Aeonian •Book 1•

Sixteen;

This is the last chapter, my babies. Thank you a million, trillion times for reading this story and commenting and voting. I love each and every one of you so much it's crazy. Thaaaaaaaaaaaaank you.

P.S. Pretend the girl in the gif is Scarlet okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

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That night I had the worst struggle in the world. I wanted to stay attached to Stiles, but I didn’t want to let my mom out of my sight and he didn’t want to let his dad out of his. We settled for going to our own houses and staying on the phone with each other the entire night.

“It has to be like four in the morning,” I whispered through a thick yawn.

I was currently lying in between Scott and my mother in her bed while Isaac laid in the floor just beside her. Let’s just say, we weren’t letting her out of our sight any time soon. Stiles and I were both dead tired, but we wanted to talk to each other too much to hang up. I’d gotten a maybe three hours of sleep total.

“It’s actually almost six,” he replied through a yawn. “What time do you usually get up?”

My mom’s alarm started blaring and all four of us in the room let out a groan. “Right now, I’ll see you at seven.”

“Mhmm,” he replied before I heard him hang up his phone.

“You two are seriously the most annoying thing in the world. You kept me up most of the night with your gross pillow-talk,” Isaac complained as we brushed our teeth.

“Most of the night we were just breathing because we were sleeping. You’re stupid,” I said, bumping him with my hip. “Oh yeah, way to hold the freakin’ earth up with your super-wolfy-strength and keeping it from smushing my mom. I’m impressed and proud.”

“Shut up and go get ready,” he said, but I saw the pink coloring his cheeks. “And thank you, for everything.”

I knew that meant for letting him stay here and for being a sister to him. I seriously treated him just like I treated Scott. Thinking that, I turned around and stood on my tiptoes to hug him around his neck. He put his toothbrush down and hugged my waist just as tight, lifting me a little in the process.

“I’m really glad that I’ve got two brothers to look out for me,” I whispered against his chest, but I knew that he heard me.

“I’ve always wanted a family that cared about me, and I’m really glad that I finally found it,” he whispered thickly to me. “Thank you more than you’ll ever know.”

“Stop it! You’re going to make me cry before I go to work,” mom said, making us break apart.

I pulled my head away from Isaac’s chest to see her standing behind us with Scott’s arm around her. Needless to say, a group hug ensued with a little bit of crying. We finally broke apart and went to finish getting ready.

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Isaac was riding to school with Allison this morning, I was positive there was something going on there but whatevs, and I was riding with Stiles while Scott drove his dirt bike. I was on edge the entire ride until I couldn’t hold in my questions any longer.

“Pull over,” I stated, crossing my arms and turning my body to face his. “I can’t stand this. I want to know what’s going on with us before I fall for you and get my heart broken when you’re not as invested as I am.”

“Scar, the last thing I ever want to do is break your heart,” he told me after he’d pulled over to the curb. “I want to be with you; I’m as invested as a person can be, trust me.”