NIGHTMARE | Scott/Stiles

Always Has Been. Always Will Be

So many good things could come of this.

But so many bad things will most likely come of it.

This is a dream. A NIGHTMARE! This can't be real. It's the universe messing with me. Screwing with me. Challenging me maybe. Testing me? Seeing what I'll do, how I'll react.

Well this is it universe. IM FUCKING LOSING IT!

All I need really is for that annoyingly amazing golden retriever but sometimes a total air head of a man to come over here and tell me he meant it— or if he didn't. Either way, it would call my mind—

But what if he didn't mean it? I want him to mean it. Idk what I'll do if he didn't mean it.

But then again, what if he did mean it? What would happen after that? There's no such thing as flying over the rainbow to happily ever after land or whatever happens in those silly kids movies.

It's not real.

This is real. This is very real—

Or is it? What if this rly is a nightmare and I'm just about to wake up?

Omg, wake the hell up, Marisa! There r more important things to be thinking about than Scott McCall!!—

But all I ever EVER cared about was Scott McCall.

His stupid adorably crooked jaw and cute little smile.

And don't even get me started on his body. The way my heart skips a beat when we get close to one another or touch—

What the hell was that, Marisa? Was that poetry?—

Ugh! Kill me now! He's made me become a poet! This is torture!!

(Crash-u me at six)
"Why isn't she moving?" Malia asked uncomfortably as she and Cora stood in the loft staring down at Marisa as she sat frozen with a panicked face, fiddling with her hands, lost in thought

"Scott broke her" Cora stated with a shrug "She hasn't spoken in an hour"

"Well do something" Malia told her in a panic.

"U do something!" Cora snapped back, throwing her arms in the air

"Ur her sister" Malia shrugged and Cora gave her a look

"So r u! Twin actually! Ur more her sister than I am!" She snapped and Malias face dropped

"Oh, right" she muttered and Cora rolled her eyes "Why isn't Kira here"

"Because it's about Scott" Cora shrugged

"Well, what did he do?"

"He told her he loved her on accident and doesn't even know he did it"

"How do u tell someone that kind of thing and not even know u did it?" Malia asked with furrowed brows

"It's Scott, he can be the most stupid golden retriever ever when it comes to love. I've heard the works from Marisa on how he was with Allison. And then Kira and now..." She gestured to Marisa dramatically "This!" She yelled before dropping her arms to her sides with a dramatic sigh "If Lydia were here, she would know what to do. She's probably seen Marisa do something like this before"

"Well, maybe we should call Scott" Malia shrugged

"Absolutely not" Cora scoffed, shaking her head "She panicked even more when he was asking her what was wrong. I don't need to see that shit show again tonight"

"Ok. Call Derek" Malia told her

"He's probably asleep. And if we tell him somethings going on, he'll come back and we wanted to give him time to do his thing for a while."