Complicated

Post-secret

After our big secret had come out I stayed distant.
I didn't like the fact that Barry and his team knew what we were.
Hell. I'd struggled to come to terms with the fact that I was a werewolf. Or half at least.
And now that the secret was out there were always tests, needles, and questions.
Sometimes the questions were worse than the needles.
"Do you remember how it happened?"
No. No I don- OF COURSE I DO.
"What happened?"
WHY WOULD I WANNA TALK ABOUT THAT WITH YOU.

All the questions, and all the tests, just made it harder to accept myself. I felt like a monster, now more than ever. And I hated myself  because of it.
I managed to slip out around midnight.
They let us sleep in normal beds outside  of the containment cells after they realized we were on their side.
I had a lot on my mind. But first thing first was finding Stiles.
I hadn't told Barry about Stiles yet.
I couldn't.
Every time I was near him he was always so incredibly nice. And he made corny jokes and he was quirky and above all he liked me.
He tried so hard to make me happy, and to make up for what happened in the beginning.
How was I supposed to tell him that because he didn't save Stiles, he was probably dead, or close to it.
I refused.
Instead, I took it upon myself to find him. I was desperate for any clues.
It had been 4 days now, if he hadn't found help by now he was surely dead.
That thought chilled my heart.
The image of a cold, scarred, injured little Stiles lost in these woods haunted my thoughts. 
I had to find him.
Soon

A/N: Okay so this was supposed to be longer but I split it up bc I wanted to make the second part more detailed. I'll edit the second part and itll be up as soon as I'm done 💜 || So what do you think happened to stiles? And what do you think of Barry and Kelsey together?

As always
Love ~
Chrissy 💜