Don't Let Me Go

While I Cried

Stiles POV 

I should go to her. No wait. What if Scott was there trying to fix things? I would only make it worse. I couldn't shake the idea of Allison sitting in her room crying alone. I knew too well what it felt like to lose something you loved even if it was something you never really had.

Scott looked empty when he saw me walk out of my door in my boxers. In hindsight I wasn't helping Allison with that one. I should've changed into some clothes. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

Scott was my brother and I had betrayed him in the worst possible way. I was there from the moment he met Allison and saw how much she meant to him. He'd do anything for her. I was worried about him. I hadn't seen that look on his face since the night his dad hit his mom in front of him. His dad had made him watch and I remember that same blank look on his face when I had snuck in his room that night. This time I was to blame.

Even though I knew I shouldn't, I texted him- Are you okay?- I regretted it the second it sent. Are you stupid Stiles? Of course he's not okay. I had kissed his girlfriend

My phone vibrates. Scott- My girlfriend fucked my brother. Yeah I'm okay."

.What the hell? Fucked Allison? God knows I wanted to. To feel her perfect body underneath mine as I-

Stiles! Fuck. I seriously did need to lose my virginity soon.

What are you talking about???

I laid on my bed trying to keep thoughts of Allison naked out of my head. I wasn't doing a very good job as I waited for Scott to text back but instead he calls me.

"Hello?" I answered the phone afraid of what Scott had to say.

"You fucked her. Don't lie to me Stiles."

His voice sounded like it was taking everything in him not to snap his phone his phone in half. 

"Who told you that?!?" 

What in the actual fuck was he talking about?? I know it didn't look good with me in my boxer but-

"Allison's dad said he found you two. In bed. Naked."

"Umm well unless he was looking my dreams  then no that never happened."

"You've been having sex dreams about Allison?!"

Well that probably wasn't the best time for a joke. I'm about to try and save my ass when the line goes dead. Crap. I'm a horrible best freind. Instead of making sure he wasn't on some cliff about to jump I only made everything worse.

My phone rings again and I scramble hoping it was Scott even if it was to yell at me some more. Fuck. Some stupid unknown number.

"Hello?"

"What did you do!" Derek accuses me over the phone.

"Huh?" When did Derek get my number?? Creep.

"Scott just ran past me in the preserve and all I could catch was him saying for name and something else about ripping your head off. What. Did. You. Do."

"Well why didn't you go after him?!" 

My god Derek was a fucking asshole and an idiot too.

"Because I rather not fight with a werewolf on the full moon with a vendetta. I'd stay home tonight. I'll see what I can do for Scott."

He hangs up. Crap. Somewhere Scott was livid and wanting to rip my head off. Just perfect. Tonight's the full moon? Even better. Maybe I should have handed him my father's gun and gotten it over with faster. I was so dead.

Scott POV

I make it to the only place in the preserve that holds good memories. Tonight, Allison and I's special spot just seemed to make everything hurt more. It brought back memories of when our biggest worry was just getting caught by her family.

I sit down and rip at the weeds around me. Everything was just so fucked up. I hoped Allison didn't feel like I did right now. She was happy right? She could be with Stiles now. He could make her happy. I knew it. I could forgive Allison. It was about time she realized just what a piece of shit I was. I didn't think she would go to Stiles though. 

That was too much. Anyone and I could have endured the pain to see Allison happy again. But Stiles? I could never forgive him for this. How would I be able to watch him with the love of my life? Did he really expect me to just be okay with this? Did he think this through? We promised each other when we were eight to be each other's best man but did he really think I could stand by ans watch if he married Allison?

No. No. NO. NO.

I was supposed to be the one with Allison on her wedding day. Not him. Me. 

But it was too late.

Allison had already decided. She slept with him. After everything that she had been through. She slept with him. That wasn't something Allison easily did even with me after that night.

She loved him.

I loved her.

She didn't love me anymore.