That Summer (Teen Wolf FF)

Journals and Deadly Hugs

I walked into my father's room and sat on his bed, flipping through my little book of spells and read one out loud.

"Books sit velox celeri libri librorum transire ad hoc pullus"

Which roughly translates to: books be nimble, books be quick, books come over to this chick. I swung my finger out and began pulling books from the bed and they would fall in a nice pile in front of me. I started to leaf through the pages but they were all old books, no journals, a lot of Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe; two of my favorite authors.

It shocked me at how little I actually knew my dad. I mean I knew about what happened right before I was born but I know nothing of his past. He's a mystery. And so is that stupid indentation in the wall behind the brick! What kind of flower is that anyway?

Small, weird, five petals on it surrounding a small circle, it looked like a small lilac stick but it wasn't this 'stick' was covered in a cone like shape with these small five-petaled flowers! It's weird because I swear I've seen that flower before, it's weird, different, not something you would forget. Not to mention it's too simple, like its hiding something and wants to be completely unsuspicious, so it makes itself look plain. God that stupid flower book needed pictures!

I slammed the book I was reading and fell back on the bed. I looked to the side to see my father's glasses, his book and his laptop(which he never used unless I was home, he doesn't know how to work it). I smiled but then quickly frowned, this is all I had left of him. I have nothing but clothes and accessories and, and books! So many books! Ugh!!!

I turned to my left to look over at something else. Something else happened to be the nightstand on my mother's side, it was dusty, but it had her glasses and a leather bound book with a pen next to it, something was dangling from the book, kind of like a bookmark, only the book had fingerprints and the necklace wasn't dusty like everything else. Odd.

I rolled over to that side of the bed, it seemed to have not been used in a while because when I did a cloud of dust enveloped me, I coughed and wheezed and then sneezed uncontrollably. I kept rolling but then I fell off the bed with a 'THUD!' I groaned but I just laid there, I needed to heal a bit before leaving my uncomfortable position. I waited about ten minutes then stood up and cracked my back.

I approached the bed side table and grabbed the leather bound journal, I turned around and was frightened by a sound. What sound you ask? Oh you know a sound that makes you jump ten feet in the air and act like you're a ninja. Yeah, my cell phone.

I answered it and picked up the journal again, unfortunately the necklace had fallen out, so I had no idea what place the journal was at.

"Hello? Hello? Helllllllllloooooooooo?"

"Sorry what? Who is this?"

"It's Stiles stupid."

"Well then! I'm hanging up if you're gonna be like that!"

"No no no wait!! Scott and I need to talk to you."

"About what?" I asked quizzically.

"Just stuff listen we NEED to talk, it's important."

"Fine, whatever. I'm at my house meet me here."

"Where do you live?"

"In the woods, you can't miss it."

I said and then hung up. Hey if he couldn't find it, that's his problem.

I walked over and picked up the necklace on the floor and then continued making my way to my room. I jumped at the sight, there was Scott.