I moved to Beacon Hills after a tragic accident that happened in my family. Little did I know more Tragic and scarring things were going to happen. Then I met them, Scott, Allison, Lydia and the rest of the crew, along with this other boy. Stiles. A...
I slowly opened my eyes, they were red puffy and sore, from crying. I turned my head and saw Stiles passed out in the corner of the room in the lounge chair, he looked so peaceful asleep. Like there wasn't anything wrong with this world we live in.
I groaned and sat up in my bed, I looked a my phone, lots of texts from everyone. I decided to ignore them right now, I'll see them at school sooner or later. Not today though, no school today. I'm going to take a few days off because of everything that has happened, no way would I be able to focus on schoolwork amidst all this chaos.
My throat was hoarse, so I leaned over to my nightstand and grabbed my water bottle and drank it all, I set the bottle back on the nightstand then I heard Stiles stir awake.
"Oh morning y/n, are you doing okay?"
I looked right at him "Is that really a question? What do you think?" I said rudely. "Yeah, stupid question, sorry" He said standing up from the chair and stretched.
"sooooo, what do we have to do today" I said, my voice sounded pretty strained. He sat beside me on the bed "Well, we can go to Scott's place, him and his mom were setting up your room last night"
I nodded. I still can't believe I have to leave, good thing I never fully unpacked all my stuff.
"Okay, Scott's house it is then, here y/n you get dressed and ready and I will make breakfast" Stiles said pulling me into a short but sweet hug that I returned. Then he got up and tromped down the stairs.
I walked into the bathroom and turned on the lights and looked in the mirror. I looked like shit. Really. Tear streaks stained my cheeks, there are huge dark circles under my eyes, I was pale, real pale. I decided, no makeup I don't care how I look. I just threw on an outfit and brushed my hair then walked down the stairs. Stiles was in the kitchen. I walked in and he is making pancakes.
"Smells great" I said.
He looked back at me and gave me a sad smile, "Thanks, I used to help my mom make them when I was little. Every day. So you could say I have some practice with it" I smiled, fake of course.
Stiles finished cooking and placed a small stack of pancakes in front of me at the dining room table. He sat across from me with his own stack of cakes. To be honest, the last thing I wanted to do right now was eat, I already felt like all my energy was drained, but that is probably just the depression, right? Yeah. But I grabbed my fork and ate a couple pancakes anyway, they really were quite good.
"Hey Y/N?" I hummed in response. "Are you going to be alright? I mean over time, are you going to be able to get through this?" Stiles asked with a worried expression on his face.
I set my fork down because I finished and I turned to Stiles "Honestly, I don't know, I have been through some pretty bad things as you know. But now this...." I stopped for air "It's my dad, the last family I have, besides my crazy mother who I don't care about anymore. I will admit this will be really hard. Really Hard. But I am strong and I will make it" I said to Stiles.
He softly smiled at me "I wish I was as strong as you. You've been through so much. So much. If it was me, I would have given up a long time ago"
He is sweet I'll give him that. "Well you know what they say. 'If Your Going Through Hell Keep Going' That quote has gotten me through many hard times"
"If your going through hell keep going" He whispered under his breath like he wanted to remember it.
Then he stood up "Alright we better get going, Scott's waiting for us. None of us are going to school I guess, well you, me and Scott. Everybody else is." He said taking my empty plate from in front of me and bringing it to the kitchen.
Stiles and I arrived at Scott's house and walked inside and before I could see anything I was engulfed in a hug. It was Scott, I could tell by the smell, BO and calone.
"Y/N I am sorry about everything" He said with a cracky voice. "S-Scott, air" I wheezed. "Oh sorry" He said letting me go and I felt the air return to my lungs.
"Hey Y/N" I heard a woman say and I turned my head to see Melissa. I walked over to her and gave her a hug. "What do you say we go take a look at your bedroom?" She said with a soft smile and I nodded.
Scott and his mom led the way up the stairs, Stiles and I followed behind them. We came upstairs then took a right and walked down the hall, passing Scott's room then Mine was right next to his. Melissa opened the door all the way so I could see what they did with the room.
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"I Love It" I said. I was speaking the truth, I do really like it. But it is pretty bare considering I don't have any of my stuff there yet, I'm going to be doing that later though.
"Really you like it?" Melissa asked. "Yeah I really do" I said giving her another hug, then Scott joined the hug too. Stiles was left out so I grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the hug too. I noticed for a small second when I grabbed hold on his wrist he winced a bit, I felt the roughness of his wrist. Cuts, he has cuts, I can feel him. This boy is hurt, broken. Like me.
