A Soldier On My Own [Book 1]

The End!

Notes:

Yep, it's the end.

I'm gonna not post for like a week because School and I wanna update my other story. But the New book will be here soon.

Peace out guys!!

edit: i made a little picture!

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Eventually, after some more yelling on peters end, my dad and Scott reluctantly left.

More so, my dad, since I mean I guess he felt a little guilty about accusing me of murder even though he doesn't really know the whole story. Scott for his part is just pissed and hates me and we're probably not friends anymore.

Which at the moment and how angry I am I'm fine, screw him. I just feel betrayed over all that, Theo could just uproot their trust from me like that. And all the years that I've known Scott and all the friendship we had gets thrown away by one person who he barely even knows. I guess that's how fickle our friendship was.

I slept for a good four hours, Peter didn't disturb me. But I woke up after four hours even though I could've probably been sleeping more from the smell of food. I was hungry I haven't eaten, well I really just haven't eaten in a while. Everything was so hectic I guess I just skip meals. Not good on my part but I'm just all the more hungry so I headed downstairs.

Peter was there sitting in front of three pizzas, One looked meat heavy another looked vegetable heavy and one was just plain. My stomach growled in pain.

Peter looked at me still standing on the stairs and beckoned me to come over and eat. Wasting no time I ran down the stairs and piled at least two slices of pizza in my mouth before I slow down enough to talk.

Peter just looked kind of disgusted but didn't say anything anyway.

"So I'm fucked huh," I said to Peter. I'm holding a slice of pizza in my hand just contemplating how shitty my life just got.

"Beacon Hills is going to suck." I sigh as I slowly eat the pizza. Peter just looked contemplative, making an agreeing sound.

And then he asked me a question, that seems to solve half of my problems.

"Why not just plan your trip ahead. You want to go to Mystic Falls to see your cousin right. Let's just go now. Can't you like transfer your school records and move. I'm sure with your hacking skills you can get it done." Peter tells me as if it's the simplest thing in the world.

Which in my head right now it kind of seems like it is. I've been wanting to go to Mystic Falls and this just gives me an opportunity to go sooner. Hell, I could probably figure out my werewolf thing in the presence of my cousin rather than in the presence of people who I thought was my friends. Yeah, I'm deciding right now that's what I'm gonna do.

"Sure, there's nothing else really for me here at the moment. Maybe once I have a hang on the wolf in me. I'll come back or something but I think getting away right now would probably be good. Can I bar your laptop I got some stuff to do? Also, I have to somehow sneak in my house to grab my stuff and get out." I say contemplating as well as making grabby hands for his laptop.

He gives it to me and then tells me,

"Don't take your stuff or at least electronic wise. Nobody wants Scott to follow them. Preaching his goody two shoe way of life."

Which I can agree with Peter Scott's ability to always be good is very annoying and I guess I can kind of agree seeing as my dad would you search for me and I can't really deal with any of them right now.

So I agree and just decide to take clothes and maybe my laptop. Peter offers to buy a new one but I don't let him because it's too much, since he offered to come with me to Mystic Falls.

A laptop would be too much but he says it's a purchase he's willing to make as long as Scott doesn't appear in the next few years in front of him. I laughed at that and we continued eating pizza planning out our escape.

It only took a few days for the transfer to register at the new school. And then three more days for me to grab as much stuff from my house as I could. I grabbed shirts and pants and important things. Then I loaded into Peter's small ass trunk of his car, though it was a pretty car.

I'd I have driven my own car but honestly, it's a dead giveaway to me and also I doubt it could make the trip. But Peter let me park it in the lofts garage so that no one would find it and I could have the option of coming back for it at a later date.

We waited until the chains that we ordered a few days earlier, that finally got here before we decided to leave. No point in wasting some good chains.

Though getting it from my house was another horrible thing, since I had to literally grab the chains out of my dad's hands, all the while completely ignoring him.

It was kind of hard since I will always love my dad even if he doesn't really love me so much back. Seeing that disappointed look in his eyes was horrible, but at the moment I had to move on because I need to move on. Staying here will only stop me from living. And I will live.

After the big old fight between Scott, dad and I, I didn't talk to them or any of the pack. Actually, I didn't even go to school for the days following that little confrontation we had.

What seemed all too soon we were all loaded up and about to leave. And honestly goodbye, like fuck Beacon Hills and it's stupid supernatural wasteland or disaster and pain.

Onto a new chapter of my life with decidedly fewer people and truer friends.

THE END!

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Notes:

Thanks for reading!!!!

I can't believe I finished this book. It's been long yet short.

The new book will be called Transitioning Into The Unknown !! So be on the lookout in a week or so when I post chapter 1.

Love you all!

*Also if anyone wants to help me with the next cover message me(this is for the peoples on Wattpad and Fanfiction since AO3 don't do pictures)

See you soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Edit after editing: I'm in a writing mood. So if the new book comes out early well oops.