Well I've been afraid of changing cause I built my life around you.
Sequel to Lover Boy.
Book 2/2
[All rights go to Jeff Davis and MTV, I don't own any characters/content that arent my own]
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full disclosure: i am changing theo's birthday to fit my narrative, just go with it please.
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"Okay, so his family left town when he was ten-"
"Eleven," Olive interrupted Stiles, rolling her eyes as she shut the door to the Sheriff's office. He looked back at her with narrow eyes and she sighed. "August 27th, the day after his birthday."
"Your birthdays are a day apart? Jesus, can this get cornier?" Stiles shakes his head before turning to his dad. "Okay, he was eleven when he left town, his sister had an accident when he was eight-"
"She drowned," Olive interrupted him again, earning an exasperated sigh from Stiles as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "She didn't have an accident, Stiles, she died."
"Olly, can you please stop interrupting me-"
"No, I won't actually, because unlike you, I actually remember Theo, and Tara for that matter. You're already treating him like a criminal and you've said three words to him, tops. What is your problem?" Olive folds her arms over her chest as Stiles takes a deep breath, looking at her. He opens his mouth to say something before furrowing his eyebrows.
"Wait a minute, whose Tara?" Stiles looks at her with confusion and Olive tosses her arms in the air frustratedly.
"His sister!" She raises her voice slightly, turning to the sheriff. "Look, I grew up with this kid, he is harmless. Can we just drop the Theo thing and focus on who- or what tried to kill Scott last night?"
"Scott's working on that, I am pursuing other leads," Stiles explained nonchalantly.
"Dead leads," Olive raised an eyebrow and Stiles narrowed his eyes at her.
"You know nothing. Guilty until proven innocent," He points at her before turning back to his dad. "Dad, this kid is a werewolf."
"Your best friend is a werewolf," The sheriff deadpans and Stiles just blinks at him a few times. "You're dating a were-coyote, there's a twin flame standing right there, and I still have no idea what Kira is supposed to be! When flying monkeys come soaring through the station, then you will have my full attention. Until then please, just go to school."
"I will go if you promise to do a full background check on the Raekens," Stiles raises an eyebrow, pointing at his father. Olive mumbled a frustrated "oh my fucking god" under her breath and Noah immediately shook his head.
"Look, just because I'm the only law enforcement officer who knows about this stuff does not mean I will drop everything as soon as you have a minor suspicion, now please-"
