Take My Love ➵ Stilinski

Super Moon

Stiles dropped me off at my house not long after the incident with Scott. Stiles wanted to go talk to his dad about Donovan. Alone which I completely understood. My mom's car was in the driveway, but she wasn't home. Scott probably took her to help Hayden. Before we got into the argument, I remember him say she wasn't doing too good. Liam was freaking out about that. Poor kid's in love with her at 16. If that's not a splitting image of Scott and Allison, then I don't know what is.

I sigh and sit on the edge of my bed. I feel useless. I have no idea what's going on anymore. I can't help Scott because I'm pretty sure he hates me now for what I've said to him. Even though it's true, I could have picked a nicer way to say it. I was just so angry that he believed Theo over Stiles. He wouldn't even listen to both sides.

I just want things to go back to the way they were before. Why did Theo have to come in and fuck everything up? What did we do to deserve any of this? I look down at my hand when I feel moisture on it. I reach up to wipe my face. And now I'm crying.

"Can this day get any worse?" I say. After I said that, my phone started to ring. "That was rhetorical."

I walk over to my dresser and pick up my phone. It was Stiles. That talk went quicker that I expected. "Hello."

"Is there any way you can come pick me up?" Stiles voice rang out.

"Uh, yeah." I say walking out of the room and down the stairs. "Did something happen?"

"The jeep broke down. I have to get it towed." He responded. I grabbed the keys to mom's car and walked out of the house, making sure to lock it.

"I'm on my way."

***

I pull up to the address Stiles texted me. I got out of the car right as the tow truck started to pull his jeep away. I looked at Stiles. He was staring at the jeep as they drove off. He sighed and got into the car. I followed suit. I put the car in drive and started driving.

"Can they fix it?" I ask breaking the silence.

"There's not enough duct tape in the world to fix that thing." Stiles responded.

I sigh, "Maybe you should try something other than duct tape."

"It's got a bad alternator, you know, needs all new belts, transmission's going. The brake pads are basically metal on metal." Stiles listed what was wrong with the jeep.

"How come you let it get so bad?" I asked.

"There's been a few distractions, if you haven't noticed." He told me. I look over at him in shock. I get that he's upset about everything, as am I, but I'm not going to let him take it out on me.

"No shit, I've noticed." I say looking back at the road. "More than you think I do. I'm just terrible at words. You should know this."

"Uh, I didn't mean it like that." Stiles started to apologize but I cut him off.

"Am I taking you home?" I ask him.

Stiles looked at me before sighing, "No. Sheriff station. I gotta talk to my dad."

***

I pulled into the police station and parked the car. I start to get out but Stiles stops me.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

I look at him, "I'm coming with you."

"You don't have to. It's probably going to take a while." He told me.

I smiled at him, "I told you I wasn't going to leave you. I'm not going to start now."

He grabs my hand from the console. I pull our hands up to my mouth and kiss his hand. He might be trying to push me away, but it's not going to work. I'm going to stick by his side.