Its Complicated

Eighteen

* Stiles
I shivered when a warm, rough hand slide down my back. Soft, warm kisses traveled from my neck to my jawline. I gasped as the other person start to slowly turn me around and-

RING, RING

I bolted upright confused by the sudden change of scenery. Realizing it was just a dream I lean over to pick my phone up off the bed side table. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes to see my brother, Issacs, name across the screen. I roll my eyes and aggressively click the 'accept' button.

"hello?" I say sassily still pissed about him interrupted my dream, I didn't even see who the dream was was about.

"happy birthday sti! your finally eighteen, how do you feel? Any older?" He said with to much excitement for the morning, but it cheered me up anyway to hear him so energetic.

Like the adorable spastic werewolf he was.

"I feel the same as yesterday so no. I'm just excited to finally be able to move out."

"About that, do you think you could stop by at like eleven. Tonight?"

"That's slightly suspicious but ok weirdo."

Isaac completely Ignored my witty remark, "cool, you can finally meet Derek... who's going to be your new roommate as well." I sat there silently for a minute, completely throw off by Isaacs last words.

"wait, what?"

I step quickly out of bed beginning to pace around my room.

"Ughh stiles I'm clearly asking you to move in with me. I miss pushing my little brother around," he said laughing maniacally.

I was so shock by this new development. I'm tired of being in this house that reminds me so much of my dad. Of all our memories, it hurts to bad. I'm so excited I jump frantically, did I really just jump up and down? Yes, yes I did. I embarrass myself a very unhealthy amount.

"Haha very funny, and hell yes I'll come over."

"Good then I'll see you later little brother. Love you."

"Love you to."

I sit down on my bed with my mouth gaped open processing the fact that I'm moving out. Finally.

I pick up the phone seeing that it was 10:30 so I walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower. When it was the right temperature I step in relaxing under the hot water, steam filling the air.

Once I step out of the shower I dry off, wrapping my towel around my waist before walking to my closet.

I pick out a red long sleeve shirt with my black, ripped skinny jeans.

grabbing my phone I pocket it along with my wallet. Walking to the door way I reach my hand to the switch and feel a jolt through my hand and hear a shocking noise.

I jump back and examine my hand, glowing blue flows from my fingers to to veins on my wrist before disappearing.

"What the hell!?"

I stand there staring at my hand with my eyebrows furrowed until the glowing disappears.

"Either I'm seeing things, or I'm completely crazy," I say shaking my head in confusion, and continuing to my most prized possession.