Lahey || Teen Wolf

epilogue

"You look nice, Isaac." Stiles said as he helped his friend straighten his tie.

The boy let out a shaky breath, "I'm not sure why I'm so nervous about this."

"Everyone normally is when it comes to something like this."

Isaac Lahey looked down at the suit he was wearing, a maroon tie adding just enough color to the outfit.

"You think she'll like it?" he asked, looking up at Stiles.

He nodded, "I know she will. Anyways, maroon is the color of that sweatshirt you once gave her. She loved that thing."

Isaac looked in the mirror once again.  He had to look perfect for her.

"You ready?" Stiles asked.

He nodded and then followed the boy out of the room they were in.

Isaac, Stiles, Scott, and Derek walked down the aisle of the church. The church was packed out. The four took their seats next to Sheriff Stilinski. Every one of them dressed nicely in a suit.

Stiles looked around at the church. Everyone there because of his sister, his twin. His eyes landed on the large picture frame that held his favorite picture of his sister. The picture was one his Dad had taken on their birthday this year.

Their last birthday together.

The service had already gotten into full swing by the time Stiles got himself to look at his sister. The large wooden box that held her lifeless body didn't do anything for him, he just wanted her back. He wanted to hug her and have one of her pep talks.

Heck, he'd even want her to be sitting on his bed telling him how stupid whatever he was about to do was.

He'd do anything, as long as it meant getting her back.

Just a couple days ago the girl had died in his arms as they sat there in the ground. The girl had died with a smile on her face. She was going to be with her mother once again, someone she so terribly missed.

Stiles was pulled from his thoughts when a familiar voice began talking up at the podium.

It was Lydia Martin.

The strawberry blonde was asked to speak for Collins funeral. The two girls had never been super close, but everyone came to a conclusion that she really knew the girl the best.

That was the thing about Lydia, she knew each one of her friends probably better than they knew themselves. Lydia truly cared about the people she called "friend."

"Where do I start?"

Lydia began took a deep breath before continuing.

"That's the question I asked myself when I got asked to speak today. They told me to just tell of Collins Stilinski's accomplishments or the things I admired most about her, but I couldn't do that. This girl was just too special to just list off random things about her.

Collins was a special girl. She had the perfect amounts of sass, sarcasm, and caring in her body. She was also the best friend you could've ever asked for.

She held a special spot in each of our hearts. These spots included: Daughter, Sister, Twin, Friend, and Girlfriend."

Each of the boys on the front row looked down at their feet. The more Lydia spoke, the more it became real.

The more it hit them that their Collins was gone.

"She was such a strong girl and smart too. Extremely smart, she even almost beat out me sometimes. This girl had been through so much and she never gave up.

She only ever cared about those around her and always wanted everyone to make sure they knew they were loved. Knowing you were loved was something that was truly important to her.

In the end, I remember something that Stiles, her twin brother, told me a few days ago...

'Death doesn't happen to you. It happens to everyone around you. To all the people left standing at your funeral, trying to figure out how they're going to live the rest of their lives without you in it.'

And I know, for sure, that's what we're all here thinking today. How are we going to live our lives without Collins Lainey Stilinski?"