Stiles POV
I close my eyes tight shut, tears still streaming down my soaking wet face and I barely manage to stifle a sob at the realization that Scott hasn't got a clue what is going on, and also because of how much I hate myself for what I'm about to do.
"Scott?" I whisper shakily into the phone, my hand holding the phone trembling like crazy.
"Stiles? What's wrong, baby? Are you hurt? Are you having a panic attack?" Scott asks, definitely worried now. I open my eyes and look back over to where James is basically holding my daughter hostage. I let out a small sob.
"No, no... It's nothing like that." I cry into the phone, wishing to any god or deity out there that I don't have to do this, but I have to save Claudia's life. This is the only way I can do it. If Scott knew what situation I was in right now, he would understand. I wish I could tell him, but if I do, I'm absolutely sure that James will shoot Claudia in an instant.
"Then what is it?" Scott asks, still worried. I continue to cry a little, unable to gain the courage to tell Scott what I have to tell him. I can see the impatience growing on James' face, which makes me cry harder.
"Stiles, honey, you're scaring me. What's going on? You sound really upset." Scott asks again and I can hear some shuffling in the background, telling me that Scott is moving somewhere. I take a deep breath and try not to think about what I'm about to say, trying to focus my mind on something else.
"I'm breaking up with you. We're done." I eventually tell Scott, every word breaking my heart a thousand times each. It's so hard for me to say those two small sentences without completely breaking down into crying and wailing where no one would be able to understand me. I hear Scott laughing on the other end of the phone, probably thinking I'm joking.
"What?" Scott asks in disbelief, still laughing a little bit.
"Come on, Stiles. What's the real problem?" Scott asks, definitely not believing what I just told him. He just thinks it's a big joke. I want it to be a joke. I want to laugh with him and say that it was all a joke and that I'm okay... But I can't. I shake my head a little, my vision becoming blurred from tears once more.
"That is the problem, Scott. I'm breaking up with you. This was never going to work between us, I should have known. I... I never want to see you again." I answer in a trembling voice, tears still pouring down my face. I'm trying to make this look believable for James. If I don't, he's going to kill Claudia.
"What?" Scott asks, in a much more sadder and shocked voice this time.
"Why? I don't understand... What did I do? What's wrong? Whatever it is, we can fix this, Stiles. I love you." Scott begs me, sounding like he's on the verge of tears, which makes me feel worse.
"Don't make this harder for me, Scott. Please." I say desperately, closing my eyes, wanting nothing more than to just disappear from this world.
"I don't understand, Stiles. What happened to always being here for me? Why are you breaking up with me?" Scott asks anyway, and I can hear him crying a little bit.
"I just have to, Scott! I don't want to see you again!" I yell into the phone, angry at the position that James is putting me in and devastated that I have to do this to Scott. I take a deep breath to calm myself down a little.
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FanfictionIt has been 10 years since Scott, Stiles and the rest of their friends graduated high school. Their lives went in completely different directions after high school, and unfortunately, the two best friends lost touch and never saw each other after gr...