orphic [1] ⇻ stiles stilinski

xiii. heart monitor

[ start of heart monitor part two ]

AFTER THEIR TALK on the lacrosse field, Eleanor decided that maybe talking to someone about what had been going on was a good idea. She decided to take Stiles up on the offer of his company during their free period while Jaden and Scott attended Geography.

Eleanor's long brown hair had since been pulled into a messy bun, and the pair had taken refuge in front of their lockers in the empty hallway of the school, having only each other as company. Although, this was completely okay with the best friends, they did not want anyone eavesdropping anyway.

"So," The nervous boy started, pushing his bag next to hers as he looked on at her expectantly, "What's really been going on?"

Eleanor sighed in exhaustion, tucking a piece of hair behind her pierced ear as she shuffled closer to him, resting her head on his flannel covered shoulder. Stiles fidgeted at the action, before settling down comfortably as he awaited her reply.

"Everything. I miss Laura. She would've been able to help with all of this, help with Scott's transformation, anything. I'd do anything to see her again. And to meet the creature that killed her, it terrified me, though I'd never admit it to Jaden or Derek. That night, it just happened so fast. You and Scott are arguing about me as well, I mean, is it really worth it? -"

Before Eleanor could finish with her explanation, Stiles grabbed hold of her small hands, making eye contact. "Of course it is Nora. It's always worth it. We're just having a disagreement, it will blow over soon, but you're important to me and I'm angry he just chose Allison to save and not you!"

Her eyes softened at the reply he gave to her and she smiled, gently kissing Stiles' shoulder in affection. "You're too good to me, Ti."

He shook his head at both the nickname and the statement and placed an equally affectionate peck in her hair. "No, I'm not! You're just going through a lot and best friends are supposed to help you through stuff like that. It's what I'm here for."

"You're an angel." Eleanor hummed pleasantly, ignoring the pain in her chest when Stiles uttered 'best friends'.

The sound of boots clapping against the hallway floor made the pair look up, meeting a slightly distressed friend. Allison. She ran a hand through her disheveled hair and frowned when realising she had interrupted the couple. However, she desperately needed to talk with Eleanor.

"I'm so sorry, I'm interrupting something important, aren't I?" She rushed, her eyes showing such emotion that Eleanor knew something was wrong.

While Stiles desperately nodded his head 'yes', Eleanor shook her head 'no' and stood to her feet, breaking free of her position against the lockers with Stiles. She rubbed her palms against her jeans and glared at Stiles' answer.