Home Sweet Home

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A/N: Derek/OC and Stiles/ OC
A/N: Bold Italic is Amethyst's older sister Roxanne is text and phone calls.
A/N: All outfits, cars, and such are on my profile page
A/N: Italic is implied sarcasm. Italic is also thoughts.
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                                                                               Home Sweet Home

                                                                                  Amethyst P.O.V.

I climb down the steps of the airplane and look around. I've only been here for a few minutes and already the heat has enveloped me. I can't help but grin. In a few moments I will see my Mom and Dad, Adara and Richard. I glance around again and grin when I spot them.

"Gem!" Mom shrieks and throws her arms around me when I walk up to them. At the beginning of summer if she had done that I would have fallen and taken her down with me. Now, I have way better balance.

I chuckle and wrap my arms around her waist. I breath in her scent and allow myself to relax. I look up and see the boyishly handsome face of my dad. With a pang I realize I just how much I missed them. I grin at my dad and he ruffles my hair fondly as we walk to the car.

"Lil Red." He says fondly.

A little while later as we pull up to our house, I look around. Across the street from us, Stiles's blue and black '80 Jeep (Beautiful Betty) is in the driveway along with his dad's sheriff cruiser.

"Later." Dad promises, seeing the look in my eyes. I grin. They don't know I'm home so that means I can surprise them and by surprise them I mean scare the crap out of them.

"Oh shit." Dad mutters. I hear and sent him a mischievous grin. Dad tries to shake his head no and glare at me but I conveniently don't see him. I grab my carry on bag that I took with me and walk into the house. It smells of chocolate chip cookie and my mouth starts to water.

"It smells soooooo good in here." I exclaim, sucking in deep breaths. Mom smiles. I searched the room looking for Roxy. She wasn't there. My heart drops. My twin isn't here. My sister isn't even here to welcome me back home.

"Here let me show you your room." Mom says nervously. While I was away my mom and dad redid my bedroom. When we walk into my room, I gasp in surprise. My walls was painted as if I was inside a forest. There is a black chaise sat under my three large windows. On the chaise is a green blanket and behind it is a tall black lamp. Beside my chaise is a small round black table. On either side of my windows are two giant floor to ceiling bookcases. Leaning against the right bookcase is my light brown country style guitar.

I have two nightstands beside my bed with black lamps. My bed set is a beautiful black bed frame with a gorgeous forest scene comforter and pillows. A small pillow with the words "Live well. Laugh often. Love more." sits front and center on the bed. I smile softly. Boyd gave me that. Above my bed are to framed sayings on old parchment paper that Rikki gave me. One says in forest green cursive writing "Throw me to the wolves and I'll come back leading the pack." and the other says in bold black and white block letters "I run with the wolves."

"Your bathroom is over there." My mom says, while pointing to the left. I go in and it is gorgeous. The first I see is the shower with beautiful forest background. It has a shower, tub, along with a sink, a full length mirror, and toilet. I walk back over to my mom and dad and hug them.

"Thank you, it's perfect." I say happily.

"Hey, don't forget to check out your closet." Dad jokes. I squeal and run over to my closet. It is a beautiful walk-in closet with a window and the end, shelves and drawers on either side of the wall, and a huge leather rug. On the front of my closet door are three framed pictures. The top one is a bloody red rose by a puddle of blood on old parchment paper. Roxy made that for me. The middle one is a saying. It says in big bold black letter "Born to be wild" Stiles gave that one to me. The last one is a sketch of a white rose on old parchment paper that Nathan sketched for me.

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