In The Dark

She's Gone

                Aiden's POV
      Derek stands up and goes to the door. When he opens it, Stiles and Scott are standing out in the hallway as well. I force myself to get up and walk over. "It's only gonna get worse isn't it?" Scott asks Derek. He nods.
    "We all know we can take them on," he says. "Your smart, I have experience, Peter has the...well he's Peter." Surprisingly, Scott chuckles. He looks at me and gives a small smile.
    "I'm sorry for the way I acted. You didn't deserve-"
    "It's fine, Scott. I'm sorry too," I say. Stiles studies my face.
    "Oh god, your sick," he says loudly. Our parents aren't here, so we don't have to worry about the noise. I give him a so what? look. "Whenever you're sick, I get sick. It's like some twin witchy voodoo." I hug him, making him tense. He gates being sick.
    "Twin witchy voodoo." I pull back and walk into my room. Anxiety fills me as I look outside my window. I haven't felt it since I became human again. Someone is going to die, and that person has to be close to us. What if it's Scott? Or Stiles? As sad as I would be if it were anyone else, I would die myself if it were my own brother.
    I sit down in the chair next to my window and take deep breath. I took my medication for my anxiety before I layer down, so I can't now. The door opens and Derek's walks back in.
    "You okay?" He asks me. I nod, also lying to myself. He kneels down in front of me and looks into my eyes. "You know you can't lie to me."
    "I know and it sucks." He takes my hand and pulls me up. He sits down on my bed and sets me in his lap.
    "Everything is going to be-"
    "Don't say that, cause its not. Someone, one of our friends, is going to die," I say. He wipes my tears with the pad of his thumb. My voice is so scratchy, its embarrassing.
     "I'm sorry you've been brought into this."
    "I didn't have a choice."
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      "We're going out," Stiles shouts as he comes running down the stairs with Scott behind him. Mom and dad look at him with a cocked brows.
   "Since when do you not ask first?" My mom asks. He shrugs.
    "Dad usually will take any opportunity he gets to have me out of the house." My mom looks at her ex husband with a glare. While they start arguing, Stiles and Scott run out of the house.
     "Guys, will you stop for a second," I yell, getting their attention. They both look at me with surprised expressions. "See, quiet. This is how a house with a full family should sometimes be; not always yelling at each other during the day, then fucking at night."
    "Excuse me?" My mom says angrily.
   "I'm not deaf. You do realize I don't have to be here. Melissa offered to let me stay with her until you leave, but no, here I am. The only reason I'm staying is for the hope that you guys finally getting along again and stiles. And do you really think that's a good example to give your daughter when it comes to relationships?"
    They side eye each other. I'm finally loosing my shit and it's shocking all three of us. "With the relationship you're in, you don't need any examples since its all going to go to he-"
    "Dammit, I know that mom!" My dad stands up and goes r sit next to me. He places his hand on my arm. "Did I ever say that I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with Derek? No. There's a very very small chance that that will happen. And don't use me to get out of admitting that you're the one wrong."
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               Derek's POV
       We all stand in a line in front of the army of assassins. They all disappear into thin air. Scott kicks out behind him as the faceless person in black has him from behind. Isaac and I run towards him, but soon there are two in front of us and we're all fighting our own.
     I fall back hard when the assassin does something to me. In a distance, one of them gets an arrow to the chest and something starts coming out. Soon, it's just a pile of black dust. All of us distract the assassins so Allison can get them with the bow.
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      Allison falls to the ground right about the last one is dead. Scott catches her and sits on the ground with her head on his lap. "You did it," he says. She smiles, tears coming out of her eyes.
    "We did it." A look of realization crosses Scotts face. He glaces down at her side to see a dangerous about of blood. With the shallow beat of her heart, we all know its too late to try and save her.
    "Allison," he gasps. Tears spill from his eyes as well as he sobs. She shakes her head.
   "I'm okay. It's okay," she says in a whisper. "I'm going to die in the arms of my first love, isn't that what everyone dreams of?" He holds her tightly. This is giving me flashbacks. "Tell my dad...tell him...tell" she's gone before she can finish talking. A loud scream comes from Lydia of Allison's name.
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               Aiden's POV
    The front door opens and Stiles and Derek walk in. I'm surprised he actually came in knowing my parents are here. They've barely said a word to each other or me since my outburst. I stand up and run Stiles, hugging him tightly. I know he didn't do anything in the fight, but there was still that chance; he's always getting himself in trouble.
    I go to Derek and smile up at him while placing my hands on his waist. "What?" I ask when I notice he isn't smiling or seem happy in the slightest. I turn to my brother. "What happened?" Our parents stand, feeling the tension.
    "Allison," he all he has to say for me to understand what happened. My knees gibe out and I'm about to fall to the floor, but stiles grabs me and sits in the floor, both of us crying.
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         "She's gone," I mumble into Derek's chest. Again, I can barely keep my eyes open, but this Rome its from crying so much. I just lost one of my best friends and the pain is horrible. Knowing I won't ever be able to talk to her again hurts.
    "I know. I'm sorry," he says, kissing my shoulder. The door opens and my dad comes in. I squeeze Derek's hand.
    "Stiles told me what happened," he says, leaning against the door frame. "I'm sorry. I know how close you and Alli were." I can tell he feels uncomfortable with Derek and I.
   "I don't want to really talk about it right now. But thanks, dad." He smiles and nods towards Derek before leaving. I sit up and look down at him.
   "How's Scott?" I ask. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.
   "As well as you would think he is after loosing his first love," he says. "He's gonna blame himself; think he could have done more when there was nothing. You just have to be there for him."

AN: Watching Allison's death hurt (even though I didn't like her that much), but kind of writing it was worse. Comment your thoughts and share! Stay alive |-/     -Veah