The Hale Diaries (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 7 - I am...

I sat in Stiles' jeep trying to anticipate what was happening to me. The eyes, getting into Stiles' head, the wings. I felt so afraid that I would hurt everyone like I did to Allison, who I still haven't spoken to since the argument. Everything with Isaac was somehow perfect and then everything else goes wrong. I nearly lost Derek and I am becoming so close with so many people, I care for them all and I feel as if I am going to bring them pain and that terrifies me.

"Mia?" Stiles spoke while fiddling with his hands and looking at them. He looked stressed. "About earlier, in the car. When you stopped my panic attack, how'd you do it? Why?" Stiles continued speaking slowly and cautiously.

"In my head I was just thinking of things that would calm you down, then we made eye contact and it just happened I felt in complete control of what you could have seen. But, don't be afraid. You have no reason too--" I spoke as stiles cut me off.

"I'm not afrai-" Stiles tried to intervene but I knew he was lying. I cut him off.

"I can see it in your eyes, your afraid. But I am the one who's going to be afraid, and I can feel myself slowly changing. It's taking away parts of me and that terrifies me, more than you can ever imagine. Stiles I feel like I am becoming something powerful, more power than I can bare to handle." I spoke while looking in the mirror at the non-resting purple eyes that continue to glow brightly. "It's taking a toll on me, and I just hope it's positive" I spoke as he had tears in his eyes, he watched me and finally he stopped shaking and he sat confidently. I was looking in his eyes and it was like I could feel his emotions, it felt like he trusted me.

"But I never got to say thank you. I know I was yelling and being negative about Derek's fate, but the last time I saw someone that sick... They didn't make it out alive." He said as a tear fell from his cheek.
 

"Claudia Stilinski" I started continuing to watch Stiles as he flinched. "Your mother." I finished and Stiles nodded, he tried to speak but nothing came from his mouth. I finally noticed the pain he retrieves from the memories of his mother. "You don't have to talk about it, it's okay Stiles" I said placing my hand on his to comfort the pain he felt, I couldn't bare seeing anybody like this. 

He smiled and looked back at the hospital, they were seeing Peter. My father looked as if he were in so much pain but when I enter that room I feel nothing but anger and sadness, no pain. I mean, I'd be quite angry if that were to happen to me. So much pain, so much death all around him.

I noticed Derek and Scott come out of the hospital, Scott looked upset before laying his eyes on me. He had sad eyes, I realised that it was time to go home, and I didn't want that... I didn't want to go back to Allison after she was so angry. 

"Derek?" I spoke sadly as he took a seat behind me. I turned to face him.

"What's wrong?" He asked noticing the details of my face, the tear stains.

"Can I stay with you for a while. I can't go back home not yet. I can't bear to show my face to Allison before I can control whatever is happening to me." I watched him as he was watching me. He looked at me with sad eyes.