Scott After Allison

His thoughts

I still miss her. Her dark hair. The way she smiled. The dimples in her cheeks. Everything about her was perfect. Until she was brutally murdered by some monster. Allison Argent. Simply her name sends chills running down the length of my spine. She was mine but now she's gone. I think about her everyday. We're seniors this year and she didn't even get to graduate. That's fucked up. She was just 17. She had her whole life ahead of her and it was all crushed by a katana which ripped through her stomach like it was nothing. Sometimes I find myself thinking "What if she didn't die? What if she is standing right in front of me when I open my eyes?" But every time I open them she's not there. It's just that necklace and those pictures of us from the photo booth. Sometimes I think that if I kill myself I'll get to see her but I've never gone through with it. Maybe I should though. Stiles would be devastated. Lydia would know as soon as I did it. Who would become the alpha? What am I thinking I can't die it's not worth it. But maybe Allison is. Alison. That's mostly who I think about these days. I want to make her proud. I'll try to be the best alpha I can be and take care of my friends. Nobody else has to die because of me. I didn't get there fast enough but I've learned. I'll always be there. I wish I didn't have to learn through experience on this one.