Chapter five: Homeless
The next morning I opened my eyes, awakened by the beeping sound of my phone. A new text.
From: Chris Argent
Confronted Derek Hale yesterday. Pretty sure he's a werewolf like his mother was. Keep a close eye on him. Fight training after school today?
- Chris
Yeah, that's probably a good idea. My back hurts from sleeping in trees all the time, it will help doing some extra movements. I put on some clothes I bought last week (Outfit in the media section) and answerred the text.
to: Chris Argent
Yeah, sure. I'll keep an eye on him. And I'd love to train, good for both of us :)
- Sarah
I really need to convince my mom soon. I hate to be alone so much. I'm not used to it.
But what was I thinking? That she would just open her arms and let me in the first second I got here?
I was just lost, lost in a fantasy. A fantasy where I would live my live at the fullest with my mother and brother. A fantasy that just maybe, I could live a normal life. But obviously reality isn't that easy. Life never was easy, cuz what would be the fun in that?But even though it may be impossible, I'd do anything to make that fantasy reality.
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After school and my training with Chris I was exhausted. He told me the bus driver died in the hospital and that his sister Kate comes to Beacon Hills tonight. Pretty curious about her, though. But during the day, I also came with an idea to tell Scott about our... well, twin situation. It may not work and he'll think I'm a creep but, it's worth a try.
I had send him a text to meet me in the woods, not really coming up with a better place seeing I have no other place to stay.
"Hey, I got your text. Something wrong?", Scott questioned when he approached me. God, this is gonna be so hard.
"Uh, I got to, uhm, tell you something and you're not gonna believe me but I don't care, because it's true so I'm gonna say it anyway," I rambled. "Look at this," I said, giving him my necklace, "You recognize it?"
He frowned, turning his head to me once again, "It's my mom's, but... she lost in when I was only a year old. How did you get this?"
"I've had it as long as I can remember. I always thought it was me and my mother. Well, I know it's my mother but it's also yours. And I found just recently out that I wasn't given up for adoption but actually kidnapped. I always knew my name was Sarah McCall, but didn't care looking for my family, seeing how I thought they left me," I said with a small voice, not knowing how Scott would react. Hopefully he will see thanks to the necklace I'm not lying.
But he didn't react, just staring at me like he was figuring me out, figuring out if I was telling the truth. "Scott," I said with a pleading voice, "Please say something. I know it sounds totally crazy but I'm not lying. I'm your twin sister." I said it extra slow now, hoping he was listening to my heartbeat.
"I-- I believe you." He finally whispered. "You--you do?" "Sa-- Sarah?" he asked, "Is it really you?"
I nodded, laughing and we ran to each other and hugged the life out of the other.
"You should know something else too," I began, "The first few days I was here I already went by your house, telling it to our mom. But before I could show her the necklace, she had already shoved the door in my face. She didn't believe me and it just opened an old wound in her because she still thinks I'm dead. Can I come with you and tell her again? If you believe she may believe it now too."
Scott nodded and smiled, "Sure, come on."
*****
Arriving at Scott's - well, our- house, I was getting really nervous. She'll probably kick me out again.
"You okay?" Scott asked, noticing how I kept quiet the whole ride. I nodded, not being able to say anything.
He opened the door and let me in. Please don't be home, please don't-- "Scott, you there?"
Shit.
"Uhm, yeah. But I have someone special with me." Mom came out of the kitchen and her expression changed into anger the moment she saw me.
"You!" She yelled while pointing at me. "You told him the same lies you told him, didn't you?"
"They're not lies. Please," I begged. "Just hear me out. If you don't believe me then, you can kick me out again and I'll leave town, for good."
"What? No, Sarah!" Scott said after my words. "You're not leaving."
I turned to our mother, "Can I please explain myself?" After a few seconds she nodded. But only after the look Scott gave her.
I began to explain everything, in detail this time. Well, I didn't told them about Klaus and I being hybrids and all that, but you get what I mean.
"And now... I think this is yours." I took my necklace from my neck and laid it in the palms of her hands. She looked down and gasped when recognizing it. "How did you get this?" mom whispered.
"I've always had it. I knew it was my mother and I, but seeing how I thought you gave me up, I didn't want to know you so I didn't even bother looking for ypu. But yet... I couldn't throw it away, because it was the only think that told me who I really was. What I really had lost. A family."
Mamma McCall put the pendant on the table and when she looked back up into my eyes, I noticed the tears glimming underneath her eyes.
"Please," I said with a small voice. "Do you believe me?"
She smiled and nodded, "Yes, honey. I do."
I laughed and threw her into a hug. Soon Scott joined and we all laughed together.
And for the first time I knew what it felt like to have family that loved me.
*****
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