Stiles POV.
I drove up to my driveway and saw my Dad's car in the drive way. My heart dropped to my feet. "No no no." I whispered. I don't want to see him today. I don't want his beatings or his name calling.
I gripped the steering wheel on my Jeep until my knuckles turned white. Quickly, I turned my head to see if I still had my bag packed with clothes just in case I didn't want to stay at the house tonight.
It was. But I need other things from upstairs like my laptop and backpack. I'll just have to risk it.
I climbed out of my Jeep and walked up to the door. When I opened the door I could smell alcohol. He must of been throwing bottles again. I tired to be as quiet as I could, but I guess I wasn't quiet enough.
"Stiles!" My Dad yelled.
"What?" I said.
"Come here you little shit!" he growled
I walked over shaking. He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me to his face.
"I hate you." he slurred. "I hope you know that."
I nodded not really fazed. I've gotten use to it. He then slapped me.
Hm. He must be in a good mood. I pretend it hurt a lot more than it did so he would feel satisfied and won't hit me again. He returned to his desk and took a sip of whatever he was drinking.
"I love you Dad.." I whispered as I walked away.
I raced upstairs to grab my laptop and backpack. I texted Scott asking if I could stay the night.
Stiles: Hey. Can I stay the night. Please.
Scott: Sure. What's wrong thou?
Stiles: Nothing. Dad just wants to be alone.
Scott. Kay. See you when you come here.
I sighed in relief. I'm gonna be okay tonight. I smiled and let at tear escape with happiness.
When I arrived to his how I was so happy to feel safe. Why can't Mrs. Mcall just adopt me. Life would be so much better.
I looked up to the dark night and saw a full moon. "Greattt." I said. "What drama is gonna happen tonight?" I walked up to the door and used the keys to get inside.
"Hi Mrs.Mcall!" I said with pure happiness. I loved that women. She made me feel safe.
"Hey Stiles!" she smiled and pulled me into a hug. I held it for a little longer. I loved the smell of a Mom.
She pulled away. "You okay honey? Your cheek is really red."
My body tensed up. "Yeah I'm fine. Just uh fell." I said.
She looked at me and she knew I was lying, but just let it go.
"What's for super?" I asked with a smile.
"Pasta." she said smiling back.
"Yum my favorite." I said rubbing my stomach.
"You say everything I make is your favorite." she giggled.
"Because it is." I laughed. I then went upstairs to Scott.
"Aye Scott." I smiled.
He turned to me with wide eyes.
"We have to go Boyd and Erica are going crazy! Derek just called."
I nodded.
Something to do I guess.
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Ta-Da. Well I just felt like writing this because I saw this trailer on Tumblr and I got the idea in my head. Well 4 votes and I'll update I guess(: Please leave comments I want to know what you think(:
