Inside the locker room, Sophia stood beside Scott and Isaac. Isaac's hand entwined in her own, providing comfort to the girl whose twin brother was missing due to her own mistakes.
Stiles hand entwined with her own, it wasn't her fault. Gerard used her family to manipulate her, she had delivered Derek she would have been the one to kill him.
"I'm sorry" she spoke, remorse covering her face
His head shook "You have nothing to apologise for"
"I got to meet with the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson." a sigh passed the fathers lips "I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means - the hell, I don't know what that means. Um, look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if either one of you see him -"
"We'll call you." Isaac assured, he may not have enjoyed Stiles' company but his life was Sophia's life.
Everyone realised the bond of the Stilinski twins, they'd die, kill for one another but her children knew a different story. One of guilt, blame, anger and harsh words that destroyed the girl and swore they may once return to being siblings of some sort but not ever once again would they be twins.
"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him." the words by the McCall were meant to calm the father but if it anything it just worried him more
"Yeah." Noah nodded, "I'll see you, okay?"
The father had taken a couple of steps when his daughter's voice stopped him, her arm lifted around his torso, providing comfort to the father. "He'll be okay dad"
"I know" a sigh passed his lips "i'm just worried about him" his hand cupped her cheek, a kiss placed on her hair line "be safe kiddo, and call"
"I promise dad"
Sophia went back, standing by the side of Isaac and Scott. Coach appeared, devastated by the incident on the field "McCall." a stern look glued to his face "We need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up."
"Yeah, I know, Coach."
"He was right" Melissa's eyes shot to her son "You truly did" "I've gotten better" the boy defended but all Sophia truly cared about was Coach.
Sophia's head shook, a hand place upon her heart "Poor Coach, that man deserves a hug"
"All right. I mean, I-I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenberg, but, you know, that's different. " Sophia nodded, the man's anger towards the boy was understandable "It's Greenberg. I'm just saying we - I need you on the team." He tried his best to keep his composure but the guilt and pain always slowly seeped through "Get your grades back up."
