How Did We Get Here

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"The truth is hiding in your eyes,
And it's hanging on your tongue,
Just boiling in my blood,
But you think that I can't see,
What kind of man that you are,
If you're a man at all,
Well I will figure this one out,
On my own"
-Decode by Paramore

Stiles
I'd never been one to overthink things when it came to myself. Sure, when it came to others I had theories and hypotheses on every little decision they made that were so incomprehensible that only an ADHD riddled mind like myself could follow.

So you'd think with my constant stuttering and oversharing that I'd be some confident weirdo. But actually, I keep the personal stuff close to my chest locked up and only to be seen by a few select people because of the scars on my heart significant to a young boy losing his mother and learning to shut others out with my sarcastic wit, confident air, and ability to not over share so that I would never have to feel that same pain again.

So I kept some things to myself like how broken I was, how smart I was despite my ADHD, and the fact that I figured out that I was bisexual the summer before 9th grade. I instead became the goofy, adorable, selfless nerd who would do anything for my friends but would never think twice about myself. Which landed me in the predicament that I was in now.

We were taking down this week's big bad that turned out to be a full on witch. Pointy nose, warts, and hat to complete the stereotype. Scott was finishing her off when the witch popped out one final spell heading straight towards him. Me, being the heroic dumbass that I am jumped in front of him taking the hit. As I fell to the ground I knew 6 things to be true:

1. I was most likely going to die and my dad would be so pissed.
2. Curly fries were the food of the gods.
3. Derek Hale was undeniably HOT.
4. I am completely, irrevocably in love with Lydia Martin and one day we would be married.
5. No matter what as long as Scott and I stayed friends we would get through anything and the rest of the world would just have to shift and fall into place for us.

With that in mind I watched the world fade into darkness.

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