The Twin - Teen Wolf

Part 3 Episode 8 - The Letters

Liam's POV:

I watch Eilish take her final breath. She may not have been my first love, but I loved her so much. My tears blur my vision, as I scream, and I feel two pairs of arms wrap around me, trying to pull me away from Eilish, but I try to crawl back to her. She can't be dead. She can't be. I see through blurred vision, Theo also crying, being pulled back by Corey and Nolan, meaning Mason and Melissa are pulling me back. They pull me around the corner, and they lean me up against the wall as I cry. 

"Liam, I'm so sorry about her, but you need to calm down." Melissa says softly to me. Theo is sat up next to me, and I hear his cries of pain. Yes, Eilish might've been my girlfriend, but she was Theo's sister. She was all he had, and now he has no one. 

"I need to take her with me." I say, desperate. 

"You can't Liam. I'm sorry." Mason says. We are all crying, but Theo and I are the worst. Mason stands me up, putting his arm around me. Melissa does the same to Theo. I try to walk out, but my legs feel like jelly. Mason helps me out, and as I get further away from her body, I feel a part of me leave too. Mason sits me in his car with him, Theo and Corey. Mason wipes his tears, so he can see, as he begins to drive to the school, where they are fighting the Anuk-ite.

When we arrive, Mason puts his arm around me to try and help me out, but I slap his arm away. I don't want anybody to touch me. I only want Eilish. Theo does the same, and Mason and Corey walk ahead of us in to the school, while Theo and I walk behind. We both feel numb at this point. No tears, just numb. We walk in to the library, where I see Derek, Scott, Lydia, Stiles and Malia. They all turn to look at us, and Scott notices how me and Theo look first.

"What happened?" Scott asks. Just thinking about what happened makes me want to cry all over again. Mason knows that neither me or Theo want to say, so he does.

"Eilish is dead." Mason says, and those three words make me burst in to tears all over again. I hear everyone gasp, and I hear Theo fall to his knees in tears. Scott runs up to me, pulling me in to a hug before I fall to the ground. I cry in to his shirt, wishing that I could just rewind time to make it so it's Eilish that I'm hugging. Scott pulls away, sitting me down on a chair, and I see no one has gone to Theo. I stand, walking over to Theo. I grab his hand, pulling him up in to a hug. We both cry in to each other's shoulder, missing the confident girl. 

When we pull away, I see that everyone else is also crying, except for Derek. Scott is crying, Lydia is crying, Stiles is crying, even Malia is crying. I turn, walking to the car. I can't talk to them. I want to talk to Eilish. It's my fault. If I had just payed attention, I would've seen the hunter. I punch a locker, screaming as the door dents. I turn to see everyone stood behind me, except for Theo.

"Where's Theo?" I ask.

"We left him in the library. It's done now." Malia says.

"You can't leave him! I may have lost my girlfriend, but he lost his sister! He has no one! I have all of you guys, but Theo is all alone! Did you think of that? He's in that library, all alone, after watching the last person in his life die, just because she was trying to save me. If I had payed attention, Eilish would be alive! You need to help Theo! Please..." I shout, as the pack stands there, shocked. Scott turns, walking back to the library.

"Eilish's last wish was for Theo to be forgiven, and for him to have a second chance in the pack. Can we please just try?" I beg. They all nod. Scott comes back with Theo at his side.

"I'm sorry for everything I've done. I'm stupid and I deserve to be where Eilish is, I know, and I would replace her if I could. But I can't. So the most I can do is apologise." Theo says. Nobody speaks, until Stiles walks forward, bring Theo in to a hug. Scott then joins in, then Lydia, then Malia, then Mason, then Corey. Derek reluctantly joins the group hug, but not before grabbing me, forcing me to join in. We all stand there together for a minute, relishing the moment. We pull away, and I remember something.