The story of my life. (rewriting)

Chapter 1

MR. SEXY STILES. ---> TO YOUR RIGHT.

Today was the first day that I moved from Beacon Hills to Dallas. I thought it was going be the worst 4 years of my entire life. But wait and see to see that I thought wrong. So me and my dad moved all the way from their broke down apartment to an magnificent three story house. Stiles Dad; John; was just an small town police officer until he got called to be a full time Sheriff in Louisiana. The more crime that happens the more money coming in. Texas wasn't that horrible of a place compared to other places we've lived.

The moving truck people had already left earlier this morning so we had hopped into my dad's sexy BMW and was 10 hours away from Texas. We would have flew but my father didn't reserve the tickets early enough and they were expensive so we just drove and rode the 17 hours taking turns driving.

You're probably asking where is my Jeep. Well, 3 weeks back I got into this horrible wreck and got my car totaled. So i just bought a new one but it's being "delivered" to my house because I bought it when we went down there too look for houses and cars but it wasn't ready to go yet. I wanted more features on it so I drove it too one of the mechanics and let them do that. And it's finally done and being drove to my house as we speak.

I was listening to my Beyonce that lady is literally flawless on my beats when I felt a finger tap my shoulder. I looked over too see my dad moving one hand telling me too pull them off so I pulled them off and he said," So how do you think you'll like Dallas"

" I think it's gonna be fucking horrible."

"Watch your mouth." He replied. I just rolled my eyes and went to put my headphones back on but he slapped my hand away causing me to drop them.

"What?!" I asked annoyed.

"Well i think it's gonna be awesome. You know why?"

Probably because you got that new whore of a girlfriend. I thought but instead said, "why?"

" Because new school,new you,new me, and a new life. We can leave everything that's happened in Beacon Hills back in Beacon Hills."

How could he say that my mother has just died not even a month ago and you're saying just leave everything behind. That's probably the main reason we left to get out of that place where my mother had died on their bed. His wife,his lover, and the mother of his child spirit and grave was left behind there.

~FLASHBACK MOMENT.~

Just a few weeks back Stiles had just gotten home from practice. When he heard his mother yell from the kitchen "Do you want anything to eat?"

"I'm starving" Stiles replied.

As soon as he walked into the kitchen he heard a glass plate hit the ground he ran to his mother as soon as she hit the ground. He saw that she was coughing up blood and throwing up. He rushed to the phone dialed 911 and they weren't answering fast enough so he picked his mother up and ran towards his jeep. Stiles had noticed his mother had gotten skinnier; but he shook it off. He laid her in the back of his truck and ran towards the driver's side and floored towards the hospital.

After he had arrived there he took his mother inside and screamed
"HELP! PLEASE HELP US!"

That's when 3 three female nurses ran towards him one with a gurney. A male doctor ran towards them and got his mother from them. And rushed her to the O.R. I tried to go with her but one of the nurses said that I had to stay and they will come get me when they knew something.

She led me towards the waiting room where their was a few families looking sad and gloomy. I walked to the bathroom and called my dad.

He picked up on the 3rd ring knowing I wouldn't call him at work unless I needed something important.

"What's wrong?" His first words as he said.

"Come to the hospital now. It's mom."

Next thing I heard was my dad yelling telling someone about the situation and he'll be back maybe.

"I'll be there in 2 minutes" Weird it takes 10 minutes to get here from the police station.

" Hurry,daddy."

That's the first time I've called him daddy in 4 years.

Dial tone...

I start pacing the room until someone knocked on the door saying they needed the bathroom. I opened the door to see this fine male nurse. I was speechless. He was so sexy and had on scrubs that hugged his stomach. When he spoke I noticed I was staring.

He cleared his throat and I looked up too see him blushing hard. "Um... Can i get the bathroom?"

" Yeah... sure." He moved so I could walk out and I walked out making sure to catch a glimpse of his butt. I walked back into the hallway too see my dad yelling at female nurse who looked like she was about to pee herself. 

"Dad?"

"Stiles."

He turned and ran to me and hugged me tight.

"What happened?"

He whispered and as he released me and we walked into the waiting room together to find that its empty now.

We sat down and I replied "she was about to make me a snack after I had got home from practice and that's when I heard the plate hit the floor and she passed out and I cooped her up and carried her to my car and I ran in here and they took her away and-" My voice cracking at the end knowing that she probably isn't okay.

He hugged me tight. "I knew something had to be wrong with her she wasn't acting the same anymore. I should have known. I should have been a better son too her. I should have-"

My dad interrupted me saying " No, don't you do that to yourself. Don't beat yourself up over something you had no control over. You hear me?"

All i could do was nod afraid if I talked i would have a panic attack in this waiting room. We sat in that waiting room for 5 hours before a doctor came in and had a look of disappointment on his face and that's when I knew my whole world was destroyed just by that look.

We both shot up and asked at the same time "What's wrong with her?"

He had said they'd ran multiple tests and came back with the same answer which was she had stage 2 lung cancer and she had a huge tumor on the side of her brain that was not able to be removed without her dying in her surgery.

He basically said the only thing we could do was take her home and wait for her too die. But i just couldn't watch my lifeline,my caregiver, my cheerer upper (is that a word) and my mother of 16 years just die. After he said those words I knew I couldn't just see her in that bed not able to move or do anything with herself.

I had asked him "how many months does she have left?"

He said "not even that long unfortunately 3 weeks left." And that's when I fainted...

Thanks so much for reading. Hope you all have an amazing day/week. Sorry it's so boring. I promise it gets better. In the process of editing. I love you all.

REMEMBER: Being normal is boring and never try to fit in you're better all being a square then in a circle full of fakes. Okay now BYEEEEEE!

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EDITED: 2/27/15 & 3/29/16