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Trust

Hours had gone throughout Malia's driving outside of Beacon Hills. She knew she couldn't be anywhere near Scott. Not now, not when he'd broken her heart in two and what was worse... he knew he had.  Her foot stepped on the accelerator, making her vehicle go faster in speed. She knew most of her bags were still at Scott's flat but did she really have time to gather her things right now.. She didn't think so.  Malia finally jumped herself out of the car and found that she'd travelled straight into the hectic arms of London. Of course, noisy traffic, non stop talking people but somehow she felt drawn here although she didn't know who the hell lived in London apart from Jackson - Scott would've mentioned him since their war with Gerard and the hunters.

With a growl of frustration linked with all the racket of noises coming from all different angles, Malia left her car where it was and stuttered around the area. She was freezing cold, hungry, heartbroken and if she could, she'd turn back to a coyote just to conceal the pain Scott had given her. The now new fact of what Scott had done was the one thing that had broke Malia to her core that singular night. With her hands tucked beneath her arms to hold on towards the amount of warmth the were-coyote had left, she found an underground train station which looked to be empty. It was still a cold environment but where else could she go? She'd practically left her own home and couldn't see anyone to turn too.   

Malia walked over to the boots of the seats hidden behind the brick walls of the station. Her knees pushed up against her chest as her cheek rested on the cap of her knee. She sat there, silently feeling her heart break inside her. She let herself feel the icy cold hit against her skin... she felt like she deserved this and closed her eyes to let out a soft cry of mixed emotions.

"Malia?..." a voice approached, a pair of walking footsteps followed that same tone of voice. Malia's head lifted from being leant on her knee. Her lips parted in shock as she looked at a certain person standing in front of her, her eyes fighting back the urge to burst into tears. "What do you want Theo?" she answered, a firm tone staying in the females voice. She did not expect to see Theo in a London train station and she didn't even know that she'd run into a former pack member. "I- um... I saw you crying and can pretty much smell that you're upset. You wanna talk about it?" He offered. However, Theo decided due to Malia's easily triggered temper it was best not to engage in her to fast. She was still upset with him from shooting her and he completely understood that. 

"No. I'm fine, if I wasn't I wouldn't talk about it with a sociopath" she blunted, keeping her vision of eyes away from his sight. "I want to be left alone as if you can't tell". Theo sighed knowing that trust was a hard subject for Malia even when it got broken. But as he rightfully remembered when he left Beacon Hills Malia was with Scott but now... she wasn't. "Well I was just coming home from this job I managed to get into, it's good pay even with my crap degrees from college.." he huffed, long knowing his journey hadn't been easy.  Theo held his backstrap over his shoulder, a bag he'd usually have all his equipment in for work and sat down besides Malia even if he was sure he had just heard a growl come from her mouth. 

"Malia it's cold and I'm sure in the state your in just by looking at you, you could use a warm roof for the night." Theo offered as he looked towards her with nothing but worry in his eyes. He knew he'd done wrong in the past but he had finally worked on his life and it was going swiftly normal as panned out. Now he figured it was just time to make amends with pack members and offering Malia a warm place to stay might be a start but also to help her. "I'm fine so no thanks, I told you I just want to be left alone and as for the job... good for you" Malia once again replied ever so bluntly, she wasn't in the mood for some pep talk including one from Theo. The shivers continued through her arms reminding her that she was trying to keep herself warm - not allow herself to speak which would let off more warmth of breath.

After that, Theo nodded and understood her choice. He couldn't force Malia to stay under his roof for the night but all he wanted to do was help her. Even just looking at her Theo had a strange feeling of pity for her, Malia was the strongest in the pack besides Lydia and Scott but seeing her in the state she was in before his eyes.. he knew something must have really hit her. Yet he refused to bring himself to ask why in case she'd get more destressed. "Alright but if you do need me or at least want somewhere warm to stay asides from a freezing cold and very uncomfortable train station.. I live a couple blocks away on Downing Street. It's got my blue car outside so you'll know where that is by that familiar scent of yours" Theo briefly added within a soft chuckle from his lips. He pushed himself up from the boot of the seats and readjusted his strap before turning around to reface her in case she had changed her mind.

Hearing his words; the girl was oblivious as to why Theo was offering her help and being incredibly nice to her again. He hadn't been like this since the night she first met him but she knew from Liam that Theo had redeemed himself...did not mean Malia herself was willing to fully cooperate. Being shocked but pushed her emotions back, Malia resumed her cheek to lean against the tip of her knee, going back to it's original position as she knew Theo was looking down at her from his standing position. She wasn't weak. She didn't need him to see her weak, not after everything he'd done to everyone else. Why should she trust him?...

"No hard feelings okay? I'm just offering to help you and you're not alone in whatever's happened Malia. Remember that." And with that final sentence spoken, Theo turned and walked towards the exit of the station, leaving Malia curled up to her knees, Theo's surprisingly comforting words spinning around her head. Poor Malia didn't know where to turn but somehow his words allowed a type of weight to lift from her shoulders...the feeling of isolation. Theo allowed her to realise she still had people there for her, her friends but she was in the middle of London with so many questions flowing in her thoughts. But the real one was; would she decide to take upon Theo's offer or come up with an idea of her own...