Life is bittersweet, as tears in charged with so much pain, yet, is always bigger the amount of happiness that its hidden behind them.
I
SPARK
As they pass by neighbor southwest Stiles swift his glance from the road, feeling his dad´s eyes on him, so he take a deep breath, smile he says to himself, he has to smile, when their eyes met, Mr. Stilinski´s lips curves in a brief grin, they are now just a few towns away from Beacon Hills, and a few hours from Portland, they used to go to Portland in Christmas´ eves with Scott and his parents, and walk down the streets, get presents for everyone, watch the fireworks in the night sky.
Smile he says again in his mind, as his dad put his avocado eyes right back on the road, Doctor Stilinski is 42 nowadays, yet he never seemed so old as now, in matter of months the time has come to take away his smile and replace his young fair skin for a wrinkled and reddened one, eyes tired by the road, by his work and sleepless nights that carved deep hollows below them, Smile Stiles thinks almost aloud.
Before they realize are already driving into Beacon Hills, Stiles like that place, reminded him so much about the good times, about being the quirky and socially awkward youngster, getting in trouble with Scott anytime, breaking into the abandoned mill by midnight and drink booze to survive the winter cold air, maybe that´s why come back seemed like the best choice, Stiles has a lot of friends back at home but maybe change the environment, and be with Scott could help him to come back to be the awkward boy, the problem is that Stiles is not quite sure if he wants to, in other hand he knows his dad´s worried about him and at the same time he´s worried about his dad. His grandparents' home is set downtown near to the school and the forest´s line, when they come out of the car he take a quick glimpse toward Scott´s place next to his new home, the sky is greyish and the air dry and cold, maybe that´s the reason why the curtains overlay the windows.
"Let´s go, inside" Says his dad as he put a jacket over his son´s shoulders, Stiles snorts briefly with a smirk on his lips and look at the weathered red bricks of the façade, and opens the black wood door. The first thing they notice when they come inside is that grandpa´s Parkinson didn´t let grannie time to take care of the house, as they exchange glances Stiles can almost read his father´s mind, This was a bad idea he is written in his eyes, and maybe his father is right, swap home with his father´s parents seemed like a good thing for everyone, but maybe just maybe they should have stayed and take care of them.
In other hand Stiles thanks he has a lot to do, so he can have an excuse to not go to Scott´s, he hasn´t seen him since the funeral and the things are being awkward since them, Scott thinks he can find a magical word to take all the pain away, and Stiles keeps getting into uncomfortable silences when he´s with his best friend.
"Why don´t you…- His father begins but Stiles is faster.
"I think I´ll better stay and clean up a little" Stiles hints, as he walk to the stairs and picks up old mail´s envelopes.
"Actually I was going to say you to go change and them we could have dinner outside" His father suggest.
"Why don´t you go and bring it home? This gonna take a while" Stiles explains as he look for the broomstick in the hallway, and start to brush the messed and opaque wooden floor.
"You can do that tomorrow" His dad suggest with some concern in his voice.
"Tomorrow got School and I´ve missed several weeks already" Replies as he sneeze, there is so much dust in there.
"Are you sick?" His father ask frowning, as he drops his bag and looks for some antiallergic pills, "Take, and don´t abuse of them" Start with that glance, Stiles ignore him, he knows what the glance means, it means that his dad is afraid, means that he feels like a fraud and also means you look so much like her, but Stiles just waves away that thought and fix his eyes on the bag, it contained so much things that could really help to do all that situation nicer for both of them.
"I´ll back" His father announces and walk to the car.
"Dad!" Stiles hints him with some warning.
"What?" His father says turning on his heels with a sheepishly smile.
"No fries, no burgers, no candies" Stiles sentence bossily.
"But… All bodies…" Dr. Stilinski starts.
"And no fake Dr.´s talk you know that junk food is not healthy" Stiles points out grinning.
"Fine" His father replies defeated with a giggle and there is the glance haunting him anew, and then his father leaves.
Stiles picks up the dirty clothes from all the rooms, lot of grannie´s tops and grandpa´s sweaters, then he finish taking the dirt away from the floor, the cracker crumbs from the old fashioned cushions with kitten patterns, and take the rotting tea´s cup from the coffee table. Mops the floor and wash the silverware, by the time he´s taking his dad´s clothes into the drawer he hears the door opening again. When he comes down his father is carrying two hamburgers in his hands and beckons to him with a grin.
"Dad!" Stiles starts with a glare.
"Mine is vegan" His father breaths out reluctantly, walking to the small kitchen and placing the dinner above the table.
"I´m too tired right now, but tomorrow I´m gonna cook and you´ll have eat whatever I say" Stiles says drifting up the corner of his lips until his mouth turned into a devilish smile. "Even beet and Brussels sprouts"
"You wouldn't dare" His dad challenge him dreadful.
"Try me" Stiles sneers.
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"Are you sure you don´t want me to drive you to the building trade?" Allison ask as she follow her dad downstairs.
"Nice try, and no you won´t get the car" Her father scoffs as they sit the in the living room to watch a horror movies marathon while they eat popcorn.
"Headshot" Christian shouts while the Zombie´s brains came out of the screen thanks to the wonders of technology.
"Oh I think I´m gonna get sick!" Allison cries as she runs upstairs, they were used to do their horror movie Marathon on Sundays but since her dad got the 3D Television into the house it´s being almost unbearable for her to watch a full movie without throwing up, with all that blood, brains and intestines flying out of the screen, Allison have this feeling deep inside that her father enjoys watching her run upstairs, so immature she thinks as she cleans up her face in the sink, he needed friends of his age and so she did too, to her it´s seems like since they came back to Beacon Hills they both have been living apart from the rest of the world, she didn´t know how many time they would be staying this time but she would like to get friends and hang out a little, she knows a couple of girls in school but they are boring to death, she wants to do things, to run, to jump, to fall and laugh, and wants that too for her dad he deserves to have fun weekends instead of spend his Sundays watching Game of thrones with her.
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"Mr. Stilinski and Stiles already arrived?" Scott´s mom says as she walks passing by Scott´s room noticing the windows closed.
"Mom" Scott starts with low voice, eyes swollen and reddened, "I´m not sure, I think I got the flu"
"Oh honey, do you want me to tell Stile´s dad to check you up?" She suggest as she takes off her police hat, unloose her curly long hair and it falls on her back.
"No! Mom! Mr. Stilinski must be exhausted, I´ll be fine in the morning" He promise with a brief smile as he covers his body with the blanket.
Mrs. McCall gets into bed after putting her gun in the bedside table, Scott was right Mr. Stilinski and Stiles must be tired after driving maybe it would be best to wait until the next day to see them, but she couldn´t hide her excitement for having them in the next door, she missed so much her best friend and Stiles and Scott could keep an eye on each other, they need one another, specially Stiles with all what he have lived in the past months but she´s also worried about her son, she can´t tell but she knows something is going on with him.
When his dad get into bed Stiles' smile fades, walks into his room and discover it is the exact way it was when he left it the last time, it used to be his dad´s room so there were still some posters of his favorite bands, over the thin bed before the window still are the same moth-eaten blue sheets, the floor still squeaks when he walks over it, the only remarkable difference is the slim ivy climbing up the window, it is almost inside already, Stiles jumps onto the bed as a cloud of dust rise over him, choking him and making him sneeze loudly,shoves his hands in his pockets but they´re empty, where did I left the pills?, thinks moody, he is feeling really tired which is a great achievement considering how hard has been get to sleep the last months. As he climbs down the stairs the idea he got in the afternoon comes again into his mind, if only they… Instead of climbing down for the bag he pass by his dad´s room, he´s sure Mr. Stilinski must be still awake but he´s certain his father won´t notice if he takes a look at the medical samples suitcase in the closet next to the room, and as he walks by his dad´s room notice that there´s no snoring. Stiles sneaks to the closet in the hallway and with a quick flick of the wrist opens the door, there are his father´s clothes and suits that didn´t fit in the grandpa's dresser, and some of his lab´s gowns and below the suitcase, Stiles hesitates as his hands trembles, but that´s the best he can do now he knows his father won´t let him take Prozac, not even for his ADHD, but it isn't like it matters anymore, he´s just not that Stiles anymore, yet he needs them, he´s concerned about his dad.
He takes the orange bottle of pills, closes the suite case with a click and heads off, squeezes them in his hands, everything is so dark that is hard for him to watch his way back, but it isn´t a problem for him considering all the time he has spent in the house in his 17 years, the wood squeaks briefly on his feet once more, it means he arrived his room, when he opens the door in the middle of the thick darkness a pair of amber eyes rise from the bed.
"Scott!" Stiles gasp as he loses the grip of the bottle and it falls from his hands, he instinctively tries to catch it up, but even though Scott is far is faster and before the pills reaches the soil, his best friend is already holding then in his hands.
"Antidepressants?" Scott hisses arching his bold brows, Stiles' best friend is now a complete jock, dark haired, tall, olive skin, broad shoulders, and thin nose, huskier than Stiles reminds quite opposite him who keeps being too gawky. If someone looked for scrawny in the dictionary would probably see a picture of him.
The air is thicker now and Stiles swallows, he feels anxious yet he hurries to reply, "Hi Scott, yeah I just found it downstairs"
"I´ve been cleaning, I think those are from grandpa" Lies conveniently, he´s always been a good liar.
"And you got them into your room because…" There is a hint of doubt in Scott´s yellowish eyes.
"I was just gonna save them for dad, he´s already asleep and didn´t want to bother him, he would probably get use for them in the hospital" Says politely.
Scott hesitates before handle it back to him, when he have them in his hands again hurries to shove them into his pockets.
"You´re back" Scott murmur with a grin.
"Yeah, it´s been like centuries since we left" Stiles admits trying to forget the reason.
"I´m sorry I didn´t show up before, it´s just that I´ve feeling sick lately" Scott says grimacing as he sits back into the bed.
"It´s ok I thought about going to your place but I guessed your mom would be tired with all her work" Stiles lies again, what a good liar he is.
"Actually the town has been really quite lately" Scott hisses. "Just a few deer that were found mutilated in the woods the pasts weeks"
"Yeah? How´s that weird?" Stiles ask confused.
"The wounds seemed odd or that´s what mom said, and the rarest thing is that they weren´t eat by any animal" Explains.
"Are you saying that they were killed by a person for no reason?" Stiles frowns, sitting next to his best friend, he almost forgot how comfortable he felt speaking with him even talking about brains and intestines were fun if he did it with his best friend.
"No" Scott shake his head, "They were definitely killed by an animal, but they´re not sure which and not even crows or worms try to eat the corpses, they were untouched, that´s why it´s weird"
"Creepy" Stiles hisses as he lets out a giggle.
"Yeah definitely" Scott laughs as he yawns. "Damn, I´m so tired, coach make us run every morning by five o´clock" explain as he stands, "I think I better get going or he´s gonna kill me if I´m late again"
"Are you still in that shitty team?" Stiles chuckles as he speak, drops himself onto the sheets and glance the ceiling full of spider´s webs.
"Were doing better every day, actually I´m the new Captain" Scott breaths out a little ashamed yet some proud in his voice.
"Well done dude! I think we finally are going to win a game" Stiles scoffs.
"Yeah, I guess you´re right" Scott smiles as he jumps down the window, and Stiles fell fast asleep with a grin in his face, maybe getting through all that would be easier for him if he had his best friend by his side.
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"What if I drive you work and then go school without any stops anywhere?" Allison hints in the morning while she tosses her backpack in the car´s trunk.
"That´s what I fear most, you driving by the streets without stopping anywhere not even in the traffic-lights, poor walkers" Her dad scoffs sarcastically walking to his seat.
"Come on dad! You know that it isn´t what I meant" Allison replies biting her lower lip.
"Get on! You´re gonna be late" He shouts as she´s closing the trunk when she notices a glimpse next to her backpack.
"What´s this?" She says doubtful as she reveal the tiny objects beneath a black cloth.
"Um… Cameras for the building" Her father says flatly, "Now get up" Adds bossily.
"With solar panels?" She scoffs as she close the trunk and get into the passenger seat, "Don´t tell me that you´re now interested in the environment" Laughs. "You´re an architect dad! Your work is destroy the beauty of the nature" scoffs.
"Shut up or you´re gonna walk to school" He warns her yet with a smile on his face.
…
Stiles is walking downstairs when he notices sounds in the kitchen hurries his pace but is late already, before the table is a plate with two eggs a slice of bread and bacon, in front of his is his dad already cleaning his plate.
"Dad" The boy starts, but his father ignores him.
"What are you doing awake so early?"
His father grabs a towel and dries the dish, as he turns on his heels, the hollows are deeper this morning yet the man manages to smile to his son.
"I don´t wanna be late in my first day back" Says politely yet Stiles can read it on his face I couldn´t sleep
"You´re like a kid in your first day school" Stiles chuckles getting a piece of bacon and putting on his mouth, his dad forgot to put salt on it.
"Yeah missed the town" Admits with yarn, then doctor Stilinski washes his hands again adjust his doctor´s gown and pass by Stiles and heads out but the boy doesn´t hear the door instead his father approaches him back.
"Almost forgot" Says the man tugging his hand in the pockets. "I woke up early to pick it up for you"
Stiles frowns a little confused then listens to a jingling and something gleams in his father hand, Mr. Stilinski let the keys next to Stiles' plate.
"Dad…" The boy begins almost chocking with the overcooked egg.
"You know the rules" Dr. Stilinski warns him. "No speeding, you have to pay your own gas and if something happens to it it´s your responsibility" Says authoritatively, but Stiles isn´t listening he´s still staring at the keys shocked, he has a car, no, he has his parent´s jeep.
"Dad…" Tries anew.
"Please don´t make Mrs. McCall put you an infraction" The man begs.
"I won´t I promises" Stiles hisses as he hugs his dad, he just go the best present ever, after a few seconds his father lets go to walk outside yet he stops one last time.
"Oh I almost forget, and no sex in the backseat"
"Dad please!" Stiles shrieks as his cheeks burns.
"And if you do, don´t forget about using…"
"I know dad, I´m not stupid" Stiles' eyes are on the floor, why his father have to be a doctor? Why he can´t be a lawyer or something that made him feel less embarrassed about his body?
After his father leaves Stiles finishes his meal approaches the sink and quickly cleans the plate, he´s so excited wants to run out and get up in his new car but first he needs to take a shower, he goes upstairs and get into the bathroom, he tosses his clothes on the floor and gets into the shower slightly rotating the handle, the cold water drips fall over his skin crisping it as a long shiver gives him Goosebumps, the hot water isn't working so after a few minutes he runs out covering his body with the towel enters his room and gets a pair a jeans, and a t-shirt but then he think twice and grabs his red hoodie just in case.
After getting out he´s happy for bringing the sweater, outside the air is so crisp that almost cut his skin, his nose feels hard and frozen, what would happen if he touch it with the his fingertips? Would it shatter? Stiles closes the front door behind him and there it is, his father´s green Jeep, old and rusty and yet the coolest car that Stiles have ever seen in his life. When he gets up the first thing that he notices is the chocolate milk stain in the tapestry, he was just six and his mother was so mad at him, Stiles lets out a weak giggle, and his sight becomes blur and gauzy, lets out a whimper and covers his mouth with his hand, take the pills out of his pocket and looks at them, the car still smells like pine needles.
"Hey" Says a cheerful voice next to him, Stiles lets out a cry of shock and glances to the copilot´s seat, where Scott is staring at him with a grin, sweaty wearing sports clothes which has stuck to his olive skin.
"Dude your dad gave you the car?" Scott says stunned.
"Yeah but he kept he SUV" Stiles snorts, blinking quickly to wash away his eyes without call Scott´s attention, smile.
"So what? I always have to take the bus with the freshmen I feel like a loser" Scott complains.
"I know I´m just kidding, I couldn´t change this car for any other in the world" Stiles says excitedly at the time he beckons Scott to get up.
"Oh! Wait I´ve running since early morning, need a shower first" Scott explains grimacing, he always grimaced it didn´t matter that he was a jock now he still was the awkward boy´s silly best friend, Stiles take a look at Scott as he gracefully jumps over the fence and frowns, his friend has changed so much since the last time they saw one other, like if he was a completely new human being.
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"You´re late" Grunts Mr. Harris when Scott cross the classroom´s door the professor is the typical middle age loser that spends his Friday´s nights thinking how to torture his students next Monday, Scott sighs it isn´t his fault that the coach keep pushing them harder and harder every morning, when Cole fell after an hour running the coach made him run another extra hour for being the Captain, Scott was soon starting to regret being in the team.
"And what do we have here… "Says the chemistry teacher looking at Scott´s back, "Do we know each other?" frowns eyes fixed on Stiles.
"Hey Mr. Harris" Stiles says shyly.
"Mr. Stilinski what a wonderful surprise" The professor claims with a smile yet his eyes aren´t smiling at all, and Stiles gives him a grin as empty as the man´s.
"Wait, no sarcasm at all?" The man ask stunned.
"No Sir, no sarcasm this semester, but who knows if you´re lucky you might get it next one" Stiles replies bitterly, and Scott have to cover his mouth with his palm to not laugh and see some of his classmates doing the same, god he missed him so much.
Before leaving Mr. Harris chance to reply Scott beckons Stiles to follow him to the empty places, unfortunately they got really late and most of them are already taken, so Scott sits in the first place he spots while Stiles walks to the bottom of the class, Scott follows him with his glance and then he notices her in the seat next to his friend´s, he was such an idiot that he had to take that place and get his chance to talk to her she was so beautiful.
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Stiles didn't care much about what he said to Mr. Harris, the man was a total ass, how´s that the only fun he have in life is make the teenagers to feel miserable? Stiles sits and throws a quick glance to the board, they´re speaking of the atomic models, piece of cake he thinks as he take his notebook from the bag, as usual Mr. Harris´s class is boring to death, is hard to concentrate, behind the window to his left is Lacrosse field and beyond the woods, how was that story about the lights in the woods? His mom used to tell him about it, it was… one night a boy in the dark… one night a boy in the woods, he can´t think clear, he liked that story when he was a boy scared in the dark in the middle of the night and couldn´t sleep, sleep.
"Mr. Stilinski!" Shouts Mr. Harris´s voice, Stiles jumps on his chair and falls backward letting out a groan, everyone around starts laughing loudly and ashamed Stiles stands.
"Yes sir?" He ask casually.
"What I was telling?" The man challenges him "Or you were too busy snoring to pay attention?" Grunts.
"Uh…." Stiles hesitate and takes a quick sight of the board, they were talking about Bohr, think, think what you know about Bohr?
"Uh… yeah, Bohr really awesome" Blurts out, and everyone burst to laugh again.
"Ah yeah?" Harris says despiteful, think, think, think.
"Yeah, I mean the guy rocked describing how two points charged orbit each other and how years later they later used the energy levels to get the quarks masses" Stiles hurries ashamed.
"It seems that you know much about it despite I haven´t talk about it yet" Harris hisses with a big smile on his face, and everyone start murmuring and looking at him.
"It means that can get out early?" Stiles suggests and everyone laughs harder.
"Why not? Get out of my class" Harris yells his face reddening.
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Allison is still stunned, haven´t noticed the boy´s presence next to her, but now that he´s leaving, she can´t help but laughing like the others, she look at him closer, what was his name? Stilinski, pale skin, sunken brown eyes, pink a slim lips curved in an empty smile, scrawny and somewhat clumsy as he walk, she haven´t see him before around, but then why?
"Miss Argent!" Mr. Harris´s voice makes her startle, Allison almost fall from her sit too, and can´t help but laugh as she recalls Stilinski.
"What´s going on today with all of you?" The man grumbles scowling.
"I… umm…. I´m sorry…" Allison says between laughs, ahead next to Mr. Harris is a boy looking at her, but not the way the others do, he´s not mocking, is smiling, who´s that?
"Get out you too" Harris order and an Ice knife stab Allison in her chest, she haven´t being kicked out of a class before, nonetheless she stands and grab her things and walks to the door, feeling everyone´s eyes over her, but over all that boy´s.
"Anyone else wants to leave?" The man challenges the class angrily while she´s closing the door, and Allison is almost sure she heard some chairs moving.
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Stiles enters in the cafeteria and get a yogurt, he´s not hungry but wants to keep his mouth occupied and he likes the thick texture, Harris was an awful teacher how was that they still let him teach anyway? Sways his eyes around the room, takes a spoonful and let the sweet and a little bitter taste relax him a little, walks next to a roll of tables until he finds one completely empty, how he fell asleep anyway? He was thinking about his mom, something about her, oh! The bedtime stories, how was them? Stiles has troubles recalling the stories, but he´s sure in a night… a boy in the dark. Someone throws a backpack next to him and sits in front of him, Stiles jumps on his seat but try to act casually.
"I got kicked too because of you" Says a girl´s voice in front of him at the time she sits, Stiles looks up and meets his eyes with hers, and feels a slight stitch in his chest that quickly fades, and the he startles, why? He´s not sure, but there´s something about her, and maybe she notices his recognition because she´s glancing back at him stunned as if she scared him, so Stiles calms down and avoids her glance.
"Well it seems my plan worked" Stiles snorts as he quickly look at her again and there is the stitch, her eyes becomes wide and he knows he can´t look her again or she would think that he´s insane. So he just details her without fixing his eyes in any particular spot, She´s tall with clear and bright skin, slight dimples in her cheeks as she smiles at him, long lashes that make her dark eyes shine, her hair is black and long in curls that falls to her back, she´s wearing an alabaster dress to her knees with red dahlias all over, above she has a black jacket that matches her long dark boots.
"I haven´t see you around before" She points out biting her lip.
"I just got here yesterday" He explains with a smirk.
"Really? So you´re the new guy and are already looking for trouble?" She laughs.
"I´m Mitch by the way" She says her name and arches a brow and a dimple slight marks in her left cheek.
"Stiles and I actually used to live her…" Stiles starts but is stopped by one newcomer.
"Hey losers" Says a girl joining them, Stiles ups his eyes and gaps, the stranger is a short red haired girl, with picky green eyes, short nose, and fleshy red colored lips, she looks at Stiles in a bitchy way and then sits next to Allison.
"Thank god Harris asked if someone else wanted to get out, gosh! I was dying he doesn´t even know what he´s talking about, I mean he didn´t mention Eisenberg once" She laughs, and Stiles and Allison exchange glances, she is wearing the cheerleaders uniform they are sure of it.
"I don´t know how they let him teach in here anyway" scoffs
Stiles and Allison still look at her awkwardly as she were some kind of alien and she notices because hurries to reply.
"Don´t look at me that way I´m a cheerleader not dump" laughs, and Stiles and Allison can help joining her.
"I´m Lydia" Says grinning at them.
"Stiles"
"Allison"
"I know who you are Allison you´re so gorgeous and I´ve been the whole week waiting for some reason to talk to you, most of the girls in here are so shallow" Lydia snaps.
"I know what you mean, I´ve been dying of boredom since I got here, but Stiles changed that when he managed to get me kicked out of the class" Allison chuckles.
"That´s not my fault" Stiles defends himself at the time the bell rings and the cafeteria get crowded in seconds, Stiles looks around looking for Scott, but isn´t there yet.
"Very brave by the way" Lydia assurance. "Oh look is the jerk" Adds pointing at Stiles' back.
"How did you called me" Says a voice behind, Stiles tilts his head back and face a boy of his age, tall and a little built wearing an old fashioned shirt, a pair pants and headphones over his broad shoulders.
"Isn´t that your name?" Lydia hisses mischievously.
"Don´t pay attention to her, she´s a bitch" The boy laughs sitting next to Stiles. "I´m Jackson, Jackson Whittemore" Points out.
"As I was telling you this jerk in here, is the most hipster guy in school and he thinks that he´s a dj or something" Lydia explains devilishly, yet her eyes smile at the boy, are they a couple? Stiles hopes not.
"They are Allison and Stiles" Lydia points at each one, "well you know them already you were at Harris´s class"
"You are already famous in here" Jackson snorts looking at Stiles, "No one ever made Harris that angry before"
"Yeah isn´t he cute?" Lydia says "It´s like all nerdy but creepy, it´s kinda hot"
"So you´re into nerds, good to know" Stiles says as he look straight at Lydia and she blinks at him, "And it wasn´t big deal, I used to do that to Harris" Explains recalling those days were his ADHD and his bitter tongue used to get him in trouble.
"Wait a second" Jackson says thoughtful. "Stilinski, I remember you"
Here we go, Stiles thinks deflating in a wink.
"Wait a second you used to live here?" Allison asks. "Oh yeah, you told me a minute ago I´m sorry" She frowns and there some suspicious in her eyes.
"Yeah um... we left two years ago, but now we´re back" Stiles explains and his chest starts aching, he doesn´t want to remember.
"How´s your mom?" Jackson says, and all the noise, chats and laughs around suddenly fade.
"Um… fine! Umm… well not fine exactly… I mean… she died six months ago" Hisses, at the time Lydia cover her mouth with her hands and Allison gasps and her eyes get darker.
Jackson open his mouth for reply, Stiles is not looking at him but he knows how he´s staring at him, as if he could understand his pain, as if he have the magical words to make his sadness to fade, to get the shattering pieces of him back together, to tell him that he´s sorry as if it did have anything to do with him anyway.
"I gotta go" Stiles says as he grabs his bag and gets out, he walks out the cafeteria, sees Scott coming in but he vanish into the crowd at the door, he doesn´t want to talk to anyone just walk across the hallways, with his eyes nowhere, there is too much people they breath, they laugh, they make noises, it's overwhelming, he stumbles against someone and its pushed against a looker, finally he manages to get out of the crowd and get into the bathrooms, jog the sinks and washes his face with the icy cold water, his head aches but he doesn´t care, he couldn´t be sad anymore, he couldn´t, his dad was worried about him, Stiles have to make him believe that he was happy that he was the clumsy old Stiles. Stiles shoves his hands in his pocket and takes out the Prozac, takes a pill a put it in his mouth swallowing fast, take a fast look of himself at the mirror and smiles, smile, Take his bag and walks out of the school, the parking lot is desert so he hurries to get into his jeep, puts on the engine and drives nowhere.
He´s not surprised when he stops, thought he planned to drive anywhere away from the school he ends up there, stops the engine and pulls out, puts his eyes on the facade, it´s untouched the people have been pretty respectful which he thanks, the grass is long and thick dark green because of the gray sky, Stiles walks stiffly and breaths, the boy in the night, he still can´t recall straight and the Prozac is making it harder for him but at least there is a tiny chunk of bliss in his chest mixed with that painful longing that always was there since that day. Opens the granting and made his way between and grass and undergrowth, he stops at the door sweep his hands over the peeled varnish in the wood, takes the knob, it´s closed, Stiles looks at the windows, the living room´s has an small gap he address it and wedges his fingers underneath pulling up hard, the filthy crystal pane made a dull slide up.
"Hey you! Get out of there" Shouts a voice making Stiles to quiver and hit his crown with the wood bottom of the window letting out a gaps.
Stiles turns to face the male voice through the vines and brushes in the yard.
"Stiles!" Says the voice and Stiles have to squint to focus in the next door´s figure, then he grins, Dr. Deaton it´s there, getting out of his house carrying stacks of papers and his briefcase, haven´t changed at all. Dr. Deaton was one of his father´s best friends which is funny though he used to be after his mom at high school then his mom dated his dad and they all became friends, his father and Mr. Deaton went together to college in Portland and became doctors, Stiles gin turns into a wide smile. Dr. Deaton was a dark skinned chubby man, with knowledge's in all kind of subjects, was fun and sarcastic sometimes, Stiles approaches.
"Mr. D!" Stiles says
"I´m glad to see you Stiles" Replies with a smirk in his fat lips.
"How´s Marin?" Stiles asks recalling Dr. Deaton´s daughter who was a couple of years older than him.
"She´s fine, graduated a couple of months ago, she´s back in town with her usual condescending" Snorts. "Shouldn´t you be at school by now?" Asks frowning.
"Yeah, I just needed a minute here, please don´t tell my dad!" Stiles pleads.
"Don´t worry I won´t tell, but get back to school" Dr. L says in a chuckle while they eyes meet and Stiles sees a glimpse of sorrow in his, puts a heavy hand on his shoulder, "I´m glad you´re back" and with this words he gets into his car and drives away.
Stiles tilt back his head at the larger gap beneath the window and marches toward it, the hole is big enough for his shoulders to pass sloping so he shoves is head inside, the smell of dust makes him sneeze when he breaths in again the dust crept his mouth right to his throat chocking him, Stiles struggles coughs and falls inside, he stands still coughing a looks around, the house is exactly the way it was the last time instead of the thick layer of dust over everything and the spider-web´s hanging in every corner yet it felt like home, he closes his eyes and let his body guide him, pass by the tea table, enters the hallway, at his left are the stairs at his right the front door, in front the dinner and behind it the kitchen, and for a second he was running around the place now clean with Scott both holding rubber bats and pretending being knights.
Stiles climbs the stairs, eyes still shut, he knows them very well so he doesn´t need to open them, in the third step a six-aged version of himself is tearing off his knees crusts. He gets to the top and walks straight to his room, it must be there, it has to. He opens the door, it's a little dark but not too much, his bed is undone as always, cd covers scattered on the floor next to the empty dresser is his bookshelf, looks around the Out of here´s saga, swift his fingers across Zero Year until he finds it. Stiles takes his childhood´s book and look at the cover, it´s a dark forest, but it´s center is a lightning bolt that is illuminating tiny creatures with big bright eyes, some insect-alike, horses, kids, his mom was a good painter and writer she loved to write stories for him. He opened the book and found a silver chain with his name, he takes it and attaches it to his neck, then looks back at the book searching for the story, the one his mother read for him when he was too scared to sleep, but he can read it´s too dusky inside the house glances toward the window it´s all dirty yet he can see a tiny piece of the woods across it.
When he climbs down his eyes still on the book find the story and its name was the light in the darkest night.
"One night that seemed darker than any other before" he reads to himself his feet moving autonomously.
"The most nosey boy in the world came out of bed and walked straight to the door" Laughs, child voices around, Stiles chuckles, steps behind him, turns but there´s is no one around the street, the street? When he got to the street?
"He never liked the darkness much so he wanted sleep with mom and dad, but something then went too bad" Something sizzles beneath his feet, Stiles detaches his eyes from his book and sees to the ground, he´s surrounded by pine´s needles and crouched dry oak´s leafs, he´s into the woods but doesn´t remember walking so fast, maybe he was just a slow reader, turns his head back and can´t see the road, he´s deep inside the woods all he can see is aphyllous trees around. He would look for his way back if he wasn´t feeling so comfortable in there therefore instead of getting out he lays his back against the uneven surface of the nearest oak´s thick roots.
"He was lost and terrified wandering alone in the woods, in the middle of the night" A hand clasp his shoulder and Stiles startles dropping his book, his heart pounding hard against his ribs in seconds, tilts back his head and his eyes meets Allison´s an there is that stich again in his chest.
"Allison!" He gasps calming down and swaying his eyes, she is looking at him again in that stunned way.
"How did you find me?" He asks surprised.
"I followed you" She says with concern. "I was worried about you"
"Don´t be I´m fine" He replies lamely.
"No, you´re not, there is a lump in your throat, you feel like you´re choking every day of your life but you don´t die, you blame yourself unconsciously, have endless nights in your best days and nightmares haunts you even awake" She mutters, her eyes are distant.
"How do you know?" He asks.
"My mom died too" She explains a little sad.
"Uh… I´m sorry" Stiles says blushing.
"It´s ok, I´m fine now, even though you don´t believe it yet because it hurts, and it hurts so much that you feel that you´re tearing apart, it gets better, bit a bit, day after day it will hurt less, well not hurt less you just get used to the idea until you can remember her with a smile because and all what you can recall is the great times you lived together" She smiles at him, and Stiles smiles back.
"Thanks" Says even though he´s not completely sure of her words.
"What´s that?" She asks pointing at the book covered by leafs on the ground.
"Um…" Stiles hesitates as he takes it and scoffs, "It´s just a book my mom wrote for me when she was pregnant it supposed to have all the things that she wanted me to learn from life"
"Like a journal?" She frowns.
"No, it´s actually a fairytale book" He chuckles blushing she probably thinks he´s crazy or something for reading that at his sixteen.
"Wow! That´s so sweet! Go ahead read, I wanna hear a story" She smirks sitting next to him, "She painted it too?" Asks stunned.
"Yeah, she loved to paint and write actually" He says proudly slightly touching the header of the darkness night´s story, where it was a full colored boy hanging a lantern as he walked inside the woods painted over the wilted yellowed leafs of the book.
"Go ahead" She urges him expectant, Stiles hesitates and clear his throat.
One night that seemed darker than any other before
The most nosey boy in the world came out of bed and walked straight to the door
He never liked the darkness much so he wanted sleep with mom and dad.
But something then went suddenly, too bad
He was lost and terrified.
Wandering alone in the woods, in the middle of the night
Stumbled with roots, rocks and trees
And felt that from that place he would never leave
Missed his mom, his dad and friends
And wondered if he would ever see them again.
And wherever around he placed a stare
Tiny little eyes glanced back at him
There were green and yellow, brown and blue
And more a and more showed around every time he looked anew
He began to gasp, to sob and cry
And so the others did alike
Then he stopped to sob and looked at them
And got they were more scared than him
He tried to reach a group of three
But they started to run, to jog and flee.
When he thought that there were no more around
Found a pair of blues eyes mourning alone lying in the ground
He offered a hand but the eyes hesitated
And before he realizes they were both hugging
A light gleamed coming from nowhere,
And then he saw it was a boy from his age
One by one the other eyes came stunned
Attracted by the light that came from nowhere
Then he noticed that his body shone
And understood that he had to fear no more
The other kids came around and hugged him
And he glowed so hard that almost blinded them
They laughed, singed and played with him
Until the way back home appeared at end.
They hugged again and said goodbyes
He never would be alone again in the night
He came back into his bed with a big smile
Because he knew he was the light that shone in the middle of the night
Never be afraid of what you discover in the dark
Because it might be the brightest thing
You would ever find in your life.
"Wow it was beautiful and powerful" Allison hisses as her dimples marks in her cheeks.
"You think so?" Stiles says frowning.
"Yeah, it teaches the kids to not be afraid of sleeping in the night but also that even the most dark person has light inside" She murmurs.
"I never seemed that way, I always thought it was about empathy, he felt sorry because they were afraid and forgot about his fear because he was worried about them" Stiles says arching a brow confused.
"Yeah it also is, it has some many things hidden in a simple story, I wish I could write like your mom" She adds with longing.
"She had bad times writing sometimes actually, said that she always needed to find a spark" He chuckles.
"Yeah?" Allison seems confused.
"Uh… um… What was that thing she used to say?" Stiles grimaces as he tries to recall, "Oh yeah! She said that she had a lot of ideas but never wrote them until she find the spark in them, that thing that gives meaning to everything in the story, like a missing piece in a puzzle, and when this spark appeared in the story then everything she imagined happened"
"That´s pretty ama…" Allison Starts.
"You can´t be here" Says a deep voice next to them, Stiles and Allison stands quickly and look at Stiles´ left where is standing a guy of 22 maybe 24 years, he´s tall and barrel-chested with broad shoulders, short black hair connected to his jaw by a slight stubble, his eyes are ice-blue and even colder than the air, wears a pair of jeans and a black leather jacket, moves a feet and instead of walking, gracefully sweeps toward them.
"This is a free country" Stiles says causally yet he´s intimidated, feels Allison hand pressing hard to his shoulder.
"Not this area" The guy grunts and swifts his eyes from Stiles to Allison and for a second Stiles see him get paler.
"Stiles we better go" Allison hisses at his ear almost inaudibly.
"Why don´t you listen to your friend?" He advise Stiles.
"You can´t own the woods" Stiles points out, they were having a good time he can´t just show up and get them out, he´s a little afraid yet he can´t let that guy to tell them where and were not to go.
"That cabin over there is mine" The guy points at his back, Stiles and Allison glance behind him a few rows of trees they spot a big Cottage next to the lake. "And its surroundings too"
"What? You can´t own the lake" Stiles accuses his face reddening.
"Not the whole lake" He says sharply with a glare, "Are you nuts or something?"
"Stiles let´s go" Allison says grabbing him by the arm at the time he feels the stich again in his chest, they walk back into the town and a few minutes after left their reading place find a sign that reads private propriety.
"Is this your house?" Allison asks in a gasp while they stop next to his jeep, her forehead soaked with sweat some strands of her hair attached to her skin.
"Was" Stiles mutters his eyes in the two story house. "We´re living at my grandparent´s place for now, and they took our place in Colorado"
…
When they get back into school physics has already started, the professor is unknown to Stiles, a really short and fat man with a weird haircut and a crazy-like eyes, Allison and he take seat with Lydia and Jackson, the girl winks at him when they sit as if she knows some kind of secret, Stiles smirks beside the weird experience in the woods his first day back hasn´t been that bad at all, and thanks that Lydia and Jackson are not mentioning his mother, Allison is right his going to be fine someday but for now would be better to not think about it or hear people saying that they´re sorry for his mother´s dead even though they ever met her.
After class Stiles spots Scott speaking with a par of boys and a girl, who is leggy blonde senior or maybe older for being in high school her left hand on the black boy´s jacket´s forearm that seemed too thigh, he was huge, the other boy is well-built too but not as much as the first one, his sleek hair is clear brown with golden strands, his charcoal skin turns pinky and swollen in his lips and the bags beneath his bluish eyes which suddenly drifts on Stiles, even though is still far enough to be unnoticed, then the girl and the other guy turn their necks toward him, all of them look straight at him except Scott who´s listening what they have to say, Stiles swallows and walks toward his friend by the time he reaches them Scott´s new companions leave eyes still on them.
"Hey" Says Scott smirking when he finds him then his eyes drifts away from Stiles, he follows them and find his friend smiling to a distracted Allison that laughs with Lydia´s jokes about Jackson´s mixes.
"Who were those creepy guys?" Stiles asks getting Scott back into real life.
"Uh….Just random guys that wanted me to attend to a party tonight, I think they did it because Isaac is in the team and he wants me to put him as receiver in Friday's game" Scott explains frowning.
"And you can?" Stiles asks stunned.
"No! the coach do that´s stuff but I think he might give him that position I mean, Isaac is really fast I haven´t seen anyone run faster than him, I´m not going anyway" Scott says as they walk outside. "Wanna wait for me after practice? We could get a burger"
"You just want me drive you home" Stiles points out laughing.
"Stiles please! The bus is already gone after practice if I have to walk a Mile after practice I´ll probably die" Scott begs.
"Fine, but you´ll have to pay the burgers" Stiles says chuckling, he´s happy to wait for Scott after practice he has not much to do at home anyway and his dad working in the hospital… He would be alone the whole afternoon and night, yeah why not wait for his friend and hang out a little?
The Lacrosse field is behind school in the wood´s limits, Stiles sits in the grandstand´s middle awaiting the practice to start, after five minutes awaiting Allison and Lydia appears next to him.
"What are you doing here all alone?" Ask the cheerleader.
"Um… Waiting for Scott, he´s in the team and asked me to stay a little longer, needs a drive home" Stiles explains politely meeting his eyes with Allison unconsciously and there is the stitch again, no it is bigger now and more abstract more wild like a, like a spark bursting in his chest, puts his eyes back on the field and the moment the team starting showing up in the playground, Scott walks toward the center of the field followed by the rest of the team among who´s is Isaac the bluish eyes boy from before, Jackson stop following the team into the field and jogs toward the grandstand.
"You won´t believe it" Says Jackson excited reaching them.
"What? You discovered that you can actually see without those hipster glasses?" Lydia asks giggling.
"Funny" Jackson snaps with a glare, "Is not that, see, do you guys now Isaac right?" Says with mysterious voice.
"Yeah who doesn´t knows Isaac" Lydia replies casually.
"I don´t" Says Allison scowling.
"He´s the coolest guy in the school, you know who, the most hot, and mysterious in here, all the boys want to be him and all girls wants to sleep with him" Lydia explains biting her lower lip.
"So you wanna sleep with him Lydia?" Jackson hisses sternly.
"Don´t be jealous, is not just me" She points out skimming his cheek with her long red polished nails.
"Anyway he´s throwing up a rave tonight in the woods, and wants me to be the Dj, can´t you believe that?" Says excitedly.
"A rave? What the hell is a rave?" Allison says confused.
"Is one of those underground parties where is so many drugs that someone ends up dead eventually" Lydia says with despite.
"Don´t overreact he told me that I could take you" Jackson says smirking to her, Lydia lets out a shriek of excitement and kisses Jackson quickly before he stars speaking again. "Actually he gave me four bracelets, you guys wanna come?"
"I think I´ll pass this one, gotta make the dinner" Stiles says stiffly.
"Pass this one?" Lydia scoffs. "You gotta be kidding we probably won´t be invite ever again"
"I um… have to check up with my dad first" Allison says grimacing.
"Oh come on, what´s this? Kindergarten?"
"Well it seems that is just you and me" Jackson says disappointed.
"Hey Whittemore, move your ass down here" Shouts a voice from the field, and he departs.
…
When Allison gets home she finds her dad in the kitchen, all cupboard´s beige doors spread and he´s kneeling is head below the sink, she hears him gasp, and puff.
"Dad?" She asks confused.
"Yeah honey?" He says as his voice echoes all around the kitchen.
"What are you doing?"
"I um… was cooking and then heard a noise and found a broken pipe" explains in a moan.
"Oh! Umm need help?" She says.
"No! Don´t worry I´m almost done, just let me end up here, take a shower and we´ll have dinner"
"Um... Actually dad I was thinking that maybe I could go to a party tonight" Suddenly there is silence, she can´t even hear the buzz of the fridge next to her, why she was so afraid her father was the coolest man in the world.
"You have school tomorrow" He points out casually.
"Yeah, but I won´t stay long I um…"
"I brought two new movies we haven´t seem" He arguments and Allison feels guilt.
"Dad we can´t be this way any longer, we need to do things to have friends it can´t be you and me forever" She lets out, and after finishing her sentence she´s already regretting her words, she is all what her father has left besides uncle Jaime but she doesn´t see him since she was five or six can´t even remember his face anymore.
"You´re right" Her father says getting his head out of the pantry, his eyes deeply hurt. "You need friends"
"But tomorrow is school day Allison and we won´t discuss this again" He grunts, "I´ll take a shower and then We´ll have dinner" Her father was so unfair, if he could only understand that she wouldn´t be invited again to one of those parties, she shoved her hands in her jacket´s pocket and look at her bracelet.
…
Stiles stops the car and finds that Scott is staring at a pair of violet bracelets with a frown, he hasn´t noticed that they already arrived home.
"That´s the party pass?" Asks with a shrug, the awkward Stiles has social anxiety but now it seemed something so distant from another life.
"Yeah, Isaac gave them to me after practice, I told him we wouldn´t go though" Says Scott noticing that they are already in home.
"One of those is mine?" Stiles says surprised. "Have send some of those with Jackson for Allison, Lydia and me"
"Wait Allison is going over?" Scott gasp, Stiles sees a lump in his throat.
"Yeah, She said something about asking her dad" Stiles says casually, yet he notices it Scott is unease and have his doubt face, he´s considering going to the party after all.
"We could…" Start.
"I have to stay, if I don´t cook my dad will probably get a hamburger covered with chocolate and then fry it" He smirks.
"Yeah I gotta stay too, my mom would freak out if she discovers that I left and went into a rave in a school night" Scott says disappointed, they get out of the car and walk to their respective homes.
"Hey" Scott shouts at Stiles back while he´s getting into his house, when he turns sees a gleaming purple disc flying to him he catches the bracelet and looks back at Scott confused.
"Why you´re giving it to me?" Stiles says
"As a reminder that we were invited to the coolest party in the year" Scott grins, Stiles knows what he means, they were a pair of losers their whole life, just they two getting into trouble, always alone ignored by everybody else but still they got those bracelets to get into the rave.
…
"Come on is already starting" Allison´s dad says from the hallway, she finishes washing up her teeth and comes out of the bathroom, climbs down the stairs and sees her father´s back already making place for her in the sofa, she needs to get out, they can´t condemned themselves to depend on each other for ever, she sits when his phone rings.
"Hello?" He father says picking up the call. Allison keep her eyes on the screen, why her father picked up a musical for that night?
"What? Now?" He says a little angry. Allison drifts her eyes off the screen and slightly move her neck toward him.
"No, it´s fine" Finish cutting the call.
"What happened?" Allison asks
"There´s is a meeting in the building, apparently some workers stayed afterhours and there has been an accident"
"Oh my god! Are they all right?" She asks shocked.
"I don´t know gotta go and checkup" He says standing and walking to the hallway.
…
The carrots and the potatoes are already cooked, Stiles gets out the chicken from the oven and serves his father´s dinner in the plate, he is exhausted but at least he knows his dad is being well fed, is being hard learning to cook for them, but after his mom got into remission he started learning, he needed to be useful somehow couldn´t let his dad work it out all by himself, though he´s doing his best he knows that isn't enough, sometimes he forgets the salt others the spices, one night cooked everything but the chicken, but he keeps trying to make his food as tasty as his mother´s was, so his dad can stop pretending he loves it and forgets about getting fries and donuts at work he would be healthier and everything would be fine. When he´s cleaning up the pots sees movements in the peripherals of his eyes, looks up through the windows and catches Scott closing his house door walking in the sidewalk in long strode away from his house, he thought Scott would stay home he has to run several miles next day morning after all, yet he´s going away, Stiles cellphone´s rings.
"Hello?" Says without seeing the remittent.
"Hi loser" Allison´s voice says, and the spark burst again in his chest.
"You´re in the rave?" He asks.
"My dad got a work emergency, Jackson and Lydia are already there so I was thinking that maybe you could give me a ride" She suggest.
"Um… I don't know Allison, it´s not like I´m too sociable" He excuses.
"Come on it will be just an hour at most, I just wanna get out of here I´m dying with boredom really need a real teenager´s experience it´s been like two towns since the last time I went into a party and just because my dad had another emergency"
Stiles shoves his hands in his pockets and take a look at his bracelet, it gets better, bit a bit, day after day it will hurt less Allison´s voice says in his head, Stiles could walk into the rave for a while distract a little, there isn´t anything bad about trying to heal his wounds actually it is the best for him even though he doesn't want to.
…
"Hell!" Stiles gasps shrugging. "Your house is so big"
"I see it pretty normal actually" Allison says with a smirk getting into the car.
"Let´s go, but just an hour ok?" Stiles says arching a brown.
"Yeah, don´t worry" She assures as Stiles puts on the engine, they drive away Allison´s neighborhood in the middle of the town, pass by many buildings and some stores, when they pass next to the abandoned neighborhood Stiles shoves his head from the window and stare at the ivy-full granting behind it the rows of Victorian-like houses all untouched by humans or years, it is a neighborhood that´s been abandoned like forever Stiles hasn't ever seem someone living in there and according to his parents it was that same way when they were kids, it's almost like a tourist attraction in the town, who can own that place and never use it? Before they notice are outside school, he parks next to the other cars in front of the Lacrosse field and get down.
"Are you sure it's here?" He says confused.
"Yeah, that said Lydia´s text" Allison replies beckoning him to hurry, they walk half field feeling the intense lights at their backs and ahead like eyes, Stiles thinks that the police will show anytime an grab them like if it is a trap.
"Allison…" He starts.
"Don´t be such a girl, we´re gonna have fun I promise" She says excited, When they´re in the middle of the training field they spot a little light in the woods, just as Lydia´s text said, they start walking toward it, they reach the limit with the woods and Stiles reminds that afternoon when got into the forests mechanically almost unconsciously because of the Prozac, they cross the pine lines that cut the field and breath out.
"Stop" Say a pair of voices, two students are standing before them in the darkness carrying a flashlight that barely blind them when they step in, Stiles´ heart lurches and Allison lets out a gasp, the light points at their wrists.
"Go ahead follow the light" One of the boy´s says. Stiles and Allison recover their air and continue their way following the tiny light in the distant, leafs and sticks creak under their feet, the low moonlight make the branches of the naked oaks form spooky figures in the sky above them, with every step and every Stiles´ fall into the ground they are closer to the light that is shining more intensely, swaying, dancing in the wind until they understand that it´s a torch pinned in the ground, what Stiles thanks, it´s making so cold in there that he´s thinking about staying next to the torch until it's time to go home.
"Guys, guys here" Lydia´s voice says near them, but they can´t see her, Stiles blinks and looks around now they see some clothes but not faces, it is so dark in there, why there are no more torches or lamps? "I can´t believe you made it, it´s about to begin" Says thrilled.
A big thunder sounds and the yelling beings, loud music muffs the voices and multicolor lights start being displayed in the middle of the darkness, discovering spots of body parts and faces, there is a lot of people around them, Lydia yells and grabs them by the arms.
"Come on we gotta be closer" Says shoving them into the crowd, bodies clashing with them, laughs, shrills, some other disgusting sounds climb to their ears, finally lines of torches are being lit around the place and then Stiles sees Jackson in at the bottom next to two big speakers behind a metal table that seems like a power station.
"Stiles you came" Says Scott voice next them at the time a tall boy shows up and takes Lydia to dance with him.
"Yeah you said you wouldn´t come" Stiles points out a little upset.
"I´m sorry, I just thought you weren´t in the mood for parties" Explains his friend, "Oh hi I´m Scott" Says offering a shy smile to Allison.
"I´m Allison" Replies the girl, her dimples marking hard in her blushed cheeks.
"Yeah I know, I´ve seen you for a while" Says the boy, "Um… I mean, I´ve seen you, but not seen like a stalker or something I just" He laughs embarrassed, Stiles sighs his best friend can be a jock now but haven´t changed much, he´s still have issues flirting with girls.
"I´ll have a hike" Stiles announces though he´s pretty sure they´re not paying attention to him.
…
"Where´s Boyd" Derek asks as he sees Erica approaching him.
"He´s checking up that there´s none around" The girl replies resting her head in his shoulder.
"He´s here" Isaac points out appearing next to them and them pointing to the boy speaking to the black haired girl, that girl, Derek´s stomach gives a jump.
"Why you have to tell the whole school?" Derek grunts.
"I need more friends" Isaac chuckles. "And it would be too suspicious if he came alone"
"This is not a game" Derek warms. "It´s time" Announces. "Be careful" orders, Pete gasps and approaches the boy and that girl.
"Are you sure about this?" Erica asks. "We could do it in the easy way"
"I´m the only one giving orders in here" Derek grumbles as he puts a smirk in his face while Isaac, the boy and the girl walk toward them.
"Hi" Says Derek politely noticing her suspicious eyes on him. "I´m sorry about what happened in the morning" Says looking at her.
"I just thought you were robbers or something" Adds with a shy smile, feels Erica´s arm circling around his harder.
"No um… I am the one who have to apologize, Stiles and I trespassed it´s our fault" She says embarrassed, Derek swallows. The others stares at them confused.
"Scott this is the guy I wanted you to meet, he´s Derek Hale" Isaac introduces him as Derek told him. "This guy is so awesome they never lost a game in the three years he was the Captain in his school"
"Wow you were Captain since freshman?" Scott says stunned.
"It wasn´t a big thing, you had to see my team, they were too gawky" Derek scoffs. "Anyway, Isaac has been telling me how awesome you are, and that you guys have a game this Friday and he asked me if I could give you guys some advices, if you want of course" He breaths out.
"Yeah that would be awesome" Scott says gratefully.
"Can´t you guys talk about your balls in the cabin? I´m getting a little sick of this party" Erica complains and Derek smile pleased inside.
"I don´t know his girlfriend seems like having a good time, I don´t want to ruin their night" Derek says looking at her.
"Oh… no…. we´re not" She tries to say exchanging glances with Scott.
"It´s ok, I can take care of her while you guys talk" Isaac offers, "What you say?" Says looking at Scott, but the boy seems unconvinced, Derek told Isaac it was a stupid idea, he knew it.
"Well we can talk a few minutes" Scott says gingerly.
"Well if you don´t want there is no problem, Isaac invited all us to the party you don´t have to miss it just because of me" Says Derek.
"No, I´m sorry, I would like definitely…"
…
Dr. Deaton had a long day at work, he just wants to get into bed, he´s not even in the mood to prepare dinner, he opens the front door, gets into the house turns on the light and ignores Marin sitting in the couch looking straight at him.
"With that lurking thing I wonder why you don´t have friends, people must find it hilarious" He says undoing his tie and taking out his gown.
"Hey dad!" Says the girl sharp and polite a weird mix as his daughter.
"No seriously, you need friends, why didn´t you go to that secret party in the woods?" He asks.
"He´s back in town" She says more sternly this time.
"I know" He replies. "More reason to attend that party"
"Why?" She asks frowning, "It is tonight?"
"Look at it this way" He explains, "When you´re doing a jigsaw puzzle you can see the pieces apart but you don´t understand how they fit in the big picture not even when there´s just one left, but when you finally find that missing one and nail it is that you can see all the pieces playing their parts"
"So it means…" She says.
"It starts tonight" He finishes.
…
Stiles lost track of Allison and Scott after a while, it was a good thing right? It meant that they were knowing each other, yet he was so bored despite the fact that Lydia is completely wrong about Jackson´s taste in music he doesn´t feel comfortable there, maybe he should just leave but he can´t let Allison in there, Scott hasn´t a car to drive her back home and her place is really far from there, if he could spot her, Stiles starts walking into the crowd until he finds Scott and Allison he approaches them to discover they were accompanied by Isaac, the blonde girl from lockers and the creepy guy of that morning, they knew each other's?
"Allison" He says beckoning her, she breaks from them and reach Stiles.
"What are you doing with those guys?" He says scared, there is something about them that makes him shiver, and there is Scott walking with them out of the party.
"Where the hell is going Scott" Asks
"Don´t worry, Derek is a cool guy he just apologized with me, he thought we were robbers can you believe that?" She explains.
"And you believed him?" Stiles says shocked.
"Yeah, is not like he threatened us with a gun or something he just said that we were trespassing that´s all" She scoffs. "Scott is pretty nice by the way, I think he likes me" Hisses her eyes shining with the torches around.
"I don´t know, I don´t like him or Isaac or any of them, maybe I should go for Scott and…" He starts.
"COPS" Someone yells suddenly, Jackson stops the music and people start screaming and running, Stiles falls to the ground, severe feet stomps over him, Allison helps him stand, the torches are being turned off, branches are being broken, screams are heard far, the leaves in the floor crackles and then everything went silent.
"I think we´re alone" Allison mutters next to him.
"We´re is the way back?" Stiles asks confused.
"Are you crazy? The cops probably have come following the torch we must take another path" Allison says taking him by the arm to not spread in the thick darkness, spark again in his chest, his breath gets out of control he´s scared, he doesn´t want to get in trouble, he knew he didn´t have to come, he gets air in his lungs and lets it out but the feeling in his chest doesn´t fades, they are walking nonsense in the darkness they don´t know where they´re going yet Stiles doesn´t care too much about it he´s much interested in that sensation, that thing, that spark he knows it has something to do with Allison, but how? It sounded stupid even his mind he doesn´t even want to think about saying it aloud but he has this thing this urgency to say it, he can´t take it anymore.
"Allison… um." Starts, but thinks twice, he can´t do it, it is stupid, yet it increases it is almost chocking him.
"What?" She asks.
"I um… I don´t know how to…" He tries to say.
"Stiles this is going to sound stupid" She almost babbles, "But since the first time we saw each other I don´t know every time our eyes meet or we touch each other there´s is this thing in my hand, like a prickle" She pauses, Stiles heart rushes, his eyes opens wide he can almost feel her heartbeat in her arm they´re both tense they he knows it doesn´t have anything to do with being alone in the woods in complete darkness.
"Not a prickle, it's more like something alive, burning like…"
"Like a spark" He finished stunned. A scream cuts the night and they both jump on their places.
"What the hell was that?" Says Stiles his voice is trembling.
"I don´t know" She whispers terrified.
"Shit, Scott, where is Scott? We need to find him and get out of here" Stiles cries his chest bumping up and down out of control. "Lydia and Jackson, I almost forgot call them Allison we need to get of here" Stiles pokes out his phone to call Scott and Allison does too the light in the device helps his heart to steady, then he see it, two little red lights floating in the dense darkness.
"Allison do you see that?" He says pointing ahead, he won´t touch the Prozac ever again.
"Yeah" She hisses, good I´m not crazy but them... he thinks as the bulbs get bigger and bigger.
"Stiles it is just me or it´s approaching us?" Allison cries in low voice, the pair of lights were nearer with every second and higher and higher than what they measured, what was that? It has to be on two legs to be that tall, there were bears in there? Impossible, but if it wasn´t a bear then what?
"Run!" He mutters squeezing her forearm, they start fleeing away from that thing, and then the scariest snarl in the world cuts the air, Goosebumps cover Stiles´ skin, low branches hit them, make them gasp and scream, cut their faces and stick in their clothes, take Stiles by the hem of his shirt and then they stumble and fall on the uneven ground rolling down the steep terrain, a rock hits Stiles in the ribs and his lungs get out of air, he tries to stand when they stop falling the world sways he can´t come up to his feet.
"Come Stiles" Allison mutters helping him to walk, bit a bit he starts recovering the air, the sounds stopped, the thing isn´t following them anymore, then they see it, light behind the pines.
"We´re in the school again" Allison says relieved.
"Oh god" Stiles gasp as the light starts bathing them, blinding them but they don´t care they´re happy they drop in the grass when they are out of the wood and Stiles breaths in and out recovering his missing air, filling his lungs or so says to himself, but when turns his head toward Allison finds that they´re both sobbing in the ground.
…
Dr. Stilinski was exhausted, gosh he really wanted to get home, and eat whatever Stiles have cooked for him, he has to stop acting like a child and listen to his son, he´s right he has delicate condition and must take care of his health, not just because of him but also for his son, his little quirky son, god help me he thinks, Stiles has been doing his best for so long, he´s been doing the cleaning, the cooking, his studies and he´s smiling yet Mr. Stilinski knows that it´s a lie he knows he just pretends to be fine to not concern him his son is so strong and so vulnerable at the same time he´s tearing apart and Mr. Stilinski is scared he´s not doing enough to makes the things easier for him to heal, he´s a doctor for Christ sake, why he can´t heal his son´s wound´s why he can´t heal his owns? Cleans his forehead and takes his suitcase, walks down the hallway when a pair of nurses pass him running out tugging a gurney while another push him aside carrying a trunked radio.
"In the woods back Beacon Hills high" Says a voice from the radio. "There´s blood everywhere and what´s that?"
"There´s a body"
…
That smell, disgusting stench, Scott wants to throw up, his head spins, he´s dozed, he tosses in the bed and falls from it flicker his eyes open and then lets out a loud cry of horror, it´s over him, it is over him, Scott´s heart pounds hard his hands tremble out of control, he tries to breath, to breath, but he can´t remember how to do it, he´s chocking he can feel it, he´s choking, a lump in his throat his crying and gagging and that coppery smell, his breathless lungs, ball into his throat, the blood, the blood dripping from his bed, from his body and his face.