Another Stilinski ∆ bt

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[11/Um, let me think. Fuck. No.]

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Desira walked out of the club and didn't look back. She had managed to fight the tears threatening to fall in front of the others but once she was finally outside they fell. All she could do was say look out. How completely and utterly useless is that?! Desira couldn't see straight anymore due to the tears flooding her eyes so she stopped where she was a leaned against the building. Her breath was shaky only broken up more with hiccups from her sobs. Her mind racing a thousand beats a minute.

"...Desira?" A voice called from around the corner.

She stifled her crying by holding a hand over her mouth. She didn't know who it was but no matter what, she didn't want anyone to see her crying.

"It's okay. I won't come around the corner. Just... are you alright?" She now recognized the voice as none other than Brett Talbot.

Desira quickly wiped her tears away and cleared her throat but her voice failed her with trembles, "I'm okay, you can go now. I know you're hurt, you need to go rest."

"No offense, but that's bullshit. I saw the look on your face; I know you think there was something you could have done but there was nothing any of us could do."

Desira stood silently for a few seconds. She knew in some realistic and rational part of her mind that Brett was right but the larger and more unrealistic parts were disagreeing. Desira closed her eyes and let out a huff, took a deep breath, and then turned the corner to come face to face with Brett.

"I know you're right, but I can't help but feel like there was something I could've done. I'm different you and the others. I just," Desira stopped mid sentence and released a sigh.

"Are you okay to get home by yourself?"

Desira's eyes looked up at Brett's with confusion but she quickly looked away from his eye contact. She nodded her head and turned to go.

"Hey, can I give you my number? So you can text me when you get home?"

Desira turned her head back at him with a quirked eyebrow but shrugged. There was no harm in getting his number, at a time like this his asking certainly didn't lead on to alternate motives and it's not like she was planning on talking to him much. She took her phone out of her back pocket and handed it to Brett, since she didn't have a password he clicked it on and added her number quickly. Handing it back he smiled gently, causing all of his features to soften as well. He looked calm and at peace despite the wound to his abdomen that slowly healed.

"Be sure to text me when you get home," Brett said.

Desira nodded and walked away. She reached her motorcycle, turned it on, and drove away quickly.

***

When Desira got home she noticed a certain blue Jeep missing. She was curious as to where her big cousin may be but she figured he was up to no good as per usual with Stilinski's. Desira unlocked the door to the Stilinski household, took off her boots, and walked to the bathroom to dress her wound. Though it was healing, it was a deep cut and was going to take some time to fully heal. She put down the toilet lid and sat while pulling out bandages and alcohol to cleanse the wound. Her phone slipped out of her back pocket and fell to the ground with a loud clatter. Desira stared at it momentarily before picking it up and open the contacts.

New Message to:
Brett Talbot

Hey. It's Desira, I'm alive.

New Message From:
Brett Talbot

Good to hear

Desira clicked off her phone and set it on the sink. She went back to dressing her wound. Once she finished she looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was tear streaked, her shirt ripped from her makeshift tourniquet, her hair falling out of it's braid. With a sigh, Desira took the braid fully out and ran her fingers through her hair. She quickly washed her face and went to her bedroom. Desira changed into pajamas, shut her phone off and plugged it in, and turned out her light.

***

Desira walked into the school behind Lydia and Malia. She walked slightly behind them only just having met them at the door. I guess I'm part of the 'inner circle' now, Desira thought as she started to walk next to Malia and Lydia.

"The Dread Doctors by T.R. McCammon," Lydia said while holding the book.

"What?" Malia asked.

"I don't know. There's something about it," she answered.

"Has anyone actually read it yet?" Desira now joined in.

"Just me," Malia said while looking up at Desira, "And I don't understand any of it."

"We should probably all read it," Lydia announced, rejoining the conversation.

"Kira's working on that," Malia stated.

Together the three girls walked to Malia's locker while continuing to talk about the book. Lydia read off the back cover to the girls and looked up with displeasure.

"Sounds vaguely familiar. How does it end?" Lydia now asked Malia.

"It doesn't. This is supposed to be volume one."

"Oh, let me guess. There is no volume two?" Lydia stated sarcastically.

"I think we're living volume two," Desira muttered after listening.

"Then the real question is, is this a novel or someone's prediction?"

"Oookay, on that scary note, I'm going to class," Desira said as she began to walk away.

Desira walked away from the two girls because frankly she was getting scared and she did not need any reason to have more anxiety. Throughout the day Desira listened to bits and pieces of the group's conversations, all which she instantly regretted hearing. Scott, Kira, and Lydia wanting to go the the local insane asylum as if it was just a casual trip to the local 7-11.

"Do you want to come with us, Desira?" Kira asked innocently.

"Um, let me think. Fuck. No," Desira replied with wide eyes.

"You'll be missed," Scott jokingly replied.

"I'll be alive. Okay, I'm going home now, someone needs to feed Stiles if he's sick anyways. Just don't die please."

"Sure thing," Lydia said.

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Word count: 1116

WOW LIZ UPDATED HOLY SHIT. Anyways, please enjoy hoes. I'm going to write a bunch so this can get back on track. After today I'll start updating weekly.

ALSO VERY IMPORTANT: There is a new 04 chapter that I added to make the story longer. Please be sure to read that!!

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