A/N: I won't be updating for awhile—I'm sorry! I'm getting surgery done—nothing big or bad. It'll just take a week or two before they take me off my pain pills... And you don't want me writing when I'm loopy. I'll be chanting on an on, about flying soup cans like the last time…Long story. But, for that…I'll try my best to make this a happy chapter! :D
"Mm…Good morning…" Stiles breathed into Malia's neck, just as she was attempting to break free from his grasp.
"Oh…Morning…"
'Damnit, Damnit!' the Coyote yelled to herself. She promised herself she'd be gone before the sun rose—but she drifted off. She felt so stupid—she was falling back into him. She hated not having any control of her emotions, no matter how they made her felt. Whether it was a daze of ecstasy, or being hit smack-dead with a sludge hammer
"How are you feeling?" Stiles pursed, pulling himself upwards.
"Fine." She muttered, looking for something to focus on. Anything really—Malia just had to shift her attention. It's the only way she'd every get out of there with her pride intact.
"That's good…" He replied, scratching the back of his head.
"I'v-I've got School…I should probably head out, so I'm not late…"
"You don't have too…" He started "You still have some of your clothes in the Closet…"
Malia huffed, and sucked it up and figured, she just had to be frank with him.
"Stiles…I can't, alright? This," she started, gesturing between the two "isn't something can be fixed so easily."
Just as quickly, his posture changed as he shot up from the mattress.
"What can I do, Malia?" he started, not giving her a chance to speak "I hate this. Not being in your life—not being in your pack. I hate not being with you!"
"Stiles, just please…Don't—I can't handle this, I can't handle anyt-"
"No…You choose not to handle this. I have seen you overcome things a lot tougher than this." He breathed
"What do you want me to choose!?" Malia screamed, finally loosing the last bit of control she had, "I hate this, Stiles. I hate being Human; I hate all these new rules. You can help me adjust all that I want—but I will never be this perfect girl you want me to be. I get mad, Stiles! Get over it!"
He stood there completely stunned
"I hate all of this…The way I feel—the feelings that I feel! Guilt, Sorrow, Anger? I never felt any of that before. Not once—it was you! I let you in, and you made it worse. I felt things that I never wan-"
"Malia…"
"No, don't do that! You wanted to talk—well guess what Stiles! I'm talking!" She shouted, pacing through the room. "You have no idea, just how many times I wanted to just leave. But then you—"She scrunched her nose, wildly pointing a finger at him "you, went around and got inside my head. You were my Mate—and I get it. I'm not a 'Coyote' anymore, but I still wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. Because you meant everything to me…I told you everything, because I felt I could trust you. Because I loved you!" She panted, her words falling short with her raging breathes.
"And I loved you! No, I still love you!" He calmly said, grabbing her flailing arm.
"Just..stop…" She sobbed, falling into his chest.
"Shh…I've got you…" He hushed into her ear, he let out a small chuckle "You know…I practiced this for hours and hours…This talk…But—I think I should've just listened to you."
She clung to him, completely silent apart from the few sniffles she released.
"Stiles…?" She managed to swallow, after moments of silence "Why didn't you just…tell me?"
"I don't know…I always thought I was doing what was best…But, I didn't realize how wrong I was until I saw your face…How disappointed you looked-how empty." He finished
"Ar-are we going to be alright…?"
"Yeah…yeah, Malia—we're going to be just fine…"
"Malia Tate to the Office"
The schools intercom called. Nobody batted an eye, as she grabbed her back and curiously trekked up to the Office.
The second she walked into the Office, her vision went black as hands guided in front of her line of vision. Out of reflex, she twisted her arms around flipping the being who inflicted such a sudden display of actions.
"Ow, ow, ow…" A squeaky voiced peered through her senses.
Below her, abnormally stretched over the Offices line of chairs was Stiles.
"Damn, dude. You alright?" Her Alpha mumbled, peering over her shoulder as he appeared from thin air.
"Yep…Apart from my fractured spleen—I think I'll be just fine."
She quickly jumped, offering to help him off, but he warded off her gesture with a quick 'I'm fine' and a small kiss to her forehead.
"Entirely my fault, I'm sorry."Stiles muttered, taking her hand and guiding her into the desolate office.
"Mm…What am I doing here?" Malia questioned, before catching scent.
Lydia appeared from around the corner, twirling a Key between two of her fingers. Kira followed behind her, ducking behind Lydia's tall figure.
"We, are here because we are leaving early." Lydia smugly said, pursing her lips together in a luscious grin.
"I told her—this is a really bad idea" Kira popped out, like a samurai weasel from behind Lydia's shoulder.
"Hush now. It's a great idea." The strawberry blonde grinned.
"Anybody care to tell me, exactly what this 'idea' is?" Scott peeped in, his eye filled with confusion and curiosity.
"We, are going…out of town" Lydia smirked, satisfied with her vague answer.
"Am I the only one who thinks this is a really, really bad idea?" Stiles added. Just as quickly, pushing Malias rising hand back to her side as she tried to agree; shooting her a 'wrong time' glance.
"I do." Kira added, jumping to Scotts side.
"Well—bicker and baddle all you want. We're going. So get your tails out between your legs, and pack up. We leave tomorrow night."
"Um—but that's the Full Moon" Malia chirped
"Mhmm…Exactly" Lydias grin sent shivers down Malias spine.
What exactly did she have planned?
A/N: I hate how I ended this X3 I just feel really tired and felt like jumping on this. I want to try and get in the next chapter before the Surgery this week. I also might add it up, and end this story—or for all I know, I could be one of those people who run year long stories because people ask for it ^.^" Who knows. But, I'll have at least five more chapters because I've already got the plots laid out. So…Yep :3 I want to give a hint about the next chapter, because it's amazing X3 I've got it half done. And I love it. But you have to wait, and for that—I'm sorry…But, occupy yourself with some other amazing Stalia stories! Long note, I'm sorry! I'll see you all next time, don't forget to review and let me know what you thought. Reviews are motivation x3
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PS. I know this is a short one- but I want to update my other two stories and I have to be up at 5 tomorrow…And yeah…I'm tired X3
