it so this is what you get LMAO

thank you so much for reading all the way through the second book, and if you choose to stay for the third, thanks x2 <3

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