Killer Frost • Stiles Stilinski / Boyxboy

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2 YEARS BACK, 1 WEEK AFTER ETHAN'S JOURNEY

❄️ CHRIS SNOW ❄️
Derek's Loft

I follow Lydia into Derek's home crossing my arms as the pack gets ready to celebrate a victory. The victory of bringing everyone back together and safe, not everyone. I hear loud music and see everyone from school here dancing and drinking. Not where I wanted to be right now.

Lydia runs towards the pack and hugs Stiles and I stick behind and stand by the door not wanting to be near anyone right now. I sigh and look around feeling numb trying to process everything that has happened to me these last weeks.

"Chris!" I hear a loud voice call out my name and look over to where it came from and see Stiles waving at me with a big smile. I smile back lightly and wave my hand and he turns back around going back to partying. I go back to my numb state and walk around the party.

How can everyone be so normal? How can they ignore everything that has happened to them?

I look for the balcony and go outside and look out into the skyline of Beacon Hills. Derek always had such a nice view of the city that it made me envious. I lean on the edge of the balcony and take out my phone turning it on seeing my home screen a photo of me and Ethan together.

I look at it and think of all the good memories of Ethan. Mother loved Ethan more than she loved any of my friends which was surprising. Ethan would always come over, he didn't have a home, but he found a home with me in my house. Mother was never around neither did she cared if he was there. I knew by that, that we were meant to be together.

I wish he only knew that I found a home in him. No matter where he would go, he would've been my home. I wish I left with him. Left everyone and everything behind to go be with him and start his new pack. Maybe not even that but transfer and find a new home and place, I have the money from Mother.

He didn't want me to leave everything I had here for him. Beacon Hills needs Chris Snow. Bullshit. I begin to cry a little as a tear slips down my eye and I feel it's coldness against my skin and sniffle.

"Hey." I feel a touch on my shoulder and I get startled and see Stiles. I quickly wipe my tears away and sniff one more time. Stiles smiles at me and stands next to me leaning on the edge as well and I turn my phone off not showing him the photo of Ethan and I together.

"Hey." I say in a low voice as it breaks, smiling lightly being genuine to hide my feelings. I don't need the pack to think I'm angry with them, to think that it's their fault.

"I haven't seen you around in awhile, you alright? You're missing out on the party." Stiles says trying to cheer me up and I chuckle shaking my head lightly.

"I can't think of doing that right now. Not after everything." I say looking down and Stiles looks at me paying attention. "I just don't get it. How did they just forget what happened?" I say looking directly at Stiles knowing that he has to have been struggling with his identity. "You were possessed by a demon and here you are dancing like nothing ever happened?" I say as my voice breaks and keeping my calm not trying to offend Stiles.

"Cause sometimes the only way to let all that pain out is by letting it out. You can't just pretend it never happened and that you weren't affected by it. Of course that's what it seems like but trust me, we're all going through our own problems but we're not going through it alone, we're going through it together." Stiles says being wise trying to get me to open up and I can't look at him the same way again, not after he threatened my life with the demon persona. It haunts me.