"Things have gotten much crazier since you left Beacon Hills. We need you back, Parker."
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Five months after Parker had left Beacon Hills behind, things had only gotten more complicated. Her friends had all moved on-some more than others-all excep...
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The following day was hectic.
After finding out Mason was the Beast, I had gone over to Liam's for a sleepover and to play video games.
I was currently laying on my uncle's couch, the tv playing in the background as Peter listened to me.
"So, let me get this straight," Peter said once I had finished talking. "You got into a fight with Stiles, went to Argent's and.....ended up sleeping with him?"
I sighed. "There were..a few more components to it."
"Parker!" Peter said in disapproval.
"I know, Uncle Peter, I messed up." I said with a loud groan, dragging my hands down my face. "Can't I just go back in time and just stop myself from making that colossal mistake?"
"Sorry, kid, nope. You just gotta deal with your mistakes." He stood up and walked across the room, lifting my legs and sitting on the couch, setting my legs over his. "What you did was stupid, and you have nobody but yourself to blame."
"Thanks for making me feel better." I crossed my arms as I lifted my head up to stare at him.
"Oh, you're welcome." He replied. "No, I'm just doing this so I don't end up going over to Argent's house and kill him for making my niece miserable."
"That's just a little extreme."
"Nothing's too extreme when it comes to family for me, Parker. Especially you." He replied seriously.
A smile appeared on my face. "You always did have a soft spot for me."
"Yeah, you were a chubby little kid. Following me around because you wanted to hear more fairytales, even though it would be well past your bedtime. Your mother was furious when she found you dead asleep on my chest one morning in the living room."
I sat up and pulled my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my knees. "Do you remember what my favorite was?"
Uncle Peter smiled, nodding. "The Swan Princess." he chuckled softly to himself with a shake of his head, finally looking at me. "I must have read that to you about a thousand time when you were little. Seeing you smile was always my favorite part."
"...do you have it?"
"No, I'm not reading that again." He smiled, "it was cute when you were five, but you're fully capable of reading that for yourself."
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