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*SAD WARNING! This chapter is a very emotional and sad chapter. THERE IS NO SEXUAL CONTENT, just a heartbroken and tender situation. READ WITH CAUTION*
Theo looked around Athena's bedroom, considering this was the first time he was in here since he started staying with Athena.
The room was a lot different than the one she had at her dad's apartment, this one was simple, but interesting enough for the girl, unlike the one she had when she still lived with Argent, which had all her stuff from when she was 14, like her neon pink dresser and desk. It was very, Athena, now. The walls were white, of course, but the accent color was red.
For the Argents.
It was a pretty blood red color; a color Theo was sure Athena would never want to see again.
The pillows on her bed stood out nicely against her white bed sheet. A red rimmed mirror on the wall.
There was a dresser, but it was black. And on top of it, were several picture frames. Furrowing his eyebrows, Theo took a few steps towards it and picked up a random frame, smiling immediately at the sight of two little girls, around the ages of 9 or 10, standing next to each other in bright blue and orange bathing suits, hair wet and a blow-up pool in the background.
It was Athena and, who he assumed was Allison. They were clutching each other as if they would lose the other if they let go. It made Theo sad, so he put it down and picked up a different one. This one was of Athena, and she stood next to Lydia and Allison. The three were huddled together at what looked like a bowling alley. Picking up another, he smirked at her and Stiles, who were sticking their tongue out at each other. There was one of her, a tall boy with curly blonde hair, who Theo could only assume was a boy named Isaac because of the many stories Athena had told of him, alongside Scott, Allison, Kira, Stiles and Lydia, where everyone was making a goofy face. The next one he picked up was one of just Athena and Isaac smiling widely, the Eiffel Tower behind them shining bright gold against the dark, star scattered sky. Theo's eyes were glued on Athena, who was dressed similar to Isaac, very comfy in her glasses, jeans and Beacon Hills sweatshirt with 14 on the front, and her dark hair in a messy bun. She was cute. So fucking cute. And happy. He missed her being happy. Placing it down gently, he looked at the last one on the dresser.
It was, surprisingly, a photo of Athena standing next to Jordan Parrish. Athena was decked out in her graduation cap and gown, and she was grinning, her hand clutching her cap and she held it in the air. Jordan's hand was wrapped tightly around her waist. Rolling his eyes, he grabbed another one, and his breathing stopped.
It was of him and her.
They were smiling at each other. Or, he was smiling down and she was looking up. But they looked happy, with her arms around his waist and his tucked behind her back. That day was their 2nd date, he had taken her downtown to the fair.
