⋅•⋅⊰•☽༓☾•⊱⋅•⋅ Chapter fifty seven season 4 episode 8 "Time of death au" ⋅•⋅⊰•☽༓☾•⊱⋅•⋅
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SCARS, scars were a part of life. Whether you fell as a kid in the playground, had to have surgery, or just had a tough childhood, scars were what remained. Kaitlin always saw scars as a reminder. They're scars for a reason, they didn't hurt anymore, but they were there to remind you of all the things you lived through. Moments that almost killed you and the ones that made you who you are.
Since she was a child, she stared at her scars and remembered she was a fighter. That if she could overcome those times in her life, she could do anything.
So now, as she sat in the passenger seat of her brother's car, she needed that reminder more than ever.
"You're doing it again..."
"Hmm?"
Kaitlin looked up from her arm and caught her brothers glance.
"Doing what?"
"Going quiet when you've something on your mind..."
Kaitlin lowered her gaze to the radio, an old song by all time low playing quietly as they drove. She couldn't help but think of Stiles. He was everywhere she looked, in her phone, at her house, at school, even in stupid music they used to listen to together. It infuriated her how much she missed him.
"Is this a good idea?" She questioned idly.
"Probably not...but we're going to do it anyway"
"Mom told us to never visit Oakley Cross"
Oakley cross was the name of a building about an hour away from beacon Hills. From the outside it was a simple herb and incense shop, but to a select few, it was a sanctuary for witches who wanted answers, books upon books of ancient history about the seven covens, old spells, relics, anything you could think of.
