The End of a Beginning

The Confession

"Malia---I know things are tough for you right now---but please come over. I need to see you. Need to tell you something. You might hate me---but you need to know----because---I can't lie anymore."

Malia had looked down at her phone, unsure of what to do. She hated this. She couldn't handle anymore.

"I've been thinking---ever since you told me you couldn't handle another body. Scott already knows---so you don't need to say anything. He doesn't believe me anyway.

He had started after he sat her down on the couch, holding her hands in his.

"I killed Donavan."

He had finally told her, watching helplessly as she dropped his hands from hers. He had told her it was self-defense. She wanted to believe him. But she couldn't help but wonder if Stiles was really who she thought he was. In fact, she had secrets of her own.

So she left him.

Left him sitting on that couch.

And she never looked back.