They Call Me Okami ✅

Opinions Kill The Messenger

          Isaac had had quite to drink. As did everyone else. It was a get together, a party even. "You are the reason Allison is dead. You." He said pointing a finger at Stiles. Even in his drunken haze Isaac doesn't seem to have a filter. Scott went to interject, "Now Isaac--" 

          Isaac wasn't having any of it. He was going to say everything he intended too. "No ! I will get to say what's on my mind ! It seems that I am the only one brave enough to be honest around here !" Stiles was quiet. What was he going to say ?? What was he going to do that would change Isaac's mind ?? Nothing at all. There was absolutely no way of getting Isaac to see reason. Especially not while they were both drunk.

         "Isaac--" Derek was going to shut him up. It was the first anyone had seen Stiles in years. Isaac laughed, but it wasn't full of anything aside from utter belief that Allison's death was on Stiles. "You are the reason on why almost everyone in this pack is in such pain. You took Allison from us. She was someone's daughter, best friend, confidant.... my girlfriend."  Kira noticed a significant shift in Stiles' eyes, but didn't say anything. Lydia had her head down, reaching out to hold one of Stiles' hand. 

              "I--" Isaac didn't let Stiles voice any of his concerns. "YOU'RE THE REASON, STILES ! ALL YOU DO IS BRING THIS PACK PAIN ! IT'S NO WONDER YOUR MOTHER LOST HER MIND & LEFT YOU !" Scott got up shoving Isaac. "LEAVE HIM ALONE ISAAC ! THAT WAS LOW ! EVEN FOR YOU !" Stiles hadn't moved a single inch the entire time Isaac was yelling at him. He flinch slightly, but yet again only Kira noticed it. It wasn't a noticable flinch to the point Lydia could feel it as she held his hand.

             Stiles simply left. He didn't mutter a word or spare any last glances at the faces in the room. He just left.  It had been years & he thought he was over this pain. This constant self hatred for himself  & blaming himself for things out of his control. Isaac had opened a lot of wounds he thought he had closed off for good... That he had healed.

         Once at the edge of town Stiles pulled out his phone to make a phone call.  He calls his friend Brady. "Brady I don't know what I'm doing anymore..." Brady sighed on his end of the line. He never liked hearing how dejected Stiles was. "What happened ? I thought you only returned home for the reunion."

        Stiles wiped his tears. "It still hurts, you know ?  Feeling like everything that goes wrong is my fault..." Brady was his first friend he made on his travels across the world. Brady was a beta. "Take some deep beathes, okay ? Everything will work itself out." Stiles goraned, "But what if it doesn't ? What if it doesn't work itself out ??" 

"Fuck it. I'll be there as soon as I can. I won't let you suffer there without any real friends there for you." 

That was it. Brady was coming to Beacon Hills & that eased some of Stiles' jittery nerves. 

This  was only the beginning.