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Guess Who's Back
Chapter 1.
Malia does not understand.
It was hard for her.
She did not understand what was happening.
Nor if she should talk about it with someone.
What to do?
She still wasn't good with these things and feelings of humans.
She did not believe she had done anything wrong.
Indeed, she gave her best to sort things out, so that they no longer have problems or concerns, and she did it for him.
Sure, for the pack too, but still more for him.
She could not bear to see him like that, full of guilt, stress, sadness, tiredness ..
So she gave her best to solve all problems.
She helped solve the questions, doubts, she support them all, helped save the Sheriff, helped Kira with her powers, she helped rescue Lydia, saved the life of Corey, helped figure out who the Beast was, fought against the Dread Doctors, she did everything that they asked, and above all things she defeated the Desert Wolf, her mother. Without killing her.
What part went wrong?
She even saved his life.
She understood that he didn't ask her how she was or how she felt because of all the problems, but ... After beating her mother? When they were alone (Sure, Braeden was there, but she gave them space while she escorted the Desert Wolf to the Calaveras) and still, after receiving the message from Scott, in which he said that they had solved everything, even after that, he had not even asked if the bullets that she had spread through her body ached.
He said nothing.
He only asked if they could remove the glass on his shoulder, he was glad for the message of Scott and he went straight to him.
And she stood there, planted in her place, totally confused by his attitude.
She didn't even know if they were dating or not, but that quick he stopped caring?
Weren't they at least friends? Don't friends ask you if you are okay?
Of course they do. Because Scott asked, Kira asked, Lydia asked, Parrish asked, Chris asked... Everyone asked her if she was alright, if the wounds hurt, they congratulated her on her victory and escorted her to Deaton's. They even waited until Deaton removed all the bullets and help her heal even faster.
But he didn't.
He just congratulated the rest and went directly to the Sheriff.
What she has done wrong? What?! She couldn't remember having done anything to upset him that much.
She knew something of what they had talked about Donovan annoyed him, but she didn't say anything wrong. Maybe he didn't understand well? She still couldn't express her ideas well.
But it had been so severe that she had done? Or said? Of course not.
So what could it be? She had no idea how to solve this "problem", she didn't even knew what it was.
Maybe she should talk to someone.
Having that first conversation between "girls". Tips, or something.
She preferred to talk to Kira, perhaps she was not useful at giving advice, but at least she was a person who knew how to listen.
Lydia, however, make her nervous. Because Lydia could "analyze" you. Observe your gestures, you voice tone, your body language ... it was like she could read minds, and obviously after making an "analysis" she would give good advice .. or she would say the raw and very hard truth. Malia was terrified to discover it.
But Kira was not available. She was in the desert, trying to control the kitsune.
And Malia didn't really have many girl friends.
Despite being 11 pm, she took her cell phone and scroll through her contacts searching for her name.
-Malia - she answered, clearly confused by her call. Malia rarely use to do this kind of stuff.
-Lydia- She said simply, a bit nervous.
-Is something up? - Malia sighed and bit her lips.
-I, uh ... I need a tip- she said, her tongue almost trying to get tied so the words couldn't come out of her mouth.
-About? - Lydia asked, somewhat surprised. Malia didn't answer for several seconds- Malia, is everything okay?
-I do not want to tell you over phone- she said, as she regrets for calling.
-Well ... it's a little late; do you want to spend the night at my house?
-Uhm .. a sleepover? Like in the movies? - Malia said, frowning in disgust. This definitely wasn't her thing.
-Not like a "party", but yeah, I guess... Since everything is resolved for now and we are free at the moment, it's not a bad idea- Lydia said.
-Oh, ok- Malia said- I'll talk to my dad and I'll meet you there
-Good, see you!
Malia was a bit nervous. It was the first time she would spend time with a friend. She never had a chance before... Since problems were always surrounding the pack. The only person who she spent time with was Stiles.
Helplessly, a lump forms in her in my throat.
She quickly told her father, who actually was very happy to see that Malia was going to spend time with someone other than Stiles, an actual friend.
She got into her car, and went straight to Lydia's.
When she arrived, she ringed the bell a bit tremulous and in less than ten seconds the door opened.
-Come in - Lydia said, actually smiling.
Malia walked in silence, she waited Lydia to shut the door and then she followed her.
Lydia first stop was the kitchen; she grabbed several jars of food that contained popcorn, potato chips, m & m's, marshmallows and thousands of other things.
They went up to her room, and Malia could see that there was already a mattress perfectly prepared for her, with two pillows and a quilt.
There was a coffee table in the center that clearly didn't belong to the room, Lydia put all the food there and dragged two puff chairs quickly to the table, and sat in one of them with a huge smile on her face.
Malia looked at a little astonished.
-I'm sorry, it's been a long time since I have a friend here- She said, smiling, but with a tinge of sadness in her eyes- Can't avoid the excitement.
-Oh .. don't worry- Malia said simply. Not knowing what to say in this kind of situations.
Lydia took a marshmallow and put it in her mouth.
-What you wanted to talk about? - Lydia asked.
-Uhm..- Malia said nervously, leaving her little duffle bag on the mattress while she sat on the other puff.
-It's about Stiles? - Lydia asked directly.
-H-how? - Malia tried to say
-It's very obvious that you're somewhat apart.. - Lydia explained- Did something happened?
-I- I'm not sure- Malia said, looking into her eyes.
-Sure of what? - Lydia asked, frowning in confusion.
-Of anything...-Malia said, shaking her head repeatedly- I'm not sure if I done something to upset him or if he understood something wrong ... I'm even not sure if we're still together.- She said, and looked at her.
-What?- Lydia exclaimed, fully surprised.
-I think we're not together anymore- Malia said, feeling again that annoying lump in her throat- B-but .. I don't know why
-You think you've done something wrong - Lydia stated, distressed by the situation.
-I think he didn't understand something I said..- Malia explained- And after that, everything changed .. We stopped talking, he clearly didn't want me near him and he never asked me if I was okay. Even when I saved his life while having three bullets in my body.
-Oh ..- said Lydia, and took a few seconds to think- Malia, this whole issue of the Dread Doctors and the others, was quite hard for everyone .. Maybe it's just that. Perhaps Stiles needs to organize all the dots in his head and then come back to you .. I'm sure that he really cares.
-It doesn't seems like it- Malia said, feeling the increasingly large lump.
-I'm sure of it ... But I do think he's been an idiot for not asking how you were and everything .. And also because he left you in doubt about your relationship. That was too much.- Lydia said, very upset.
-And what I'm supposed to do? Give him time? Ask what's going on? - Malia said, not understanding quite well Lydia's response.
-Hmmm ...- she thought Lydia, with a finger on her mouth.- No - She replied with a smile- I think he's the one who should try to fix the situation.
-What happens if the doesn't fix it?
-Well, then you'll know it's actually over...-Lydia said, pursing her lips- But I know Stiles, even if he seems dumb, I know he's going to realize the whole thing and he'll try to fix it. - She said, trying to comfort her- And if he doesn't, then at least you're not going to humiliate yourself if you ask him...
-And what I'm supposed to do in the mean time? - Malia asked, not so happy about the "waiting" thing.
-Well .. use that time with a boy- she said, smiling mischievously.
-What? Go around playing with some other boy? - Malia said a bit offended by the suggestion- I can't do that.
-That's not what I meant- Lydia said, shaking her head while picking another marshmallow- What I meant is that you shouldn't miss opportunities- said biting the marshmallow. Malia looked at her in total confusion- I mean ... if you get to find a guy you like, don't just sit there waiting for Stiles- she explained.
-Coyotes have only one mate for life- she automatically said.
-You're part coyote, Malia- Lydia said- Not completely. And you're more human than coyote. You can't be suffering for a boy.- Lydia said with pity. Malia swallowed.
-What if Stiles think we're still together - She ask a bit sad.
-Well, he will have to clarify that- Lydia said as he settled in her place.- You already did and cared too much about him. Now it's his turn. So, if some boy gets your attention and Stiles is still being a jerk, don't waste the opportunity.
-I don't think any boy it's going to "get my attention" but, whatever you say..- Malia said, earning Lydia's smile with her answer.
After that they were talking about random things, eating junk food and watching videos. Although at the beginning Malia felt totally out of place, then she started feeling more comfortable and it was as if they knew each other for years.
Lydia alarm clock rang, screeching heavily in Malia's ears.
-Mal, wake up- Lydia said, with sleepy voice. Malia groaned- Sadly, we still have to go to school...
"Shit," she thought. She really didn't want to go; she didn't want to go to be once again ignored by Stiles.
After grunting for a few other times, she slowly took her duffle bag and went to the bathroom to wash herself up. After doing it, she put on a blue and white striped shirt, denim shorts, a khaki jacket, brown combat boots and a blue beanie, leaving notes of her weavy hair. (Hair S. 4)
She waited for Lydia and then they both went down to breakfast.
-We can go in my car and then come back here so you can take yours- Lydia suggested, Malia just nodded while sipping the rest of her coffee.
After finishing, they went to Lydia's car, her house was something away from school (not as much as Malia's) but it would take some minutes to arrive.
Malia began to feel nervous again, every time she had to go to school was the same. She could not help but thinking things like "Will everything change today?" "What if today he confirms me that if we actually broke up?" "What if he found someone better than me?" "Will he ignore me again today?".
She played nervously with her fingers, trying to focus on something else.
Lydia glanced at her and pressed her lips.
-Nervous? - Lydia said, looking at her for a second, and then turning to the road. Malia only sigh as a yes.- It's like this every time you go to school?
-I can't help it -Malia said simply, with her sight glued to her hands.
-You've got to be patient, Mal- Lydia said, looking her again-You have to give it time, everything will find it's place- She said, turning to the school- And whatever happens, you'll be just fine-said and smiled. Malia looked for a few seconds and gave her best attempt of smile.
They arrived to school and Lydia parked her car. Malia watched from the window to see if everything was "clear". After confirming it, she sighs and got out.
-We have history, right? - Lydia said. Malia nodded.
The day went "normally". Lydia had been glued next to Malia to make sure she didn't feel bad or alone at any time, and Malia hadn't seen Stiles in all day, and indeed it made her feel a little calmer.
Today there was another game of lacrosse, which was actually to resume the game against Devenford Prep, which was interrupted by the Beast last time. So today the coach forced all players (including Stiles and Scott) to train in school hours and warm up for the game, which was going to take time right when school ended.
The last bell rang and Lydia and Malia left the hall, making their way to the lacrosse field.
-Scott- Lydia suddenly said, drawing his attention, while he was arranging things in his locker, already with his uniform on.
Scott smiled at them as they went to him.
-How's the team?- asked Lydia. Malia just stayed attentive to the conversation, it was one of the few times they were talking about normal stuff and no deaths or supernatural creatures.
-Uhm, well I think - Scott said a bit dubious. Lydia pursed her lips and Malia raised an eyebrow.- Kira was part of the team and she was really helpful ... And now that she's not here everything's more difficult. Devenford is pretty good.
-Hey - someone said before Lydia could say anything. Malia turned and felt her heart shrink.
Stiles.
Lydia and Scott smiled, while Malia shifted uncomfortably in her place.
-Are you staying for the game? - Stiles asked Lydia. Only Lydia.
Lydia frowns for one millisecond as she realizes that effectively Stiles was ignoring Malia.
-Yup, and Malia stays also- Lydia replied, noting the name of Malia, as he grabbed her arm.
Malia swallowed.
-Oh, ok.- said looking for just a millisecond to Malia.
She felt like she was going to die.
Again, ignored.
-Guess what? Apparently the coach got a replacement for Kira-Stiles continued as if nothing was wrong.
-Scott looked somewhat dubious at the three, he realized that something was definitely wrong between his best friend and his... girlfriend? Ex girlfriend? He didn't know, but decided to say nothing.
-Yeah? Who? - Scott said as he closed his locker and then made his way to the field with the others- I'm sure no one else in school plays lacrosse.
-Don't know- said Stiles- But he looked quite happy about it. I imagine it must be something good.
Scott and Stiles exchanged random stuff about the game while they reached the field.
When they did, before entering, both turned to look at Malia and Lydia.
-Good luck guys- Lydia said with a smile squeezing their shoulders as a sign of support.
Lydia stepped back, and the three stood expectantly for Malia's "good luck".
But she wasn't even looking at them.
Her eyes wide and her sight was glued at something that was right behind them. Lydia gasped in astonishment when she realized what it was.
-Apparently you still suck at this game, because the coach had to beg me to play when I just barely arrived, right? - a voice said, as he grabbed tightly the shoulders of both boys. Stiles shoulder a bit harsher.
Scott and Stiles turned their heads to see who it was. They stud in shock.
-Isaac ?!
N.A.
Hello everyone! I hope you liked it!
Okay, first of all and ENGLISH ITS NOT MY MAIN LANGUAGE! I'm really sorry for typos, this its my first english fic. I published this story today in Spanish, but since most of the teen wolf fandom are from the USA I really wanted to post it in english too and reach the more people I could, so I'm really sorry if you find any mistake, I tried to correct it the best I could
I really wanted to write a fic like this 😍 because I'm honestly tired of how bad Stiles treated Malia this whole season(mainly 5b) and was so ungrateful and inattentive to her ...
I have no idea who will end Malia !
Indeed despite the bad treatment of Stiles, I'm still a Stalia shipper .. Because of how much Stiles matters to Malia. But she deserves SO MUCH more.
And the idea of Isaac and Malia just...😍 They're so much alike and I'm so in love with Isaac since forever! And they look so damn HOT together.
So ... tell me which of the two should be?
STALIA or MALISAAC?
I'll let you convince me who's best for my bby Mal.
Another thing I want to clarify is that there will never be Stydia in this fic. No more than friendship. I'm soooo sorry for stydia shippers, but I cannot just write about them they're SO brother and sister 😳 PLEASE dont hate me. You're all allowed to be team Isaac🎉
Tell me what you think!
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Sil-BD9.