Wicked style, Liam Dunbar

4.1 Amnesia

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'Don't forget me'
- Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd, Lana Del Rey
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Things have been going great for the last few weeks. I got out of rehab five weeks ago and I'm feeling so much better. I was in rehab for a month and half so I've been 11 weeks clean.

I've also finally got my visions under control and actually can process what is being shown to me, and can sense when one is about to happen.

To be honest it's been a little weird without Anna around but I've gotten used to it. Liam has also practically moved in with me because he is worried that if I'm on my own I'll get tempted to go to the club but I'm not complaining because he's always around.

There has also not been any supernatural related mysteries lately so all of us have been normal teenagers. However, I think Stiles is getting a little bored and is waiting for some supernatural mysteries to begin again.

James is still travelling the world and the last I heard from him he was in Rome. But I don't think he's left just to see the world I think he's trying to find someone. Maybe trying to find his old pack.

I think Hayden has somewhat forgiven me for everything with Anna but she is still holding a grudge because she did die because of me.

On the whole, things have been great.

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It's nightfall, and fallen leaves are blowing in the wind as thunder rumbles overhead. Atlas stands near an old, light blue truck on the side of the road. He looks down near the rear tire on the driver's side, where Liam is kneeling beside it. After a moment, he smiles weakly. "What?"

Liam looks up at him for a moment and sighs. "Nothing."

Atlas, realizing that Liam is bashful about being wrong about his new car and sighs as well. "We should have taken my car. Like I said. Several times."

Liam weakly attempts to defend his truck. "It's a new car!"

Atlas gives him a look. "It was new to someone. About twenty years ago."

Liam, growing impatient with Atlas' snarky comments, mockingly chuckles at him as he circles around the trunk to grab a jack.

Atlas laughs at his boyfriend's mocking, as does Liam. However, the smile wipes off his face when he sees the trunk is empty. He sheepishly turns to Atlas and clicks his tongue before he finally speaks. "There's no jack."

Atlas smirks at Liam as he walks over to the other end of the truck, where he lifts up the front bumper with both hands. "Grab the spare."

Liam chuckles as he walks back to the trunk, only to once again frown when he sees that the trunk is truly empty. He returns to the side of the truck, and Atlas' expression becomes slightly exasperated when he realizes Liams has come back empty-handed. "No spare?"

"No spare." Atlas rolls his eyes as he sets the front of Liams truck back down on the ground before they both walk closer to each other. Liam gives him an apologetic look. "I know, worst date ever."

Atlas smirks and shrugs. "We've had worse. Remember the double date with Mason and Corey?"

Liam smiles at the embarrassing memory and takes a step closer to him. "What about New Year's?"

"Christmas with your parents?" Atlas chuckles.

"That time we went pistol shooting with Scott and Stiles, and Stiles-"