Chapter 7: "One week"

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SCOTT

It's been a week. There was silence in the house. Stiles locked himself in the guests room. Only Melissa could enter, because she had brought him food in the afternoon and at night. Then, she used to pick up the empty tray, which used to have Stiles' food an hour ago.

Scott couldn't see his best friend. His brother. At the same time, he thought it was the best he could do if he gave him time to recover.

He used to listen him crying in the middle of the night, sometimes screaming in pain. Not physical pain, more like emotional pain.

There was nothing Scott could do, just wait.

He had seen Lydia at school every day. She was acting weird. But he thought it was to be expected after everything that happened.

Scott went to Allison'a grave every day and he used to cry sitting on the ground, covering his jeans with dirt.

That was the best moment of the day, because he could talk to her like if she was there. He was feeling lonely and he needed Allison. That was why he liked to go visit her at the cemetery.

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LYDIA

The voices in Lydia's head got louder, but she couldn't figure where were they come.

She couldn't focus. The sounds were too much for her. She was at her room doing homework. She decide to put some music to clear her mind. It worked, but not for a few minutes.

The music stopped and it was replaced by the same voices. But they were clearer than before.

She put her ear near the speaker and she couldn't what was it saying, but she understood who it was from. Stiles.

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