A/N: This is Sterek story. I just put Stiles as the main character because well he is. This is my first Teen Wolf story so please review. I will warn right now that there'll probably be long periods of time in between updates because, quite frankly, I'm slow and take a while before I am happy with the final product, and not even then. So please be patient. I'd like to blame Teresa (hisshissmotherfuckerr on tumblr) for getting me into the show and Sterek. This is all her fault. I'd just like to thank my beta (aplaceofmyimagining on tumblr) for well editing this. I know this chapter is a bit short but it's supposed to lay the ground work for the rest of the story. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except the OC for she is my own creation.
Prologue
Stiles had a secret, a secret he never told anyone-not even Scott. That secret was the girl. The girl only he had been able to see since his mother had passed away. He was in his room crying when he heard a small, "Are you okay?" He looked up to see a girl with long brown hair and wide hazel eyes in front of him. She was as big as him, and if Stiles hadn't been so preoccupied with his sadness and guilt, he would have thought that she was very pretty. She had comforted him, and when his dad came into his room, she had disappeared. Stiles never told anyone about the girl because he knew they would take her away from him. Make him take more meds and get rid of the one thing has life that made everything better. He told her everything and she always listened to him. She never made him feel less than what he was. She made him feel better. So he kept her a secret so that she would never to go away. He had no idea what he'd do without her. So as time went on, she stayed with him, listening and offering advice. If she was real, Stiles would say that she was his friend.