Stiles unlocked the door and flung it open, ready to hit anyone who asked for trouble but as soon as he layed eyes on the person he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and lowered the bat.
"What's with the bat?" Isaac asked curiously.
"Just a precaution... Why are you here?" Stiles asked as he let Isaac in and put the bat down.
"I asked you if I could stay over" Isaac said in confusion.
" Oh, I thought you meant like tomorrow or something " Stiles laughed, "So do you want anything to eat or something? "
" If it's not a problem" Isaac said as he started walking to the stairs with his bag, "Must I put my stuff in your room"
" Yeah" Stiles said as he took the leftovers out of the fridge, took his dad's food out of the microwave and started heating Isaac's food up.
Isaac walked back down, also in his pajamas, he wore a white shirt with a black sweatpants.
Stiles took Isaac's food out of the microwave and put his dad's food back in.
He passed the food to Isaac and offered him something to drink.
" Well as I can smell you've been drinking Jack Daniels" Isaac said with slight amusement, slight concern, " I'll have some tea if you have"
Stiles smiled weakly and then quickly made Isaac a cup of tea.
They both sat on the couches and watched some random shows before Isaac started talking again.
"What happened?"
"What?" Stiles asked confused.
"What happened to you? You have way more bruises and cuts, you look even worse than you did earlier and I know it wasn't your dad because you haven't seen him since this morning" Isaac said, worry evident in his voice.
"Nothing" Stiles said as he changed the channel but Isaac picked up a remote and switched the tv off.
"I was watching that" Stiles said irritably.
"Well, I wasn't, so let's talk" Isaac said reminding Stiles of himself.
"Fine" Stiles said looking at Isaac expectantly.
"What happened?"
"I would rather not talk about it but since you leave me no choice..." Stiles took a breath, "I was walking home from a late detection, through the forest and something attacked me but I didn't see it" Stiles said but technically he wasn't lying.
"Okay and is that the whole truth?" Isaac asked.
"...Yeah...yeah" Stiles said also trying to assure himself.
Isaac looked at Stiles for a moment before he looked at the clock, 12 o'clock.
" Well it's late and I think we should really get some sleep"
" Yeah, you can take my room, I'll sleep down here" Stiles said as he took Isaac's empty plate and mug to the kitchen.
They both walked upstairs to Stiles' room to get ready, they brushed their teeth and Stiles got a blanket, his pillow and his book.
They said their good night's then Stiles left the room and went downstairs.
He quickly did the dishes, cleaned the tabletops and switched off all the lights except for the kitchen and lounge light then sat down and opened his book to a fresh page and started writing.
After 45 minutes he was done with the song and then switched off the lounge light, leaving the fire burning and layed down on the couch.
[Humming]
When I was a child, I heard voices
Some would sing and some would scream
You soon find you have few choices
I learned the voices died with me
When I was a child I'd sit for hours
Staring into open flame
Something in it had a power,
Could barely tear my eyes away
All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever, tame your demon
But always keep 'em on a leash
[Humming]
When I was 16 my senses fooled me
Thought gasoline was on my clothes
I knew that something would always rule me
I knew the scent was mine alone
All you have is your fire
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever, tame your demon
But always keep 'em on a leash
When I was a man I thought it ended
When I knew loves perfect ache
But my peace has always depended
On all the ashes in my way
All you have is your fire,
And the place you need to reach
Don't you ever, tame your demons
But always keep 'em on a leash...
After about half an hour his dad came home to see him laying on the couch, he walked to the kitchen to see that Stiles had made him food and cleaned up.
He looked over at his sleeping son, he knew that every moment his child got sleep, was a blessing because these days it became harder for Stiles to sleep.
He ate the food quickly, switched off the light, kissed Stiles on the head and then walked upstairs.
He looked in Stiles room to see Isaac fast asleep in his son's bed, he knew his son was a generous boy and that he would do anything for his friends even if he wouldn't admit it.
He walked to his own room, got dressed and then went to bed.
YOU ARE READING
Losing my Mind
FanficStiles is going through a hard time in his life and has to deal with stuff most teens don't have to go through...
