Emma [S.Stilinski]

[8] He is gone.

Waking up by PVRIS

The trees passed by like they were chasing me, as they ran in front of my eyes like deers running away from their predators.

I leaned back comfortably and stretched out my legs in front of me, letting out a silent sigh.

I fumbled with the phone John gave me as I handled it carefully. The drive back home wasn't that long, in fact, without even paying attention that much on our journey back home, we found ourselves nearing the Lawn of the Stilinski household.

I sighed and looked up at John, not wanting to say goodbye to him. ''Alright, here we are.'' He said stretching out his legs and ran his fingers through his curly hair. ''Yep.'' I smiled unsurely as I unclipped my seat belt, letting it snap to its place. 

John exited from his side as I did the same, carefully stepping outside like I was glued on to the seat. 

An embrace engulfed me, taking in the scent of the after shave of John. ''Don't forget about what we talked about okay? I will tell Linden about it.'' 

John took a step back and clasped his hands on both of my shoulders. ''But whatever your decision will be, I know it will be rational and good for you.'' He winked as I managed to flash him a cheeky smile. 

I nodded at him as he made his way to his car, but before he gets on the vehicle I said one last thing to him: ''Thank you, again. You know for the phone and everything.'' 
At the moment I said those words, I saw a genuine smile from John. 

Once John got away, I entered the house just to find myself alone inside. I placed the house keys on the entrance table, making a clattering sound. 

I flickered open the lights as I looked around me, noticing the mess I was surrounded in. 

After changing my clothes into comfy ones, I tucked my hair in a ponytail and started to clean the ambient around me. 
Taking the broom, I started to sweep the floor. The dust flew around, making the whole living room look like it's fogging.

After finishing the living room, I shifted through the kitchen, wiping off the cupboard from dust and dirt, appreciating the whole cleanliness of the room. As I busied myself from cleaning, I felt a presence leaning on the door frame. 

I peeked through the window and noticed that it was Stiles with his arms cross. I shrugged off his presence as I kept on doing my thing.

A clearing of the throat snapped me from my thoughts as I accidently splashed the water in front of me, soaking my shirt wet. 

I hesitated to turn around and face him, but I felt like a magnet; I had no control of my actions as I spinned around and faced the boy at the door frame. ''Hey'' A whisper escaped from Stiles' mouth as he swiftly dragged the chair, taking a seat. 

''Can we talk?'' He asked as he furrowed his brows, making a pleading look. I nodded, taking a seat next to his. I leaned back and crossed my arms on my chest. ''I'm sorry if I snapped at you this morning''. I mumbled avoiding an eye contact with Stiles. 

A scoff erupted from his mouth making me glance at him, giving him a questioning look.  ''It's okay. I mean well yeah you were rude, but you have reasons.'' He said. 

There was a silence filling the room, making the air really thick and tense. I hummed in silence as I sensed the shuffling next to me. ''What do you want to talk about?'' I asked, even though I already knew the answer. ''About last night''. Stiles replied flatly, making me tense up in my seat. 

My hands became clammy and sweaty, but I managed to hide them on my lap, rubbing them furiously, getting rid of the sweat.

''What do you want to know?'' I asked finally making an eye contact with Stiles. ''About what triggered your panic attack.'' He said as he leaned over the table, clasping his hands together and supported his whole weight on them.