Mind over Matter

Surprise

You all have earned this chapter. I'm sorry I have post poned it. So very sorry. I figured I should post before vacation and... My first 1k reads on a story, you guys have no idea what's going on in my mind Right now I'm just YAAAAAY!

"Don't do it" he whispered as he pulled his legs up onto the couch with him. "Don't do it" his eyes were glued to the screen in front of him.

She reached out for the curtain hanging before her. Her fingers curling around it. She jerked it aside.

"You idiot! Run!" he screamed at the screen the same time the woman screamed when the killer slashed his chainsaw at her.

He clutched a pillow in his arms as he leaned forwards grumbling under his breath about how it was completely cliché for her to trip over the air. He s'reamed for her to get up and run to the police station just across the street but no, army crawling on your back seemed to be the smarter idea.

The girl eventually got to her feet and ran cross the street. The horror themed music began playing meaning her death was coming. The girl got to the station door but it was locked.

"Of fucking course!" he growled.

Riiiiing!

"AHHHHHHH!" he jolted out of his seat, popcorn went flying from his lap. His heart was pounding in his chest. He looked around at the sound of another ring and the buzzing from beside him. He unlocked his phone and brought it to his ear.

"Stiles you idiot!" he growled into the phone. There was laughing on the other end of the line. "Its not funny"

"Scott it's always funny. I told you not to watch horror movies alone in the dark." Stiles was still biting back laughter.

"Whatever. Why are you calling, if its just to make fun of me I'm hanging up-"

"No wait Scott. I actually wanted to ask you something" Stiles voice wavered just a bit. Scott sat up straighter at the sound of his best friends tone.

"Sure buddy what's up?" something sounded seriously wrong with his friend. There was silence on the other end of the line. He heard Stiles take a deep breath. "Stiles-"

"Do you think I'm attractive to gay guys?"

Scott was speechless. Did Stiles seriously just- no he didn't. But he did. Why is he- "Stiles are you okay?"

"What?" Stiles scoffed. "Dude, Its a serious question."

"What the hell Stiles I thought something was seriously wrong and your asking me if you think gay guys find you attractive!? Stiles what the hell!" Scott growled as he raked his fingers through his fluffy dark hair. A warm chuckle sounding from him.

"I'd say sorry but I'm not really all to sorry. Now answer the question."

"Uh I don't know Stiles why don't you don't know ask a gay guy" Scott states. There was a scoff and mumbling. "Why are you asking anyway?"

"Jackson called me a fairy and kept telling me to stop messing with his mind or whatever. I don't know. Its stupid that he would even think that. I'm not even gay. Pfft me gay that's like not even-"

"Stiles-"

"Like I can't be gay-"

"Stiles I know your gay"

"That would be crazy like- wait you knew?" he was surprisingly quiet on the other end.

"Yes bro. I knew, hell I knew when we were 13 and you asked me if you could try something weird. I'm your best friend Stiles of course I knew. But I still love you bro and I'm cool with it. Obviously." silence filled the room for what felt like forever. "Stiles, you there man?"

"Huh, oh yeah sorry. Thanks bro." he let out a sigh and a low chuckle.

"And plus Jackson's a dick anyway. Don't believe anything he tells you" Scott protested. Stiles huffed out a humorless breath and nodded even thought he knew Scott couldn't see it through the phone.

"All right. I gotta go dude, I'll see you on Monday." Stiles grinned.

"Bye man" Scott hung up the phone.

With a groan Stiles threw himself down onto his bed. He has never felt more confused about anything in his life. He did feel though as if someone was messing with his brain. It felt like putty lately and it left him feeling empty all the time. He remembers Jackson being around most of the time he got the reaccuring aches in his skull. Probably because all Jackson is, is a headache. Stiles yawned and shimmed under his covers.

He checked the time on his phone real quick. 10:42 wow he was going to bed early. But that doesn't matter. After the day he has had sleep sounds like the best thing for him at the moment.

With his mind softly buzzing with the idea of Jackson being the cause to his brain being damaged he somehow managed to drift into sleep.

Does Jackson find me attractive? Is that why he said what he did? What mind game is he talking about?

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