Drawn ||Stilinski|| [1] *ON HOLD*

fourteen// The dead over runs the living

A/N; I just want to add that I have made the decision of making Kayliegh's hair straight all throughout this series, it just helps me more, even though I know what the actress looks like. This is just so the people who are reading this now know, now you shall read.

Scott, Stiles and myself split away with the Sheriff, heading to Scott's house, stopping at my house on the way.

"I'll be a couple of minutes, I'm just going to grab a few things and I'll be right back", I said as I was getting out of the Jeep, having to make Scott get out at the same time, to allow me to pass.

"I'm coming with you", I looked back into the Jeep and Stiles started climbing out. I went around to his side of the Jeep, helping him get out with out falling over.

"You don't have to, I'm just going in and coming out."

"I need to talk to you anyway", that sent a chill down my spine and I shut the door behind him.

"Okay, sure. If that's what you want". "I helped him walk around the Jeep, "we'll be back soon, Scott", I said to the boy who was still standing outside the Jeep, he replied with a nod before getting in the Jeep and shutting the door.

He put his head out the window, "if its serious, take the time", he said, indicated towards Stiles who replied with a nod and we both started walking up to the front door of my house.

I let go off Stiles' arm, unlocking the door before pulling him inside and shutting the door behind us, pressing my forehead against it. "Whatever you need to say, say it. If you want me to leave, I will."

"Leave? Why would you think of that?", I turned around confused, before grabbing his arm and starting to help him towards the stairs.

"Because of what I said at the station, what I've said half the time. The incidents with the nogitsune, that you remember. I just thought that because of all that, you wouldn't want me here", I finished as we got to the top of the stairs.

"I don't want you to leave. I just wanted to know what you remembered, everything with the nogitsune, that is." I stopped in my tracks, Stiles stopping with me. His head was turned to me while I looked at the door to my room, that was a couple of steps away. Seeing a large scratch mark crossing it and a piece of paper hanging from the door. "What is it?", Stiles asked, looking into the direction of the door.

I let him go, walking towards the door. I pressed my hand against the scratch -that seemed more like a claw mark- it went from one side of the door to another, in a diagonally position. I pulled the note off the door, reading it, over and over, the words running through my head, I turned it over, seeing a name that didn't belong to anyone I knew. Deucallion.

"What does it say?", Stiles said from behind me, looking over my shoulder.

"Sometimes the truth needs to stay hidden", the words seemed to confuse us both, staring at each other, trying to find an answer.

"A name?", I shook my head no, lying to him about the name that was on the back of the paper. I held the paper in my hand, using the other one to open the door. I pushed it open, revealing the walls covered with newspaper. I walked in, looking at one of the newspapers, the same cover was everywhere, copies laid on the walls. "Parents killed in crash, death uncertain? What the hell is this?", my eyes searched the papers on the walls, looking at the same familiar photo, walking backwards, seeing the same picture appear even more. I stood in the middle of the room, my breathing increasing as I span in a circle, trying to find something unfamiliar. "Kayliegh? You okay?"

I kept searching, my head shaking, signalling a no. It was all the same, the same paper placed on the walls. "Its all the same, its the same, its the same, its the same."