𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 ~ 𝐒.𝐒

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞

    Conan Blaine was perfect. A perfect student, a perfect son, a perfect athlete. He was even captain of the track team. Every time he closes his eyes, he remembers the day it all went crashing down.

"Leukemia," the women said. I couldn't breathe, the air leaving my lungs as she spoke about treatments and my odds. Her voice was muffled, my ears were ringing, eyes stinging. 'Leukemia' I thought to myself. I choked out a sob, looking over to my mother. She had a terrifying look in her eyes. And at that moment I could feel the world start to close in on me. I was suffocating.

"You have 5 years at most," The doctor spoke again. No, no no no no no.

"But, im only a sophmore. I just turned sixteen! I am captain of the fucking track team for gods sake!" I yelled out. "I cant die," I finished, my voice quieter.  

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  These were the events leading up to my family moving to Beacon Hills. My mom grew up there and decided that we should be there during my last few years. 'My last few years' I thought to myself, a sick feeling burning in my abdomen. I can even think about it without wanting to cry.

  As we pulled into our new house I noticed a blue jeep sitting in the driveway next to ours. Most of the boxes are already inside, I just have to unpack them.

  "your room is upstairs, the first door to the left," my mom called out as I walk into the house. The walls were painted white, everything was so clean, way to clean. I walk up the stairs, into the bathroom and look into the mirror. My blonde locks are all over the place. My skin is pale, the only color in my face is my purple underneath my eyes.

"Jesus christ, I looked like I just came back from the dead," I mumbled to myself.

  "You've always looked like that," I hear a voice behind me remark. I turn around to see my little brother Benjamin smirking at me. His golden hair shining in the light. He looks perfect, I imagine thats what I would look like if I wasn't sick.

  "Fuck off Ben!" I yell at him chasing him through the door. As I try to tackle him, a sharp pain shoots through my side. "Ah," I breathe out. I go to sit down on the couch, gripping my side.

  "Hey, honey are you okay?" My mom calls out.

  "yea, I'm fine," I yell back, "Im fine," I say, more trying to convince myself.

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  I was walking outside to my car to get to my new school when I heard a voice to my right. I stopped in my tracks, confused.

"Hey," A voice rang out. I looked over to see a boy. He looks my age and he has brunette hair. He smiled over at me, a smile so bright I was almost blinded. "You're new to town?" He asked, he obviously knew the answer though.

  "Uh, yea, I am," I said back to the brunette. "Just moved in yesterday, actually," I informed him.

"Yea, I seen the move in trucks yesterday, anyways are you heading to school?" he asked me, the smile forming back over his face.

"Um, yes actually," I give him a half smile. I don't think that i've smiled sinse my diognosis. "Im getting my schedule when I get there so I should probably get going," I say to him, pointing to my car.

  "Oh yea! sure, I'll see you there," He stutters. I wave at him and go sit into my car, turning on the engine. Before I close the door I hear the brunette yell out again  "Im Stiles!" I smile at him, what a weird name.

   "Conan," I yell back out at him, before driving off, ready to start the at the new school and happy that I already might have a new friend.

A/N- I know this kind of sucks and this is super short but I didn't have a long time to write this. I honestly can't wait to write more about Conan. Also Bi Stiles supremacy fr!