Forgotten // Book One

✅ Chapter 1 - My brother's a what?!

Episode- New Moon

Two days before the first day of school

"Lils, Stiles is waiting for us!" Scott called causing his sister to groan annoyed.

"Well tell him to fuck off, I'm sleeping!" Lillian snapped back before two bodies landed on her bed. "I will murder both of you." Lillian muttered felling a hand start rubbing her back.

"Is someone in pain?" Scott asked teasingly earning a dark glare from both Stiles and Lillian.

"You're going to be bit tomorrow and nobody's going to be there for you when it happens." Lillian muttered before turning to face Stiles digging her face into his shoulder.

"You are so tiny, it's adorable." Stiles whispered.

"It's not my fault." Lillian scoffed before sitting up. "I'm going to shower, get out." She ordered before yawning.

"You can go back to sleep, Lils. We can go get pizza and movies later." Scott said.

"It's to late I'm up, might as well do things." She sighed before closing the bathroom door, that conjoined hers and Scott's rooms. She let the burning water run down her face and body before she turned around and moved her hair off her neck letting the water run down her back. A gentle knock came to the door snapping Lillian out of her trance. "Yes, Scott?" Lillian asked.

"I warmed a towel for you." Scott said before adding, "Stiles is making your tea it should be as hot as you like it by the time you get out of the shower, Lils."

Scott closed the door after placing the towel on the counter, which would be easily grabbed by Lillian. She gave a slight smile as she looked at the towel and couldn't help but think something bad was going to happen. Lillian got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around her small frame before walking into her room, where there was, in fact, tea waiting for her on her desk. She took the chance to look around her, honestly, empty room. The only thing that she kept threw the years was a blanket she turned into a pillowcase that had her first and middle name written in neat cursive letters. 'Lillian Hope'. That was the only way Melissa knew her middle name to use with her mother voice. The blanket was a soft dusty blue color that matched the color of Stiles' jeep and the writing was in black and Lillian couldn't help but think that it reminded her of a person and a personality, the person could be the prettiest person you've ever seen but have the darkest and ugliest personality ever. It made her think of Ted Bundy, he was okay looking but turned out to be a serial killer. Lillian looked at the twin sized bed, that was all to big for her, and at black queen sized blanket that adorned it with matching black pillowcases, say for the blue one, before her eyes met with a picture on her bedframe, it was part of a bunk bed that Scott grew to big for when he was 12 but Lillian doesn't mind it had cubbies for her books, the picture was of a woman holding a baby. The woman was Lillian's real mother but you couldn't see her face all you could see was her dark brown hair, which matched Lillian's. Lillian frowned before placing it so the picture was laying flat before she took a sip of her tea and gave a small smile again, Stiles always gets her tea right. She looked at her desk which only held more books and writing utensils, she's not a fan of electronics all that much, all she has in her room is her bed, a desk, and a bureau for her clothes, yes she did have a laptop but she hardly used it. She walked over to said bureau and got dressed in a pair of dark faded jeans and a gray long sleeved shirt. She grabbed her shoes and tea before walking out of her room only to rush back in and grab an elastic off her bureau before nodding an leaving the room again.