Monday, again. I had ignored all of Scott's sorry messages and calls, bro didn't even hesitate to let me die, well deserved.
Anyways, I had gone to Stiles' house on the Saturday and we were talking about how the Alpha had lured a cougar for the cover-ups, smart but also really dumb, what does he think is gonna happen when more murders happen?Anygays, he also told me about the video he had found on Lydia's phone, obviously I gave him a lecture for snooping and invasion of privacy but oh well, can't take it back now and also, why would Stiles listen to me?
I had told him about my brother not really remembering everything and also Jackson kissing me then running away.
It's cute how protective he became over me and Lydia.For Lydia he said, 'she deserves a man, not a boy' then proceeded to puff his chest out making him look like a cute child trying to protect his mother, then for me,
'Oh you poor thing, do you need me to call a therapist? How's the PTSD going? You might wanna get checked for any STD's'.So that was fun. Then we both discussed our shared anger for Scott. I was angry because he didn't even attempt to save me, and Stiles was angry for the same reason as me but also for not saving Sheriff from getting hit by the car. Dick. Move.
After that we all got pizza and had a good night before I had to leave.Yesterday, I sat in the living room, eating all the junk I could find and watching the saddest movies to cry to, sad times.
Now it's shitty Monday and I can't be missing anymore days of school so I'm getting ready.
The bruise on my neck has faded and is a greenish, yellowish colour, not very visible unless you look closely. My wrist still feels the same, still in the ugly blue brace but that's okay. The little cuts from the glass that are on my wrist have slightly healed but still look quite bad and the large gash on my stomach hurts like a bitch. The doctors prescribed me some medication but I need a guardian to collect it, which I don't currently have considering they are keeping my brother there for evaluation and until he regains his memory.So that's my fun life.
I'm currently trying to choose an outfit the options are, Black skirt with some tights and a cute dark blue sweater to match the brace, or jeans that flare near the ankles with an also blue crop-top that is sleeveless.
Hm.
I looked between both the outfits that was laid on the floor before realising, I can't make this decision on my own.I picked my phone up and video called the scream queen, LYDIAAAAAA. Hah..
"What do you want from me, it's 7AM?" Her bored voice whined down the phone.
"Ooh yay, you answered. Okay, I need you to choose my outfit." I quickly flipped the camera showing her the pairs on the floor.
I watched as she stared deeply down the phone."Wear the black skirt with a white top and a leather jacket, also the tights obviously, and some cute black boots." She nodded to herself.
I tilted my head and started thinking.
"Yeah, okay thanks. Will I see you today?" I asked hopefully, flipping the phone back towards me."Maybe." She gave me a wink before ending the call. Hmph okay. I took out a cute white cropped top that had a large smile printed on it, and also got one of my many leather jackets out. This one is special though, a few weeks before my parents died, my mom took me to the mall and we got it custom made. On the back I had badges sewn on, no idea what they were just chose the first things I saw. It also on the back of it has a family embroidery, it's like half a face which is cut off by the moon, bit crazy.
Anyways, after I got ready I rushed downstairs not wanting to be late, and picked an apple out of the food bowl. I've realised how much weight I have lost and need to start eating proper food.
I WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTH I WHIP MY HAIR BACK AND FORTH.
Sorry, just felt like it.
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