Theo and Malia-The afterlife

Chapter 4

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Malia had woken up to the aroma of coffee in the air. She was bundled up in the sheets around her alone with no one else beside her. How did she get here? Where was she? A bunch of questions arose at what she was doing in an unfamiliar bed along with a luxurious room.

"You're finally up?" A deep familiar voice answered, "Scott and Kira are supposed to visit us soon and you still aren't dressed," The voice continued laughing at the end of its sentence.

Into the bedroom appeared Theo dressed with only pajama bottoms while holding two coffee mugs. His infamous smirk was on his face making him look like classic Theo.

Malia glanced at her surroundings trying to resurface any memories that she had had in the room, but none came. All that she was seeing was just a figment of her imagination. Or so she thought.

"Scott and Kira?" Malia asked slowly getting out of bed to take a mug from Theo.

"Yeah, you said last night that you were excited to see them, and Stiles too." Malia narrowed her eyes at his statement trying to remember when she had said that. Her mind kept roaming around in circles, desperately grasping at some memory that she had with Theo. Malia's eyes went to the bed and then towards the bedroom.

"Do we share a room?" Theo looked at her confused.

"Of course we do. You moved out from your dad's house to stay with me. Are you okay?" The smirk faded from his features replaced with concern.

He came closer, pressing a hand against her forehead. "Did you hit your head?" If only reality Theo was this caring, maybe I wouldn't hate his guts, she thought.

She pushed him away. "I'm fine. So when did we start dating?"

"Um, we aren't. I'm kinda just your body guard if something goes wrong."

"And we share a bed? Don't couples do that?"

"Yeah. But you volunteered to sleep with me because you get nightmares sleeping alone," Theo pointed out.

"I..." Malia stumbled on her sentence searching around the room before her eyes landed on his green ones.

"So you and me," She pointed between her and Theo, "are roomates?"

"Of sorts," He smirked, "You like to call it fringe—"

Suddenly the world shifted and Malia was back in Precal class. She stared around at the students watching the teacher give out the lesson.

Had she been dreaming?

"You okay?" Lydia reached over, concern etched in her eyes. She had been watching Malia's mind wonder and drift away from the lesson. The teacher had gone on with her lesson ignoring Malia's odd behavior seeing as it was not of her concern. Lydia knew there was something wrong with Malia. She had been doing this for two weeks. The not paying attention in class was nothing new, but the constant spacing out was. Even if Malia was not great in math, she still tried to pay attention as best she could. But now, she grew suspicious.

Why was this happening now?

"I'm fine, Lydia. I didn't get much sleep is all." She rubbed her eyes to emphasize her point. Lydia was still wary about the whole situation, but she let it go for the fact that it was PreCal class and she didn't want to cause a scene.... Again.