Going Through Hell (Stiles Stilinki)

Scott McCall

Scott hesitated.

How long had he been standing here?

It had been two days since Stiles had come back, he understood he and the pack needed to give Stiles some space to get used to his home and his father.

But Scott had to see him. Stiles was his best friend.

However that didn't make Scott any less nervous, he was standing outside the house, fist raised to knock but his hand was...trembling.

Did he really want to do this?

But it was decided for him as the door opened, he was face to face with the Sheriff. He looked very tired but was happy to see Scott.

"Come in, come in" He said quickly, letting him.

"To tell you the truth I'm glad you are here" Stiles father chuckled.

"How is he?" Scott asked softly.

The Sheriff frowned but looked very sad suddenly, a weight being lifted from his shoulders as he opened up to Scott "To tell you the truth its been...difficult. I-I just feel like I don't know how to interact with him any more. His my son. But I feel like there is still a stranger in front of me"

Scott gritted his teeth at that, dread pooling in his stomach but he ignored it. They walked to the living room.

"Stiles, Scott's here to see you. I'll leave you two for a while" The Sheriff called out, them moving out of the room, hoping Scott could help Stiles in ways he couldn't.

Stiles was sitting on the couch, watching a television show, though without any real interest in what he was watching, he tensed up even more as his father mentioned Scott.

"Scott?" He repeated, remembering his first meeting with the angry boy in the vets, the one that could hurt him, more than the others.

Scott winced at Stiles tone as he slowly walked towards Stiles, hating the wary way Stiles was looking at him and how tense he looked, like he'd bolt any minute.

"What are you doing here?" Stiles said though there was a little bit of hostility in his voice.

"I wanted to see if you were okay" Scott said, hoping his voice wasn't shaking.

"Why?" Stiles asked, what hurt more was it sounded like legit question, like Stiles didn't understand why Scott would be worried about him.

"B-because you are my friend Stiles. We are-" He stopped and started "We were best friends"

Why did this hurt so much?

Stiles frowned, still confused and he accused "Why would I be friend with someone who tried to hurt me?"

"What-?" Scott said, blinking.

"Back at the vets" Stiles said more calmly.

Scott's eyes widened as he spluttered "No! Stiles, I wasn't trying to hurt you! I would never hurt you. I-I was just angry"

"Why?" Stiles wondered, turning of the TV to turn around fully to look at Scott, though still very tensed up.

"Why? I- you're my best friend" Scott almost cried, not understanding why Stiles was not getting this, or at least understanding this.

"So, you were angry I couldn't remember you?" Stiles said slowly.

"Yes" Scott said quickly.

"So, apparently I've been in hell and that somehow wiped me of any memories I had of any of this" He said slowly, looking down at his fingers.

Scott nodded.

Stiles sighed, rubbing his temples "You do realize this sounds right?!"

"It doesn't matter how it sounds" Scott took steps towards Stiles so they were close and facing each other.

Who looked even more pale and shook his head as Scott started speaking firmly at the same time trying not to cry  "The facts are. You are Stiles. You are Stilinski's son. You do live here. You know my group of friends. You are my best friend, my brother"

Stiles shifted as his head started to ache again as Scott spoke. That chanting again, more softly this time but more louder as Scott ended his speech.

"Just stop it" Stiles muttered, gritting his teeth, his hand coming up to hold his head that ached harder.

"No! I'm sorry Stiles this is you. I know you can't remember but we will get that memory back, I promise-" 

Hepromisedhepromisedhepromised...

"Stop it! Stop fucking promising things that you have no fucking clue at what you're talking about!" Stiles shouted, standing up suddenly.

Wariness gone, only pure rage left.

Scott stepped backwards, shocked at the sudden anger admitting from Stiles.

"Stiles, listen-" He started to say softly, holding up his hands to show he didn't mean any harm.

"No, you listen! Maybe I was this Stiles you keep talking about but I am NOT him anymore. Okay! I'm don't remember my own house, I don't remember by own father, who I feel almost nothing for and I don't feel anything for your friends. I am not your fucking best friend and I am not you're brother! Get out!" Stiles snarled.

It felt like something had retched into Scott's heart and had twisted then ripped it out of his chest.

"S-stiles-" Scott choked out.

"Get out McCall! I won't ask again!" Stiles growled, stepping into Scott's personal space, which Scott backed up quickly from.

Scott was-

Wait.

Scott stared at Stiles, his heart beating fast "You just called me McCall" Scott said slowly.

"So?" Stiles hissed.

"You don't remember anything about me. Who told you my surname?" Scott said shakily.

Stiles startled, recoiling a little as he stuttered "The sheriff must have mentioned-"

"You're lying, I can tell" Scott said, his eyes narrowing, listerning to Stiles heart beat.

Confusion and fear admitted from Stiles but not directed at Scott... though just as quickly as it was there it was replaced by anger this time it was directed at Scott though Scott noticed also a pained wince, Stiles hands going to his head.

"Are you-" Scott started to ask, trying to ignore the suffercating feeling in his lungs ever since Stiles had told him he wasn't his brother.

"I-I said get out!" Stiles roared, looking like he wanted to strangle Scott or find something to through at him.

Scott turned tail and quickly walked, almost running out of the house, breathing hard.

As soon as he was out he collapsed along side the road, he felt weak and grief overwhelming him. This hadn't gone as he hoped.

"I am not your fucking best friend and I am not your brother!"

Scott McCall, Beacon Hills Werewolf Alpha looked down and...cried.

Sorry, no pictures for this one, I'll put some in later. Hope you enjoyed it, let me know what you think? x