NIGHTMARE | Teen Wolf |Scott/Stiles

U Get To Keep A Little Bit Of My Soul

(Deep end-birdy)
(A few months ago)
The night was still young but Marisa was fast asleep, not noticing Stiles as he tossed and turned in his bed.

Finally, he turned to face her as she slept on her back. When he took in and let out a large breath, Marisa opened her eyes, glaring at the ceiling
"What?" She asked with a cold tone.

"I always sleep in the middle of the bed" Stiles whispered. Marisa looked over at him, so done with him

"Not anymore" Marisa muttered, patting his shoulder as she turned her back to him tiredly

"I know. I'm trying" Stiles stated as he watched her turn. He laid on his back as Marisa turned to look at him again, lying on his chest as Stiles wrapped his arm around her.

Stiles placed his hand over Marisas, closing his eyes for a moment before letting out a deep sigh before sitting up "Yeah, I can't sleep unless I'm in the middle" he told her.

Marisa dropped her arms to her sides with an aggravated sigh
"Then we spoon" she told him before moving over and turning onto her side with her back to him.

"Spoon. I can spoon" Stiles nodded as he turned, pulling the blanket over her as he wrapped his arm around her with his arm extended on the pillow above their heads.

He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again, moving his arm uncomfortably
"What now?" Marisa complained

"My arm is falling asleep" Stiles whispered. Marisa let him go and stiles turned his back to her, shaking his arm out before lying on his side for a moment "Well I don't like this" he told her

"I'm gonna kill u. Like literally. Painfully." Marisa told him coldly.

"I know. I know. I'm sorry" Stiles groaned. He turned around to face her with a little smile. Marisa rolled her eyes

"Fine. Come here" she caved. Stiles smiled, turning onto his side in the middle of the bed with his back facing Marisa. Marisa wrapped her arm around him, holding his hand against his stomach.

Stiles furrowed his brows as he adjusted, putting his arm over hers
"I think this is good" he told her as Marisa closed her eyes and nestled into the pillow "Yeah. This is good" he nodded assuredly

"Good. Cause if u move even a twitch, I will kill u" Marisa nodded and stiles smiled, closing his eyes
(Now)
Stiles opened his eyes and turned around, looking at the empty space in his bed beside him longingly.

He picked up his phone, looking down at all the missed phone calls and texts he sent to Marisa that she never replied to. Eventually, she stopped opening them all together.

And so stiles was left with a void in his bed, lying down on his back staring up at the ceiling alone.

Marisa tossed and turned around in the guest bed in Scotts house, stopping in the off center of the bed as she stared at the empty space beside her..alone.

-

"I know he hurt u...but ur supposed to be with Scott, Marisa" Derek spoke as he walked into Cora's room, seeing Marisa and Cora sat with a lap top on their laps

"And this is supposed to be our home, not a hostile" Marisa shrugged casually and Derek gave her a look

"She's right" Cora smiled evilly "U wanna tell us what that girls doing in ur bed?"

"That girls..name is Braden" Derek told them and the two girls hissed

"That wasn't helpful for u" Cora muttered