Stiles pov
As I woke up I saw the light coming from the window, I hadn't seen a light like that in months, just then the doors open.
Scott and the rest come in. Everyone but Malia.
"how do you feel?" Scott asked.
"where's malia?" I ask.
Something didn't feel right, something happened. Everything changed the minute they all stood still and quiet without an answer.
"what's the last thing you remember?" Scott asks me.
"yesterday, the fight" I said simply.
"stiles the fight wasn't yestetday," Scott answersd. "it was 3 weeks ago,"
I couldn't believe it. It had felt like it was just yesterday.I couldn't believe I had been sleeping for so long. But I still wondered where malia was.
"Malia?" I simply asked.
"I'm so sorry Stiles," Scott says as tears fall down his face.
Malia couldn't be dead.
She just simply couldn't. After everything I had to see her one last time. Yet I knew it was impossible.
"what happened to her?" I ask.
" during the fight she was injured just like you but her injuries were much worse considering she had faster healing. We brought her to the hospital but we still lost her," Scott answered.
I couldnt feel anything, I felt empty with nothing else to think about.
