Replaced By Her (Stydia)

Prologue

The last two months have been so unbelievably bad. Allison is dead. My best friend. Dead. She was always there to cheer me up, but now she's gone. So is Aiden. We had our ups and downs, but I was crazy about him. I always knew he'd do the right thing when it came down to it. He did. And he died in the process. I haven't stopped crying since they died. I could't do anything to save either of them. I had tried to stop the pack from "saving" me from the nogitsune, but they came anyway and Allison was killed. With Aiden, I didn't even feel that he was about to die until Stiles asked if we all we're alive. I couldn't do anything for Allison or Aiden and it's killing me. I thought that one of my so called friends would be around to help me get through it. I was wrong. We were all grieving, but they all had somebody there for them. Scott has Kira, Argent has Isaac, Derek's missing, nobody cares about Peter, and Stiles has Malia. Ethan left Beacon Hills when Aiden died. I haven't heard anything from Jackson since he went to the UK after being turned into a werewolf so I'm on my own. I never thought the pack would let me go through this by myself. Especially Stiles. I wasn't blind. I knew he was crazy about me, but now it's like I don't exist. Whenever I see him at school, he's always with Scott or Malia. If he's with Scott I'll stop and say hi, but he takes off like I'm not there. Scott always gives me the same pitying look when it happens. When Stiles is with Malia, I don't bother saying anything. She's nice to me though. She smiles at me, so I'll smile back. I don't understand why she's nice to me. I'm just the girl who screams when someone is about to die. I can't do anything to save them. She can. Maybe that's why the pack is replacing me with her.

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A/N: I'm on vacation as I'm writing this. I'll do my best to stay along the story line of the show, but no promises.