Chapter 22

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The week came around pretty fast. Its friday now. I stayed home all week with Allison. She's changed, she's really angry. I understand that she is because if Peter was still alive I'd definitely want to take a hit at him. But I can't let her kill Derek, not like how we've been planning. I can't let her I just can't. I know Derek is an asshole and deserves it but I can't, he means something to me and I have no clue why.

I've been taking my sleeping tablets, but all I've gotten is sleep paralysis. It's scary but not as scary as my nightmares. With everything going on, I'd rather just take my sleeping tablets and have sleep paralysis. Instead of having a nightmare and waking Allison and Chris up.

I miss the old Allison. The Allison that was bubbly and bright. The last time that was normal for us was when I lived in Michigan. That's when we were happy and together, before Beacon Hills. I want to get away from everything that's happening in Beacon Hills but then my mind always comes back to Stilesm

I have such a strong connection to Stiles and I don't know why. Maybe its because he's been there for me since I got here. When Peter attacked me at the school, he was always making sure I was okay after that. At the winter formal he could see I wasn't okay, he cheered me up. When my mom died he comforted me at the scene. He came over to check on me multiple times. He's helped multiple times with headaches and checks on me all the time. When I was at the hospital last week, he didn't leave until Chris and Victoria were almost there to get me.

He's been amazing to me and he doesn't judge me either for being emotional. We've sort of been through the same things and he's always been there for me. He's like a god send and I'm not joking. I haven't spoke to him recently, since Matt's death. We spoke that night, but we haven't spoke since. I heard Stiles' dad say something I wasnt supposed to thanks to my bloody sleep paralysis.

I couldn't move or talk but I mentally groaned as this happened. I wasn't scared this time because Stiles was on facetime on my laptop.

He was talking to himself about some evidence when I heard his dad talk. "Who are you on the phone to?" I hear his dad say. "Just Clara, but she's asleep." I hear Stiles say. "Are you two dating? You're always with each other and you're always talking about her." Stiles dad and if I could move my body right now I'd have the biggest smile on my face. "Uh... no... we're just friends." Stiles says. "You seem uncertain about it." Stilles dad says. "Yes. Anyway just tell me what you came in here to tell me." Stiles says awkwardly.

"Its about Clara." He says and I try my hardest to wake up. "Some deputies raided Matt's house. On his laptop they found pictures of him and Clara edited together. So photos of them holding hands and kissing etc." Stiles dad says and I mentally roll my eyes. "I knew he was a dodgy person." Stiles says with his tone laced with anger.

Finding out about Matt only angered me and well Stiles never actually told me about it. So to Stiles I still don't know about Matt. We haven't spoke since that night, he's called and texted a few times. There's so much on my mind that I haven't even been able to text him or call him back. I've come to the conclusion that I do actually like Stiles and the pang in my chest I get when he talks about Lydia is jealousy.

Tonight is the finals for Lacrosse. Stiles text me this morning asking if I was going. Then about an hour later he said that he hopes I do go. But I can't because I'm supposed to he helping Allison and Chris with a plan to catch Derek's beta's Aka. Erica and Boyd.

It's now dark outside meaning we were leaving soon. I got out of my oversized jumper and shorts and put on some black cargo pants. I then put on a black tube top and black bomber jacket. I put on my doc Martin's and then take my hair put of its messy bun and let it flow around my shoulders. I apply some mascara and eyeliner after doing my brows. I put some lip gloss on and grabbed my glocks.

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