Lost boy | stiles stilinski [ON HOLD]

Really theo? | 0.1

Stiles didn't handle emotion well. Throughout his life, he had endured nine major life experiences, each taking a toll on the way he acted around others. For example, when his mother died, Stiles refused to converse with anyone besides a photo of his mother for three months.

The latest, though. Stiles was now a murderer, to a young and innocent being. It may not seem like such a humongous deal to the typical huntress or tv watcher, but to him, it was the most important of all of his life experiences.

Watching the spark leave another's eyes is a moment beyond explaining. The blood that falls from their lips and onto their t-shirt makes your hurt burn, and you're never sure if that's a pleasant feeling, or if it's out of grief.

The confusion that surrounds you afterwards is more painful than the burning sensation you feel in your heart, though. The confusion makes your head spin, and makes you break down at moments you'd never expect. Stiles would be asleep, or with his family, or Lydia and he'd just break down. Screaming, crying, hitting random objects that fills his bedroom.

Stiles hated Donovan with all of his heart, especially after threatening his father. Donovan is a young man who had caused trouble at the Sheriff's station many times before, and every time pledged to change his ways, but didn't.

He had told himself that he wanted Donovan dead many times when his father would return home drunk and emotionally unstable. But, he didn't actually wish death upon the troubled teenager. And, he wasn't prepared to see his life end so tragically.

   Stiles especially wasn't prepared for what was next in his life.

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    "You know, I'm starting to hate you even more." Stiles snapped at Theo, annoyance laced in his voice. He sent Stiles a sarcastic grin as he ordered the man driving the car to drive faster, making me even more annoyed.

Stiles declared that he was supposed to be the sarcastic one, not Theo. Theo is supposed to be the incredibly obnoxious one, that's his job.

"I told Scott that you were crazy, but noooo, we just had to trust you. Well, now I'm tied up in the back of your werewolf getaway car." Stiles groaned in displeasure as the car hit a large bump, causing the brunettes head to slam against the window. Not enough to break it, but enough to give him a major headache.

   Theo glanced back at his suffering 'friend' and chucked under his breath, as if I were super amusing to kidnap an innocent. Well, not an innocent, but close enough.

   The large bald man that was driving the back seat spoke up, "This kid seems harmless, why do you need him?" Stiles glared at the back of his egg shaped head, not enjoying when anyone calls him harmless. He wasn't harmless, even though he was a human, he wasn't completely useless.

"Who even is this guy?" Stiles asked in confusion, not understanding how Theo knew a ginormous bald man well enough that he would help him kidnap a teenage boy. Theo glanced back and rolled his eyes, shushing Stiles with one finger to his lips.

"He may seem harmless, but he has more blood on his hands than any of us. He's a human, but he's part of Scott McCall's pack, and he's capable of much more than he thinks." Theo smirked, causing Stiles to thrash in his restraints.

  Stiles didn't like when others mention his messy past, especially Allison. She didn't do anything to deserve the fate that was given to her, but she still couldn't escape death at such a young age. Knowing that his alter ego was the cause of her death, it drive him mad.