9/14
Dad gave me a journal to "let out my feelings". Why doesn't he understand? I don't feel anything. Everything is happening too fast for me to feel it.
Stiles
9/15
Derek hasn't left the hospital since I was brought in. Scott brought him clothes and Dad brought him food. He's been poring over the books Dr. Deaton brought. I just wish he'd stop. Look at me for longer than a second.
Whatever. It doesn't matter.
Stiles.
9/16
Scott stayed for a few hours to research with us. As much as Derek refuses to admit, we've gotten nowhere, found nothing, and time is running out. Apparently, my most recent accident damaged my brain even more. I'll be in a wooden box under the dirt by Thanksgiving Day.
Funnily enough, I am not very thankful.
Stiles
9/17
What the hell did I do to deserve this? I'm going in for another MRI in an hour. What did ever do? I'm seventeen! I'm going to die a virgin. Why is this happening?
Fuck it all. I'm having words with whomever is in charge when I die.
Stiles
9/20
M y br ain is br ok en. Ho w lon g do I ha ve ?
St iles
9/21
L E T M E GO
9/22
G O O D B Y E
YOU ARE READING
I Want You Here
FanfictionStiles has frontotemporal dementia, and he's beyond help. He's got a few weeks left, and Derek stays with him. Derek is devastated when Stiles dies, but is this the last we've heard from young Stiles?
