Lost boy | stiles stilinski [ON HOLD]

Goodbye, lydia. | 0.4

If you don't ship stydia, don't click off the story. This is the only stydia in the story, and it's only for some closure on their relationship.

Carolyn~

I studied Stiles from my bed, watching as he stared up at the bland white ceiling with occasional sighs. I wasn't expecting him to be my age, or to look so harmless. Theo had spoken of Stiles as the key to his plan, and a dangerous person. But, this boy looks like your everyday pretty boy, not like someone who would have any blood on his hands. In fact, he looked like a fuck boy- and he smelt like one too. I'm assuming that's because of Theo.

"Theo's been waiting for you, pretty boy. He said you were stubborn, why is that?" I asked, for some reason I was eager to start up a conversation with the boy in front of me. I was curious about him, about why he had an interest in being the villain. Theo didn't tell us much about him, all he said was that he had an emotional tag to Scott McCall's pack. And, that he was the last person the Nogitsune took before he was defeated. Stiles didn't know it now, but that means he still has many of the powers and strength as he did while he was void stiles- even more, due to the fact that defeated him.

Stiles looked up at me with sad eyes and shrugged, shaking his head briefly while still laying down. "I was sick of being the side kick, and I was sick of no one listening to me." Stiles mumbled, his voice leaving raspy, kind of like he just woke up. It was hot, I'm not going to lie, but I was more focused on what that meant. Theo had only told me that Stiles had a connection to their pack, but it sounds like he's vengeful. Maybe, he was closer than just having a small connection.

"They trusted Theo, didn't they? He told me he was going to act like he was the nice guy, but you didn't trust him. Did you try telling them?" I asked, since it was pretty obvious based on the plan Theo had discussed with our pack. Stiles nodded slightly, eyeing the same drawings as earlier. I took notice to how sad the new addition was, it was obvious that Scott McCall had hurt him.

"They didn't believe me, Scott trusted him over me, and dropped me as a friend. I met him when I was four, and he believed the new guy over me." Stiles sighed loudly again. It seemed like he was just registering his anger now, since he was slightly repeating his words in an angry tone. I didn't blame him for being mad, it sounds like he trusted this guy, and like they were really close. I mean, I forgot almost everyone I knew since I was four, and he was still friends with this guy.

"You should be happy that you have friends, not all of us are that lucky." I whispered slightly, the words hurting me as I let them fall out of my lips. I don't understand why anyone would want to attack someone who meant a lot to them. I would cut off my arm to have someone care about me, anyone. It sucks being all alone, and is the reason why I'm such a lonely cold hearted bitch today.

"What?" Stiles asked, obviously not hearing the whisper that left my lips. I stared up at the plain ceiling for a while, frowning while thinking of something to say.