Scott looks horrible. I thought that it was the end of my life when Allison died because she was like my sister, but Scott loved her. He loved her so much and I can't believe I was so selfish. I didn't think about who else it might have affected.
He has dark circles under his eyes and he looks frail... Skinny... He looks like a part of him was ripped from his true being. His outfit is more like a stained t-shirt along with high water pajama pants. His eyes are red around the white as if he'd been crying nonstop and has had almost no sleep for two months.
My heart lurched for him, I consider him like a brother to me... To see him like this makes me so sad.
"Scott... Lydia is here and she has amazing news. You're gonna want to hear this." Stiles said softly to Scott.
He looked up and my heart ached for him again.
"Scott, it's about Allison." I said.
A tear rolled down his cheek.
"I can talk to her... In my dreams because I'm a banshee I can talk to her whenever I sleep... And I can bring you with me to see her." I said a small smile beginning to make it's way onto my face.
His face stayed blank for a few minutes, then his arms were around me and I hugged him back tightly. I pulled back and saw a huge grin on his face.
My smile faltered a little bit,"but Scott, did you see the moon last night? Do you know what it's about?"
His grin fell and he looked down. "Uh no. We can ask Derek or Peter..." The sound of Peter's name sends chills through my body. I still hate him but he knows a lot about what happens in the supernatural world, I mean he was resurrected and that's definitely not an easy task.
"Okay Scott, and we can see Allison tonight I swear... She'll be so happy. Her only company for the past two months was her mom and her dead dog Gary...." I saw a confused look on his face,"don't ask..." I sighed and laughed slightly.
Ever since this morning when I woke up stiles and I have been talking nonstop he's been happy, and I don't know if it's cause I'm not as depressed, or if it's cause I'm not refusing to talk. I don't know but his sudden happiness makes me happy too... I have no idea why but it does... His infectious humor and smile carry with me everywhere I go and... I kinda think he's hot. He's so nice too...
No. No feelings for stiles. Not this quick.
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We arrived at the door of the loft an hour later. After Scott pushes it open, Stiles and I walk in, Scott following close behind. I hear a set of footsteps, two sets...
"Scott! Um I haven't seen you in a while..." Derek trailed off and turned to Peter. "We were uh just discussing last nights moon phenomena.. Tell them what it is." He gestured towards us making it clear he wanted peter to tell us the conflict at hands.
"Um well it's Eve's moon... It hasn't happened for... Let's say a few centuries. It's a tribute to eve, the mother of all supernatural. Supposedly when the moon arises, three days afterwards, eve will arrive and rise havoc on the planet... The only way to stop her is daisy petals ground up and put into her system, kinda like wolfsbane for us... And if she isn't stopped, we will all be rendered helpless as she has all control over us supernatural beings..."
Wait what?
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Okays sos how's dos yous guys likes its.
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Anyways shits about to go down. And stydia feels will be awaiting you in the near future my friends.... And um let's talk about Allison and Scott, I mean srsly what.
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FanfictionClank. Clank clank. - After Allison dies tragically, Lydia falls into a deep depression. She only gets out of bed for food and doesn't talk. Stiles is blaming himself for Allison and he comes over one night just to talk but ends up staying the night...