The Forgotten Hale | Teen Wolf / Chris Argent

15. No More

Mkaii I drew Aiyana in amine-style... so, deal w/ it! Ik she has brown hair, not ginger/peach/red! But spoilers, she'll color her hair very soon. During the fight scene in this chap, she'll be like (pic) w/ the wendigo, only brown hair. Yep, mkaii.
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*Aiyana's POV*
-"A-Ai?" Chris mumbled, looking at me with his big eyes. I simply waved, smiling a little. It soon enough vanished though. I looked at his big shirt, then his shoulder. Scars, deep ones. I sighed, looking at the floor.
-"I apologize for cutting your shoulder. I just.. lost myself," I whispered, too afraid to look him in the eyes. I did that to him...

-"The scars? They're perfect. I think of them as a gift, and so should you. Look, come here," Chris said as he stood up, walking towards the open floor. I hesitated a bit at first before giving in, running in his arms. I let out a happy sigh, hugging him tighter.
-"Now tell me, why are you all dirty like this?" Chris asked, taking a step away from me. He looked up and down, raising an eyebrow.

-"I've sort of been gone for two months. I didn't have a shower meanwhile," I mumbled back, blushing. Chris looked down at my stomach, stopping there. He smiled, looking up at me. I opened my mouth, but he stopped me.
-"I told you that you would get pregnant!" Chris almost shouted, pulling me in for a new hug.
-"Yep. I'll just leave, and you two figure out about it," Derek mumbled, walking towards the door.
-"Sure. See you later, brother," I replied, waving towards him. Once the door was shut, Chris pulled away from the hug.

-"Come, let's get you cleaned up. Oh, and there's a little surprise in the bathroom," Chris said, smirking. He grabbed my wrist, dragging me with him.
-"I want to apologize for leaving. I-I just, needed a break," I explained, walking to wherever he led me. This whole apartment was new, I was like a new lost puppy.

-"I understand. It was better that you left when you did. We all have been having some.. problems lately," Chris mumbled. He let out a whistle, barely knocking on the door. A loud bark suddenly came, and my eyes went wide. I opened the door to the bathroom. I looked at the floor, and there he stood.
-"Baron, boy!" I said loudly, getting down on my knees. It took some seconds before he managed to recognize me, but eventually ran up to me.

I looked back up at Chris, patting Baron.
-"What sort of problems?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
-"Peter has looked for you, but not for the better. If he finds you, he'll kill you. We all were afraid that he would find you before we did," Chris replied, stepping into the bathroom. "Go out, boy."
A second later, Baron ran past me and out. Then Chris shut the door, looking down at me.

-"What?" I asked, shrugging.
-"Get up from the floor. I thought you wanted a shower. The clothes you left, they're in the highest drawer. And yeah, get comfortable. I'll be in the living room," Chris said, leaving out of the door. I stood up, walking towards the shower. Not that new... I let out a sigh, stripping off whatever that was left of my clothes. I threw them in the trash, walking over to the drawer. I opened it, looking. The same old clothes. I yawned, picking some random clothes.

I walked then to the shower, turning it on. As the water poured onto my body, I could finally relax. I just grabbed some soap, not caring which. When I was done, I stepped out. I looked around, sighing.
-"Chris?!" I shouted, looking at myself in the mirror. I really need to fix my hair sooner or later. Perhaps I should color it as well?
-"Yeah? Is there something you need?" Chris shouted over the door. I smirked, looking at the floor.
-"I don't know where the towels are. Oh, and.. you aren't afraid to come inside, are you?" I replied, hugging myself. The door opened and he stepped inside.

-"Nope. They should be right... here," Chris replied, walking to the lowest drawer. He threw a big one to me, nodding.
-"Well, thank you. I, uh... yeah," I mumbled, not quite sure what to say.
-"No problem," Chris said, laughing before shutting the door. I lightly blushed, looking at the towel.