The Lacrosse Player (Liam Dunbar)

Orphaned

It was the day after I had thrown all of my stuff away. I heard Stiles getting up for school, he had to go to school early to meet up with Scott which meant that if I didn't get up now he was gonna leave me and I would have to walk.

After getting ready for school, I began to walk to the front door where I found Stiles throwing on his shoes. His hair was a mess, sticking out and twisting at all sides.

He looked up at me, his eyes bugging out at my almost completely colorless outfit, as he tried to still slip on his shoes. Today I decided to dress down, not really caring what I looked like. Stiles suddenly lost his balance and fell onto the ground letting out a groan as he fell. I stood there staring at my idiot brother with a frown on my face. I opened the door and walked out shaking my head.

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I got out of the jeep slamming the door on my way out. Stiles would not stop bugging me about my clothes. "Why are you wearing that?" and "I knew it, Liam recruited you to worship the devil"

"Hey guys...Sara what's with-all the dark colors? Is she going through another rebellious phase?-"

I glared at Scott before he could finish his sentence, and walked to the school.
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When I arrived in class I noticed Liam who had failed to show up today. As I sat down in my seat, Mason made his way to me.

"Have you seen Liam?" Mason questioned me.

I gave him the meanest look "Why would I have?" I snapped.

Mason continued to speak "We went out for a run this morning, but he ran ahead. I ran after him but he was too fast and he got away from me. I waited for like a half and hour and then just decided to go home and catch up with him later. But imagine my surprise when he wasn't in homeroom."

"Sorry Mase, I havn't seen him." I answered and hurried off to find Scott and Stiles and tell them about Liam. I knew something was going on, I just knew it.

I jogged through the halls dodging and pushing past people trying to find them. I found Scott and Stiles. Both standing by Stiles' locker with a dumb ass look on their faces, like usual.

"Scott, Liam is missing. Mason and him went on a run-" He cut me off

"I know....Garret took him" He said, a small grimace on his face

I don't know why I did it but I slammed my fist into a nearby locker which caused alot of attention to be draw to us. I turned back around and ran out of the school as fast as I could, deciding to save myself from any other embarrassment.

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When Stiles was twelve and I was ten my dad and my mom used to bring us to a tree house. It was two stories high but not that wide. It was surrounded by a couple patches of dead grass, and an old tree. I remember when my dad and mom made it. She would hand him the tools while he built it. We came here every Saturday to eat dinner, and then we would lay on the grass when night came and look at the stars and constellations.

That all stopped when she died. My dad stopped letting us come here, he made excuses about the tree house beginning to fall apart, but we knew the truth, It reminded him of her too much. Stiles and I snuck out here anyways. The grass overtime started dying. No matter what me and Stiles did, it was dying....just like her. When I was seven we stopped going. I hadn't been there since...until now.

The grass was just like before we started coming, dead. The wood on the tree house had grown mold and the tree next to it had collapsed onto the tree above. I walked towards the wreckage looking for anything that could be salvaged. A bright blue object caught my eye making me walk towards it. It was a small blanket with many holes and dead tree bark attached to it. I bent down picking it up and staring at it. The names Stiles and Sara we're sown in bright yellow stitching and I realized what it was.