After a terrible fire that killed almost everyone in their family, Cassandra and Cora Hale fled Beacon Hills and stayed at South America for years, not knowing that their brother and their uncle was alive.
When a news came to them that there was a n...
I got out of my room. I walked towards the kitchen to grab myself a glass of water. Scott wasn't in my room when I woke up. He must've already went home.
A familiar scent filled my nose. I turned around, expecting to see my brother but he wasn't there. Only his leather jacket.
I walked towards it and grabbed it, immediately bringing it up to my nose and inhaling the scent. My eyes starts to well up with tears. I slid down to the wall and let the tears fall free from my eyes.
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I can't believe my brother's dead. My brother who I thought died in the fire but ended up being alive, only to be killed by Deucalion and his pack. I just got him back. He couldn't be dead.
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My sobs filled the room. I held the material close to myself as I continue to cry when I felt a presence beside me. I didn't look at the person and hugged Derek's jacket tightly.
A hand brushed my hair and another on my knee. It was Scott.
I wiped my tears and cleared my throat. "I didn't hear you come in."
"I just wanna make sure you're okay before I go to the meet." He said.
I sniffled and stood up. "Oh yeah. I, um, forgot about the meet. Let me just get ready."
I turned around and started walking to my room when I felt a hand wrapped around my wrist.
"Hey, you don't have to go." Scott softly said. "Just stay here and rest."
I shook my head. "No. I can't stay in this loft all day. It just reminds me of..." I paused, not having the courage in me to say his name. Scott didn't say anything so I took that as my cue to walk to my room and get ready.
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"Yo, Scotty. Hey, yo, Scotty? Still with me?" Stiles snapped his fingers in front of Scott's face. Scott turned his attention from mine to to his bestfriend.
