Fairy Tales Exist (Teen Wolf)

bardo

After school I went back to the house and listening to Bella's favorite song. Sam Smith was her favorite. Since mama McCall understood and she loved the song too I played it loud for the entire house to hear. Scott and Isaac walk into my room as I was staring up at the ceiling.

"Lexy, come on." Scott shuts the music off as he grabs my hand and pulls me out of my room.

"Right at her head?" Scott asked as we walk into his room.

"Wait, what?" I asked snapping out of my depression mind.

"Allison almost shot Lydia with an arrow at her head." Scott tells me.

"Almost right through it. And she keeps saying the same thing, that she keeps seeing her aunt. Whatever's happening to you guys is getting worse. If I hadn't been there, then Lydia would be dead." Isaac states.

"What were you doing there?" Scott looks at him.

"Busted." I singed as Isaac gave me the look. Scott throws Isaac out of the room up against the wall.

"Oh, you guys, come on. This house does not have a supernatural ability to heal! So, stop it!" I could hear mama McCall.

"Allison can't handle weapons until we figured out how to stop this madness." I tell Scott as he nods his head.

"I'm heading back to my room to my depressing music." I walk into my room and play the next song.  James Arthur say you won't let go.

"The number you are trying to reach is unavailable at the moment. Please leave a voicemail after the beep." The voicemail lady says. Tears started to develop in my eyes. I could hear the beep as I rush to wipe the tears away.

"Hey, um Derek its me. Of course you would know that." I laughed with my tear stained face.

"I just wanted to tell you that we're doing ok for now." I hesitate.

"Other then the fact that Scott is scared to shift. Stiles has nightmares and can't read. Allison can't shoot anymore. Her aim is off. All three of them are having hallucinations. I have nightmares, I can't sleep at night. I don't know what I'm doing anymore." I could hear the glimpse in my voice. He could probably tell that I was crying.

"Call me when you get this. I just wanna hear your voice. I need to know if your alright." I hang up quickly and wipe more tears away.

I went to school the next day with dark circles under my eyes. I pulled an all nighter.

"Alright everyone. Take a seat. There is a question on the board someone answer." Coach says as the bell rings. Stiles takes a seat in front of me as Scott sat next to him. Stiles was rushing to write something down on a piece of paper.

"Stiles." Scott and I call for him but his eyes stayed glued on the paper.

"Stilinski. Stilinski, are you paying attention back there?" Coach calls for him. Stiles still writing down on the paper did not look up. Coach pulls out his whistle and blows hard.

"Stilinski!" Coach yells.

"Uh-huh?" Stiles looks at him.

"I asked you a question."

"Uh Sorry, Coach. What was it?" Stiles asked.

"It was, Stilinski, are you paying attention back there?" Coach says sarcastically.

"Oh. Well, I am now." Stiles tells him.

'Stilinski, stop reminding me why I drink... Every night. Does anybody else want to try the question on the board?" I raise my hand up.

"Carson." Coach points at me.

"GDP refers to and measures the domestic levels of production, whereas GNP measures the levels of production of any person or corporation of a country."

"Good. What are the similarities?" He asked. I raise my hand again.

"Anyone that is not Carson or Greenberg answer the question." Coach says as I roll my eyes, putting my hand down and face Stiles and Scott.

"I'm okay. I just fell asleep for a second." Stiles says.

"Dude You weren't asleep." Scott tells him. I look over Stiles shoulder and see the tiny neat writing. Wake up, it repeats. Stiles slams a book over top of it.

"Okay, so what happens to a person who has a near-death experience and comes out of it seeing things?" Scott asked as we all gather around the picnic bench.

"And is unable to tell what's real or not?" Stiles added.

"And is being haunted by demonic visions of dead relatives?" Allison asked.

"They're all locked up because they're insane." Isaac says.

"Sign me up." I laughed.

"Ha. Can you at least try to be helpful, please?" Stiles looks at Isaac.

"For half my childhood, I was locked in a freezer. So, being helpful is kind of a new thing for me." Isaac commented.

"Hey, dude, are you still milking that?" Stiles says back.

"Yeah, maybe I am still milking that." Both boys started arguing.

"Hi. Hi, sorry. I couldn't help overhearing what you guys were talking about. And I think I actually might know what you're talking about." Kira walks over to us as I smile​ she smiles at me.

"There's a Tibetan word for it. It's called "Bardo." It literally means "in-between state." The state between life and death." She finishes.

"That actually makes sense. I read about that in a book. Why didn't I think of this before." I shake my head.

"Nerd." Stiles comments.

"Shut up Stiles." I glare and hit him.

"And what do they call you?" Lydia looks her up and down.

"Kira. She's in our History class." Scott says looking at her as she smiles lightly.

"So are you talking Bardo in Tibetan Buddhism or Indian?" Lydia asked her. I pat the seat next to me as I scoot over Kira sits with me.

"Either, I guess. But all the stuff you guys were just saying? All that happens in Bardo. There are different progressive states where you can have hallucinations. Some you see, some you just hear. And you can by visited by peaceful and wrathful deities." Kira states.

"Wrathful deities? And what are those?" Isaac asked.

"Like demons." Kira says.

"Demons. Why not?" Stiles says sarcastically.

"Hold on, if there are different progressive states, then what's the last one?" Allison asked.

"Death. You die." Kira nods her head.

"Well, would you look at that." I smirk.

"And then if you actually die you are reincarnated. According to Buddhism in Indian religion, actually any type of religion. Unless you think that you just die and go to heaven or that there's no afterlife."

"What happens if you actually die and stay in the same body?" I asked.

"Depending on the death. Drown, you can easily come back to life and stay in the same body. Unless there's some sort of supernatural force inside of you it would be impossible to survive a stab or gunshot wound. Unless you are a guardian. A guardian is mentally powerful creatures. They take the shape of humans and their gifts or abilities are passed down once every other generation to the youngest sibling."

"Uh huh." Stiles studies Kira.

"On their sixteenth birthday they gain all of their abilities. They usually take one which is telepathy, telekinesis, mind readers, future seekers and so on." Kira smiles weakly.

"Interesting." I sighed.