Take My Love ➵ Stilinski

Suppressed Memory

"My mom's book club usually has more wine."

All of us, including Theo for some reason, we're piled at our house to read this book. I tried to read some last night, but it was so boring I fell asleep. We need to stick together while we read because according to Valack, the book causes hallucinations. I thought that was bullshit until it actually happened to Malia. She said she had seen something about the car wreck from when she was a kid. She ran out into traffic and almost got hit by a car. Theo was with her for some reason and was able to save her. I still don't understand why everyone beside Stiles and I trust him so quickly. I mean, I still stick with my original statement. He hasn't done anything to make me trust or distrust him. I still don't find him an ally.

"Well, they also probably didn't read books that cause violent hallucinations." I mumble.

"That's why Malia's here." Scott motioned to Malia.

"So none of us go running into traffic?" Kira asked.

Lydia nodded, "Or worse."

"Like what happened to Judy." Malia said.

I look at her confused, "Who?"

"Chapter 14. " She answered.

"Maybe I should have my mother read it. She might remember a girl with a tail leaping off the ceiling and attacking everyone." Lydia said.

Stiles speaks up, "Yeah, if it works."

"It has to." Lydia says.

"What's that mean?" I ask.

Lydia looked at the book, "I think I saw them during my surgery. When I look at the cover of the book, it's almost like..."

"A memory trying to surface." Theo finished. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Isn't that what Valack wanted when he wrote it?" Kira asked.

"If they did something to me, I want to know what it is." Lydia said.

After that, we all found a spot to sit in and start reading. Stiles grabbed two books, one for me and one for him, and pulled me in the kitchen. I looked at him, "Why are we in here?"

"I'm not sitting in there with him." He answers.

I pulled out the chair and sat down, "Fair enough."

He sat down next to me and opened the book. I follow suit, picking up where I left off. I'm only on chapter 4, and I fell like I'm not going to get much further. I feel like there is a block in my head that won't let me get into it. Every time I start reading, I fall asleep.

I look up at Stiles when he starts to rub his injured shoulder, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

"I'm fine." He looks at me just sore. "Just sore."

"What happened?" Malia's voice echoed throughout the kitchen.

Stiles looked at her confused, "What do you mean?"

"What happened to your shoulder? I can smell the blood." Malia said. I smelled the air. She's right.

"You said you were fine." I whisper.

Stiles looks between the two of us, "The jeep died on me again. I went to check the engine, and the hood fell on it."

"So Malia," I look at her trying to change the subject. "Does this book get any better?"

Thankfully it worked. She looked at me, "It picks up once you get into it."

"Wait, so how much do you remember anyway. With the accident. Did it play like a movie in your head or was it like being completely in it again?" Stiles asked her.