Theo and Malia-The afterlife

Chapter 2

Hopefully y'all liked my first chapter :) 

UNEDITED

Instead of playing it cool, Malia seemed ecstatic. She went through her clothes and picked out leggings with a grey tank top and plaid shirt. Her pixie cut styled into loose waves. It took quite a while for her to calm down as she was only coming to the game to support Scott and Stiles. She was absolutely not going for Theo. Why would she? He was still as cryptic as she remembered six months ago. And his defined features were still ever prominent. No longer was she the weakest of the pack, rather one of the strongest.

Driving towards Beacon Hills High, her mind was in overdrive. If I see Theo, I'll just sit as far away as possible from him, she coached herself silently. He's not going to get to me. Her hands suddenly went tight on the wheel as her mind drifted back to the moment when Malia was driving his truck. She wasn't an expert back then, but she also wasn't too bad either. Theo was trying to release the bad side of her, make her live life on the edge. Malia remembered how he had grasped her hand gently from the 9-3 clock position and drifted her hand lower. Her heart beat faster as all the memories came back. She remembered how warm his hand was and how it felt like electricity as their hands touched.

Suddenly, her mind went back to the present and realized that a horn honked loudly because she ran a red light.

"Damn it," She muttered.

Once she arrived at the school, she picked a seat next to Lydia whose eyes lit up at seeing her.

"Hey, you mad it," She smiled patting the empty spot beside her. Malia grinned and joined her. The announcer started announcing the game and then it began.

"So," Lydia started her eyes turned towards Malia's, "you've heard the news, right?"

Malia shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah. Scott and Stiles gave me a heads up at lunch today,"

"He was in AP Biology with Scott and me, and it felt..." Lydia's face distorted into disgust, "It felt like I was reliving first semester of senior year. We were discovering the Dread Doctors, saving Tracy, breaking into Eichen House, finding out Theo killed his sister..." Malia put her hand up to stop her rambling.

She didn't want to hear anything related to Theo, as memories would resurface back into her mind and she would remember everything he did to her. Whether it was naturally genuine, she didn't know. But one thing was for sure, she didn't want to face him or listen to a billion more of his lies.

"You okay?" Lydia asked.

"Fine, I just—" She crossed her arms, "I don't wanna hear anything about Theo,"

"Wait, did he talk to you?"

"A little. But I kept firm and didn't allow him to say much of anything. He's still the same, and—"

She caught a scent. Her eyes looked around frantically wondering where he was. He knew that she would be here. But Malia didn't want to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Malia?" Lydia shook her arm. "What's going on? Who are you looking for?"

"His scent. I know he's here and he's looking for me. Listen," Malia glanced up at her friend's face, "I know this will sound really stupid, but get on my lap,"

"What?"

"Get on my lap, I don't want him to see me,"

"Whose he?"

"Nevermind that, just please?" Malia grabbed Lydia's hand and she consented to being on her lap. There was an empty row in front of her so she could slip under the bleachers and blend in with them. She slid down lower, bringing Lydia along with her, but Theo's scent was getting stronger. He was close.

"This isn't really comfortable," Lydia complained.

"That makes two of us," She retorted back.

"And you thought you could hide from me," A taunting familiar voice said.

"Malia this isn't—" But Malia wasn't listening anymore. Her plan had failed and now she was going to suck it up and face him no matter how many times she said she wouldn't.

Pushing Lydia off her gently, she stood up and came face to face with Theo. His casual smirk ever present and his cocky nature still intact.

"I always like a challenge. But it seems like this one was too easy. I could smell your fear from across the field."

"Theo," Lydia said standing next to Malia. "we don't trust you. And there's no way that I'm going to forgive—"

"Lydia, I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to Malia. So I would really appreciate it if you didn't try and interrupt our conversation," He smiled at her to make sure she had gotten the message.

Without saying a word, Malia and Theo got away from the bleachers and walked around the parking lot. Their minds were straying away from each other, but Theo was more persistent in wanting to talk to her than she was. All she wanted to do was sit at home in her pajamas.

"How have you been?" He started scratching the back of his head gently. Theo wasn't that great at starting conversations. But this time, he wanted to prove to Malia that he was a changed guy.

"I've been better," Her eyes didn't meet his as she stared at the lights flickering on and off.

"How's your driving been? Have you killed more traffic cones or even any more sophomores?" He smiled at her as he said the question. He was remembering everything he did with her.

"No, I've gotten better with Kira and Lydia helping me,"

"That's good," They were stuck in silence. They walked around half the cars and circled back. Malia couldn't resist being silent anymore and stopped in her tracks. Her gaze went from the ground to his face.

"Why don't you tell me the real reason why you're here." She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes.

Theo didn't want to get to the point quickly. He wanted to know how she was doing, what she had been doing since he'd been away. It didn't seem so bad to try and get to know the person you probably started liking when you were using them. He didn't even know where the feelings came from. When he had offered to help her track down the Desert Wolf, he wasn't trying to do it with any ulterior motive. He just wanted to help her.

Maybe it was the werecoyote connection, but Theo probably just genuinely cared about her. And if the Dread Doctors weren't part of the picture, maybe he could've gotten the girl that he wanted.

He stopped right next to her glancing at her impassive face. She really hasn't changed, he thought. She's still beautiful.

"Theo, tell me," She spoke forcefully this time.

"I came back for the pack but to make things better. I came back to help you all and apologize. But right now I don't give a fuck about any of that anymore."

His eyes were downcast to the floor as if trying to rephrase his words.

"Most importantly, I came back for you. Because believe it or not, I actually really like you,"

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