Stiles knew the pack was distant, and for good reason, but he ignored it, they were the only family he had, he did have his father, but he was always at work, providing for them, but what happens when two vampires save him and claim that he can help...
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TW: Mention of past rape, Abuse, and Guilt tripping
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It's been a week, a week of Stiles living in this weird place. A week of Stiles getting off his bed and just staying in his room. There was nothing out there, no one he could talk to. This is how it ends, the prophecy, Violet and Louis, everything was a lie.
Lichen had them in his hands now, that sick, psychotic bastard. He enjoyed all of this, he enjoyed seeing Stiles like this, enjoyed controlling Violet and Louis.
Stiles felt like he had felt last week, empty, alone. He hasn't tried to look for Violet or Louis, I mean, they didn't look for him. They didn't come see him, they didn't even look his way, and when they did, their eyes were hollow, they didn't feel anything towards him anymore.
It's all bullshit, they just started dating, and they were happy, well at least Stiles thought they were, now look, everything was ruined because of one stupid question.
Was he ever their mate? Or did they lie? Was there ever a prophecy? He questioned everything now. All the times Louis cuddled him, told him that he was beautiful, told him that he would never leave, all of it was lies, and Stiles is now realizing that.
With a huff, Stiles sat up on his bed, looking to the door when it opened to reveal a female vampire.
"Lichen wants to see you,"
"Fuck you, get out of my room," Stiles sneers at her, but the girl doesn't budge. He huffs, grabs the plate on his bedside table, and chucks it at her.
The girl just catches it and lays it on the new dresser that they have given Stiles. "Lichen does not like to wait," She spoke, looking at him.
Stiles huffs, swinging his legs over the bed. "I hate the supernatural, all of you, you are all annoying, I hope you all starve," Stiles grumbles out, pulls on his shoes, and then looks at the cement wall slash window.
It had a huge dent in it and dried blood on it. He scoffs and turns back around, making his way to the door. "Move," He roughly shoves the vampire to the side, walking down at hall.
"Ah, if it isn't the mortal, nice to have you here," Lichen spoke when Stiles walked into the common room, a huge smile on his face.
Like always, Stiles' eyes scanned the room, and like all the other times, Violet and Louis stood on either side of the vampire. They were looking at him, their red eyes emotionless, they were just unrecognizable at this point.
"Shut up, you old bastard, what do you want from me," Stiles glares at him, crossing his arms.
Lichen grins, adjusting himself on his chair. "So, how do you feel about being a vampire?"
