Nothing Personal [Teen Wolf (TV) Fanfic]

Keep Friends Close And Enemies Closer

The wind was cruel to her, berating with a chilling blow every moment it could, as she walked down the sidewalk. Her steps fell silent against the howls of the wind as the early morning casted an orange hue on her lonely figure. She was alone by choice, as she was about to do something very personal and didn't trust anyone enough to see the other side of her. It was something that could break her and she didn't need anyone to know that information.

She stopped in front of worn, metal gothic gates, the tips pointed and sharp but that didn't deter her as she climbed over them, balancing on the small spaces in between the spikes with her black flats before landing gracefully on the neglected grass. She went straight forward, maneuvering around stone graves respectfully until she stopped in front of one. Its face was smooth and untouched, kept up and cleaned as dearly as equally it' inhabitant six feet under was loved.

She knelt down and traced the letters engraved in the granite.

SLOANE DUBOLAZOV

1969-1999

BELOVED HUSBAND, FATHER, AND SON

It was a pitiful description of the man but who else had anything to say about him? As far as she knew, all of his relatives had died in his home country of Russia.

She smiled at the grave as if it was his face, her bottom lip trembling as she tried to picture his expressive blue eyes, the ones that stood out from his light blond hair. They were full of compassion and love, never once tainted by anger or red with rage. He was a kind man, with large but tender hands. She closed her eyes, blinking away the moisture building up, but when she opened them, her sight was still blurred.

"Daddy," she choked as she sat down on the grass. "It's been a while hasn't it," she began, swallowing down the lump in her throat.

She looked at the grave next to his, a matching stone with similar markings except for the engraving. She leaned over and touched the face tendering.

AUBREY TALULLAH DUBOLAZOV

1971-1999

'A compassionate woman, loving daughter, wondering sister, doting wife, and caring mother. She will be missed dearly.'

The print was smaller than her father's as Aubrey had more to be said about her than Sloane did, and then again, Aubrey's family was more so alive than Sloane's who had all but vanished.

"You, too, Mom," Madison told her, wiping a stray tear from her face. "You have no idea how much I miss you. There are times I pass by a garden and expect you to be hunched by a rose bush, tending to the pretty flowers like you always did at home."

She closed her eyes again, letting silence rest over her, as her throat tightened. Her stomach dropped as she tried to swallow her emotions but they kept coming back up.

Stay focused, she reminded herself. Don't go back to the past. It's done-and-said now. Stick to the present.

"I guess the reason I haven't visited in a while is because I've been doing things, bad things…" Madison admitted, lifting her head to face her father's cold grave, exhaling to cool her throat but a slight burn remained. "Even if I think the people deserve them but I wonder afterwards, does is make me just as bad as them? I don't know if you're ashamed of me, disappointed in me…" She dropped her head, her long blond hair falling from behind her ears to curtain her face. "I'm so sorry Daddy. I know this isn't what you wanted of me."

She sniffled, wiping her nose with her coat's sleeve.

"But daddy," she whispered, "you did something awful, too," Madison reflected the blame. Her face contorted in bitter resentment she couldn't imagine ever feeling towards the man who cradled her. "You cheated on mom…" Her voice was barely above a whisper as she was still in disbelief. "Why daddy," She demanded, "what in the world could've driven you to hurt her like that? And with Kate of all people! Didn't you know she was trouble? That she was a hunter?" Madison's voice gave out. "I can't believe that you would do that, Dad, I can't. You loved mom, I know you did!" She wiped her face of the warm tears flowing down her pale face. "But you destroyed our family when you brought that woman into our lives. She killed mom, Dad, all because you broke her heart." Her lips curled as her voice rose an octave, losing her strength as she feel back into a role of a child.