I rolled around, shaking, stirring in my sleep.
Scott had refused to let me go with him, and Stiles.
I was rather grateful for his move. I don't know what I'd do when seeing Isaac.
Tears had caressed my cheeks for hours.
Sobs echoing through my small room.
I turned and twisted, grunting and scowling at my bed.
"Get me comfortable!"
With a sigh of acceptance, I realised my bed was not fit to do so.
Shame, beds should make you comfortable.
Instead of the buyer having to do all the work.
I continued to cry.
All my emotions pouring out at once.
Lydia's disappearance, turning into a werewolf, Isaac asking for Derek to turn him to?
I couldn't take it.
I rolled on my side, clutched my duvet, and forced myself to sleep.
Shutting my eyes tight, and blocking out any trace's of light.
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8 years old-
A small brown-haired girl was dancing through the woods, giggling like a maniac.
A young pale boy with short, army cut hair was chasing after the squealing child.
"Stiles!" She squeaked, as he pushed her to the ground.
"Hello there little girl".
"Hello there little boy".
They just stared at each other for a while.
Bright almost silver grey eyes, and fiery honey-gold eyes.
Both gazing at the other.
"I think when I'm older, I'm gonna marry you".
The boy stood up, brushing himself off, he stuck out a hand and the girl gratefully took it.
"Why would you wanna marry me for anyhow?"
Grinning the boy replied.
"So I can kiss you anytime I want".
They laughed at the quote from their favorite film.
"Stiles! Gwyn!"
A boy rushed to the clearing.
He had shaggy brown hair, big brown eyes, and tanned skin.
"Found you!"
The first boy rolled his eyes.
"Sure Scott, you didn't just stumble upon us accidentally".
The brown-haired boy shrugged.
"Well, I did, but that doesn't matter! There's food-"
The boy and girl sprinted away at the mention of food.
After the larger boy caught up, huffing and wheezing.
They plopped down on a blanket.
Sandwiches and other treats awaiting them.
"Mom" The pale boy cried.
A women with long dark curls laughed, sat aside a red-head, and tanned women.
YOU ARE READING
innocent::stiles stilinski
Fanfiction❝ guess you really did it this time, left yourself in your warpath, lost your balance on a tightrope, lost your mind tryin' get it back ❞ gwyn had no idea what she was in for
