Losing my Mind

Chapter 18: Shattered

It had been a calm week since the whole hospital situation, he got many visits from his friends, including Shawn who brought him a bunch of food, they all brought present for Stiles which he accepted graciously, they also decided to postpone his birthday party until things get a bit better.

Stiles was finally able to go back to school after the week but his dad had decided that for a while he would drive him to school, for his own safety.

"Stiles, we're gonna be late!" His dad shouted from downstairs.

"Coming!" Stiles shouted back while he pulled his shirt on and grabbed his bag, he was about to walk out but just then caught sight of himself in the mirror.

He stopped and examined his appearance, it was so obviously him but he wasn't used to seeing himself so fragile and broken; his eyes had lost their spark, his hair was messy, he was pale and his face and neck were covered in cuts and bruises but luckily none too serious.

Thank god...

He looked at his shirt and saw the bandage go across his chest and down his arms, he thought of changing into a long sleeve collar shirt but his dad called again so he just grabbed a black hoodie from his cupboard and headed downstairs while putting it on.

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They arrived at the school fairly quickly, his dad got out along with him which struck him as unusual, confusion took over as his dad locked the car.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Stiles asked curiously as his dad started walking with him to the school.

"I have to tell them why you weren't at school for a whole week and also that you need to take your medication every 2 hours" His dad said as he walked with him through the doors of the school and almost everyone started staring at Stiles as they walked passed but he ignored them. He was used to it..

Stiles pulled his hood over his head and looked at the floor so that people didn't see his face.

" What are you doing?" His dad asked putting a hand on his back just under his shoulder blade.

"Everyone is staring, it's quite uncomfortable" Stiles said and immediately regretted it as his dad started shouting at people to 'stop looking at his son'.

"Dad, please stop" Stiles whispered feeling extremely embarrassed.

His dad stopped in his tracks as his vision blurred with the memory of Stiles saying that exact thing as he beat him, he started to tear up.

"Dad, are you okay?" Stiles asked as he looked around, he spotted the pack but quickly looked back at his dad.

" Yeah it's just... I-I remember that you said that when I... did those things to you..." His dad whispered as a tear rolled down his cheek.

Stiles didn't care if everyone was watching as he wiped the tear away and hugged his dad.

" It's okay dad, I'm fine now" Stiles whispered.

"For gods sake Stiles, please don't lie to me" His dad said as he pulled away and started walking with Stiles again.

" I'm not, really I'm okay" Stiles said while smiling, in order to prove he was good, even though he wasn't.

His dad didn't say anything until they arrived at the office.

"Maybe you should stay home today..."

"No dad, seriously I want to stay I can't sit at home and do nothing any longer" Stiles said desperately, "I know ill hate it here because people will ask about what happened and stare but I don't care I can handle it for a while"