*Stiles*
Since getting back from talking with Damon my mind has been spiralling. I need to tell Elijah about my past before Beacon Hills.
How Enzo and Damon saved me.
My "family".
It says something when Nik knows more than 'Lijah does. I'm not afraid of Nik walking away, but I am terrified of Elijah leaving me.
I mean come on, if Damon can grow the balls to tell Stefan he's gay then I can talk to Elijah about the trauma I went through.
I can tell him of the childhood I had ripped away by my hunter parents.
Every time I was forced to learn something new even if I couldn't grasp the concept in my young mind. I got beat and then shown again.
Jeremy got involved when learning the plants he thought I was in Boy Scouts.
Then at just 6 years old, I was a burden to them. Gave me to Uncle John who tortured me for 6 whole years.
The screaming.
The tearing.
The pain.
When is a door, not a door?
Everyone has it but no one can lose it?
I can't breathe. He's in my head.
*Elijah*
I start hearing Stiles' breathing increase. I rushed up the stairs into our room trying to get to him before he spiraled into a panic attack. Unfortunately, I started up the stairs too late. He was gasping for air clawing at his ears.
The Nogitsune is plaguing his mind again.
Shutting the door behind me, I sit behind Stiles on the bed.
"It's just me, Renna. I'm going to hold you back against my chest. Try to follow my breathing." I spoke as I moved so as to hopefully not startle him.
We sat like that for a few minutes until he dropped his hands, tilting his head back against my shoulder.
Eyes closed with tears leaking out of them.
But he was breathing steadily. I kissed his forehead before placing my face in his neck, kissing it.
"Talk to me, Renna. What was going through your head?"
"I need to tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"My life as a Gilbert."
"Only if you're ready to."
"It's been long enough. It's not fair to you that Nik knows and you don't."
"Niklaus knows?"
"He killed Jenna because of me. Because of what happened to me and she just watched it happen."
I'm not going to like what I learn. I need to stay calm for Stiles.
"Take your time, Love. Don't think you have to rush anything for me or explain things. Do it at your own pace. I'm not going anywhere." I kissed his neck again.
He took a shaky breath hand tensing on my thigh. I just sat there holding him as he gathered his thoughts.
"Everything started at 3 years old..."
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Agathokakological (REWRITE)
Fanfiction(adj.) composed of both good and evil 3 1/2 years. He's seen the Kanima all the way to Donavan. I was told that if I didn't hear from him, then his brother probably has him locked in a box. He was supposed to come to graduation. He never showed. Now...
