[3-18-11 10:47 p.m.]
Hey there, it's Allison. I can't take your call right now but leave me a message after the – beep
"Allison, we won." The smile is evident in his voice but there's a note of sadness too. "We saved Stiles but," his breath hitches, "Aiden – Aiden's gone." His grip on the phone tightens and he forces down tears that are threatening to fall. Saying the words out loud made it seem more real than his body had.
"This is all my fault." The sobs bubble out from Scott's chest without permission. "I couldn't save him – or you. The only reason why he was at the school was because of me." The tears were leaving streaks on his face now – it was the first time he had said what he thought out loud.
"I miss you. I miss you so much." He squeezes his eyes shut, painting the image of her in his mind – preserving her memory. "I miss your laugh and your smile and the way you'd do anything for anyone – even if it meant you might get hurt."
His chest aches as though someone was twisting a knife in it but he ignores the heartache and carries on, "Chris scheduled your funeral for next Thursday. He wants to do it before he leaves with Isaac for France."
Scott swallows and his eyes flick to the ceiling as though he could see Isaac in the empty guest room, "I'm going to miss him. He's like a brother to me – I don't know how I can cope without him."
"I get it though," he adds hurriedly. "You were the first person he ever loved…" he trails off, lost in his thoughts, "I just wish he knew we'd be there for him."
Silence fills the space between his breathing and the phone. "I hope you're happy, Allison, wherever you are. I love you."
With trembling hands he sets the phone face down on the dining table, resting his head in his arms. Absentmindedly, he traces his tattoo with his fingers. A circle represents wholeness and he would do anything to be able to have Allison back to fill the void in his heart.
He's so absorbed in his thoughts that he doesn't realise his mom wrap her arms around him until he's leaning into her warmth and the tears start to trail down his face again.
Apologies that the chapters are all gonna be a bit short. But since it's going to be a huge series I didn't want to make it into a one-shot so I've split it up a bit. You're more than welcome to send prompts for any particular voicemail you want to hear but I will most likely post it chronologically.
Thank you to Of Alphas and Airbenders for favouriting (?) this story :)
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