True love (stalia)

Chapter 8

Malia

I held Stiles' hand while he slept, this was the third time he has been, in the hospital this year. Why does he has to go through this? Lydia was taking care of Hope, she souldn't see her dad like this. His dad was also here, making sure his fever doesn't get higher. Stiles started to mumble in his sleep, I bend down to kiss him on his forehead. Scott came in, "Malia... Hope wont stop crying, I think you better come. Down in the cafeteria," he said.
I hurried down to the cafeteria, Lydia tried to calm her down. I took Hope in my arms, "maybe she want to see her dad..." Lydia said. I shook my head, "she shouldn't see Stiles like this..." I said. "Malia she needs her parents, I think you should take, her with you" Scott said. I sighed, "fine..." I said.

Stiles' dad

I hated seeing him like this, this was just how it started with his mother. Even though the doctors, said it just was the flu. It could get worse. Malia came back, with Hope in her arms. "They insisted that I should, take her with me..." she said. I smiled, "it's okay. I think it's best, she's here anyway..." I said.
It was late at night, when Stiles woke up. He looked disoriented, "where am I?" He asked. "You're at the hospital son. How are you feeling?" I asked. "I don't know... why am I at the hospital? I can't remember anything..." he said. Now I was really worried, I called Melissa. She came instantly, "what's wrong?" She asked. "He can't remember anything... it's a sign." I said worried, looking at Stiles again. Him and Malia was talking, she tried to get him to remember. "We can get him to another scan, in an hour" she said. I nodded, "I just can't lose him, like I lost Claudia. He's the only thing, I have left... and Malia can't lose him either, then Hope wont have a father..." I said. "I know... we're trying our best. It can easily just, be an side effect on his fever." She said, trying to comfort me.

An hour later...
Stiles was about to, get to his scan. I could tell he was scared, and really nervous. "What if I have cancer dad? I can't leave you, or Malia behind..." he cried. I hugged him tight, "Stiles I love you no matter what happens okay. If you end up having cancer, I will still love you" I said. "I love you too dad..." he cried. "I'll be ride outside of this room okay, I'm not so far away from you." I said. "I know dad. Thanks..." he said. Stiles laid down on the table, and I went on the other side of the window.

Stiles

The last time I was here, I was possesed by the Nogitsune. Then it was like all the bad emories came back to me... When I almost killed Scott... when I kidnapped Lydia... When I killed Allison... When I killed all the innocent people. It was all my fault. It was me who did it. And right now... I would wish I had cancer, then I could suffer from all the things I did. Then he remembered when my dad said, that it was his fault that my mom died. And he wouldn't have anything to do with me... that I was useless. It was true. I was useless... I was just human. A stupid, weak, deffensless human. I had trouble breathing, it was like there was something stuck in my throat. I just wish it would be over... leave everything behind. I could hear my dad yell, but not what he was yelleing... And that's when I fell into a world of blackness...

Stiles' dad

"What the hell is happening to him?! We need to get him out of there!" I yelled at the doctor. I heard him call for others, but I didn't have time for that. I went into the room, liftet Stiles up in my arms, and put him on the ground. I blew air into his lungs, I couldn't lose him, he was too young to die. He was only seventeen! The room was filled with doctors within minutes, they put him on a strecher. I tan next to him, holding his hand very tight. When Malia saw him, she screamed in horror, and then Hope started crying. And I couldn't keep wondering. How many more times, could Stiles cheat death? Scott came around the corner, and when he saw Stiles... he just stared blankly. Like he couldn't move anything, "we need you to stay in the waiting room..." a nurse said.

It felt like hours passed by, Malia just sat in a chair, staring blankly on nothing. Kira tried to comfort Scott, but he pushed her away. And Lydia was also just staring blankly. 'Please be okay Stiles...' I thought.
Then finally Melissa came out. "Please say it's good news..." I said. "Stiles' okay. He still has a bit fever, but he's fine." She said. "Where is he?" Malia asked. "I don't think it's a good idea, he need rest. Only his dad can come and see him..." she said.