The Finding

4.

"So you think you could just get away with trying to call?!" his voice got louder and angrier as he carried on. I flinch at his loudness and wanted to cry. "Huh?! You fucking idiot," he bitterly laughed and slapped me.

Closing my eyes, biting my lip hard so I wouldn't make a sound. He sighed while crouching to my level and forcefully held my chin so I would look at him. "They are never going to find you. It's been what? almost 7 months since you died?"

Averting my eyes, looking anywhere but at him. "So stop being a fucking little bitch and stop dreaming," roughly shoving me away before grabbing the phone and throwing it at the wall. It smashed into little pieces before he turned to me and smirked.

Small cries escaped my lips when he began to approach me.

L I A M <3 D U N B A R

"Baby!" Theo yelled from the bathroom. We were packing for our next stop and he was making sure we had everything from our room. "Yea?" shoving clothing inside both our suitcases. "You got everything right? Besides tooth brushes?"

Throwing the last item of clothing into his suitcase, "Yea, bring them when your done in there!"

Chicago was really nice. All the graffiti infested walls and the big tall buildings. I don't think I would wanna leave this place but sadly I don't belong here.

"The guys and girls wanted to hang one last tome together tonight you ready?" telling him. He nods before grabbing his wallet and phone.

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"Visiting here was the best. I totally have to come back," saying as we walked down the streets. "I'll, bring you again," Theo wrapped his arm around my waist.

Stiles mutters some things about wanting to come with but too scared to. Chuckling, we walk down the streets. Watching as performances were held.

Musicians. Artists. Dancers.

At one point we stopped to watch the street dancers. "Theo imagine if we were able to dance," snorting. One of the dancers winked at me and Theo notices. He tightly wrapped his arms even tighter while glaring at the guy and flipping him off.

The dancer stepped back with his hands up in defense. "Okay let's go before you end up fighting," Stiles turned and started to push up gently towards another location.

"Your hot when you're jealous," smirking at Theo. He only glared behind me but kept walking. "You guys are absolute goals," Lydia smiled.

"Yesterday Liam was jealous and now Theo is, that's cute!" Malia joined in making us groan but we continued after them. "I'm tired, I wanna go sleep!" Scott whined while leaning on Stiles for support.

He didn't really need it but in order to make us all annoyed he had to do what he had to do.

"Alright, I really don't feel like listing to you," Lydia sighed and began walking towards the direction towards the motel. Us trailing behind her.

While we were walking Theo began telling stupid jokes which made us all groan but laugh at the same time. "This is old and I will be disappointed if you don't get it but how do you make a tissue-"

"Do you smell that?" I say cutting him off mid joke. "What is it?" he began smelling the air looking for the familiar scent that I had smelt not 2 minutes ago. "It smells like-" Scott began but I cut him off. "Mason."

Just when things were getting back to normal.

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Ayooooo hope you like the cliffhanger and I just wanna let you know I love you all....again. I should get a nickname like all other Wattpad Writers do. Should I? If yes what should it be?