Well here is chapter 2. I would greatly appricate some reviews. Thank you for reading.
Chapter Two
Malia was having a difficult time controlling herself. Everything in her body was telling her to lunge out at Stiles and rip his heart out. He was her first love. How could he break her heart? Stiles rose from his chair, "Malia, I didn't mean for it to be like that. I haven't seen you in awhile." He said as he raked a hand through his messy hair .
Lydia was surprised at Malia's sudden outburst. She wasn't aware that the two had separated and was curious why Stiles hadn't told her. Stiles and her were just hanging out last night and he had never mentioned anything about it. He didn't even seem sad. She didn't know what to do or what to say.
Malia stuck her finger out and pointed at Stiles, "You haven't seen me in awhile so you broke up with me over a text message?" She could the muscles in her face changing, she took a deep breath and tried to stop it. "You lied to me again, Stiles." She could feel her heart pounding in her ears. She put both of her hands on the side of her head and let out a painful breath. She was so mad and upset that her body was trying to go through transformation.
Stiles rushed to her side and reached his hand out to touch her. Malia grabbed his hand and shoved it away, "You don't get to touch me anymore. " She didn't need him. She had spent the majority of her life alone and she could take care of herself. The more Malia thought about it the better she felt. She felt her breathing even out and her heart return to its normal rhythm.
Stiles backed away from Malia his face a mixture of sad and concerned. He would always care about Malia. He was just not in love with her. Malia had been there for him during one of the hardest times in his life. He honestly didn't know if he would still be alive if it wasn't for her. He was very sad about having to hurt her like this. He thought that if he did it over the phone he wouldn't have to see the devastating look on her face, or the pain in her eyes. He felt ashamed for doing that to her. He should have done it in person. He could have avoided this whole mess and the fact that Lydia has a front row seat and is seeing this only made it worse.
Malia took a few steps toward Lydia. She felt much better now and had a few things she needed to get off her chest. "And you, Miss Lydia Miss fucking princess Lydia." Her voice was full of sarcasm. "This is all of your fault, everyone in this town thinks your a whore."
Stiles took a step between the two girls. "Don't hurt her, Lydia hasn't done anything wrong, you're mad at me Malia. Not her. I'm the one you should be yelling at. "
"Stiles, promise me you wont spend any of your time looking for my mother. Don't you dare do anything else for me, don't come near me. I'm leaving, you guys have fun." Malia turned away from them and walked out the door. The door slammed and Stiles sat back down in his chair.
