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Chapter 13 The Tell: The Notebook Is Not Worth This

Hope sat in the car with Lydia and Jackson in front of a video shop. She was over at Lydia's house to watch a movie and Jackson join in. She sat in the backseat bored out of her mind.

"Now, Hoosiers is not only the best basketball movie ever. It's the best sport movie ever made." Jackson begged.

"No." Lydia and Hope said in sync. Jackson was trying to get Lydia and Hope to watch Hoosiers but it was not going to happen.

"It's got Gene Hackman and Dennis Hopper." Jackson said.

"No."

"Girls, I swear to God you're going to like it."

"No."

"I am not watching The Notebook again!" Jackson yelled. Lydia turned to look at Jackson and gave him the puppy dog lip. Jackson let out a loud sign and got out of the car. Hope let out a small laugh and said, "Lydia get out of the car please. I want to stand and I'm don't doing that alone." The two got out of the car talking about the Notebook and boyfriends. The light started flashing inside the video store.

"What taking him so long?" Lydia asked worriedly looking inside the store.

"He's probably pissed off at us for not letting him get his movie." Hope replied nervously.

There was a loud scream coming from inside and Lydia pulled out her phone and started taking pictures. Hope and Lydia let out a loud banshee scream and the thing ran to Hope and pushed her into the car.

"RUN LYDIA!" Hope screamed and blacked out.

The Sheriff drove up to the video store with Stiles in the car. Hope and Lydia was sitting in the ambulance wanting to be able to go home.

"Dad. Dad. That's Hope. Hope here!" Stiles exclaimed. They both got out of the car. Stiles rushed to Hope and Lydia while John went over to Jackson first who was also sitting in the ambulance.

"Are you okay?" Stiles and John asked at the same time.

"Why can't I go home? I'm fine!" Jackson yelled and the Sheriff and Jackson began to yell at each other.

"Hope, Lydia what happened?" John asked giving up on Jackson.

Hope face was covered in glass, blood, and tears. Lydia's the same. Hope put her head on Lydia shoulder and began to cry.

"Dad can I put Hope in the car?" Stiles asked worried out of his mind.

"Go ahead and wait in the car!" John shouted. Stiles picked Hope up bridal and put her in the car in the back seat. Stiles jumped in the back seat with her.

"What happened?" Stiles asked. "What did you see."

"Red." Hope said and passed out.

Hope was sitting in a room with a California King size bed and a television. Anya was sitting in the bed with a large popcorn. Her hair was in two french braids and went all the way down to the middle of her back. She was in a black tank top with socks on it that said, "Single are ready to mingle,'' and shorts with socks on it. Hope looked down and she was in white tank top with the words, "lacrosse girl" on it and two lacrosse sticks and pink and purple polka dots pants.

"Hope. Come sit down with me." Anya said as she panted the spot next to her. Hope slowly walked over towards the bed and sat down.

"Why are we watching TV? Anya why am I here?"Hope asked.

"Sweetie you just face a killer, the alpha, I'm your back up. Your dreaming and I'm helping you calm down." Anya explained.

"I have to go. I need to talk to Stiles and Derek." Hope said.

"Okay but I'll be here when you go back asleep." Anya offered.

Hope woke up and saw Stiles in her room going threw her phone. She let out a soft groaned and sat up.

"What are you doing?" Hope groaned. Stiles he snapped up and he sat next to his sister.

"Don't you ever scare me like that ever!" Stiles yelled and got his backpack. He opened his bag and gave Hope a pad, pen, and a bottle of mediece.

"Dr. Stewart said to take four of these every two hours and you'll be okay. I'm going to school. But you have to stay home dad said so, and I need a favor." Stiles said.

"Okay."

"Draw me what you saw."

"Stiles...I wanna go to bed…"

"Please Hope just draw it for me real quick." Stiles begged. Hope let out a small sigh.

I suck at drawing.

Close your eyes and I'll draw for you.

Hope closed her eyes as she took the pen in her hand. Stiles moved for a pad of so it was under the pad. Her hand moved of the paper drawing something that Hope couldn't draw. About five minute later she was done. Stiles looked down at the paper and saw a big bad werewolf.

"I saw red." Hope whispered and pasted out.

"Your back!" Anya exclaimed as the two girls sat across each other at a small white table. "I missed you."

"Why am I here?" Hope asked. "You only take me to places like this is you want to talk."

"Can't I talk with my human?" Anya wondered as she got out a deck of cards with Marvel characters on them.

"No. What do you want."

"It's my turn. 20 questions and you owe them to me."

Hope let out a sign and then replied with a fine.

"What's your name?"

"Really Anya, you going to ask me stupid questions?" Hope yelled.

"What's your name?" Anya repeated as she began to deal out of the cards.

"Hope Stilinski."

"Good job. What happen to your momma?" Anya asked. "I've not seen her in your head or around the house ever."

Hope stayed quiet for a while not saying anything and then replied with, "I don't really like talking about my…"

"We are playing the game and I want to know. What. Happened. To. Your. Momma."Anya asked again slowly.

"She died." Hope gasped out. Claudia was a hard subject for poor Hope.

"How?"

"She...she had frontotemporal dementia. Its a shrinkage of brain that leads to dementia and death."

"What was the worst thing that happened with your mom?"

"You just want to ask me the worst questions posable don't you? Well I saw her die. I was in the room with her and that was very hard for a seven year old."

Anya let out a loud gasp and looked at Hope. "Were you in the room with her?"

"Yes."

"Was Stiles with you?"

"No. He went to go get Kitkats in the hallway when my mom died."

"Poor baby." Anya said as she reached to touch Hope's hand. "Tell me the story."

"Story?" Hope repeated not having any idea what Anya was talking about.

"Story when your mom died. What happened to you? Death is a horrible thing and has many horrible effect to people." Anya explained. "Now tell me your story."

"When you were born was there not a thing called manres?" Hope teased.

"Would you please tell me your stupid story?" Anya asked her teeth together and her lips not moving.

Hope smirked and then said, "Well since you said it nicely." And let out a small growl and Hope laughed.

"Well my mom talked to me before she died and then died in front of me. I didn't talk. I didn't talk to Stiles or Lydia or Scott. Stiles was worried sick about me and asked me to speak all the time I just wouldn't responses. I remember my dad he would have be do play dates with Lydia and Scott trying to get me to speak. Scott he made me speak again. He told me everything would be alright. I asked him how and he said that he didn't know. But he would stand by me throughout everything good and bad."

Anya got out a box of Kleenex and started to wipe her eyes and the blox her nose.

"Oh my god. It's like watching the Notebook all over again." Anya cried while Hope laughed a little.

"I feel like a Jackson for making you tell me that horrible story." Anya sobbed.

"It's okay Anya that was eight years ago." Hope said.

"Too bad. It for you to face the real world now." Anya replied.

Hope frowned, "Do I have to? I like being in here. We can play Speed or Blackjack and I'll go to the real world later."

"Hope," Anya laughed, "you can't hide from the real world forever girl. What are you hiding from?"

"What makes you think I'm hiding?"

"Why must you lie to me?"

Hope groaned, "I hate how you have super demon powers."

Anya laughed. "What are you hiding from?"

"Scott and Derek." Hope ambtimed.

"Why?"

"Scott going to be mad that I'm with Derek the alpha and Derek going to be worried about me and that going to annoy me to death."

Anya laughed and rolled her eyes. "Hope sweetie you can't hid because someone loves and worries about you and because someone going to be mad at you. Fuck the world, everyone going to be mad at one at one point of life. It's what you think about yourself that matters the most."

"Nice Anya, that was really beautiful thing to say." Hope said.

"Now leave me." Anya smiled and waved.

Hope woke up and looked at her clock. It was dark and about to be parent teacher night. Hope let out a loud yawn and got up and walked to her brother's room scraper her but.

"Hey, it's me again. Look, I found something, and I don't know what to do, okay ? So if you could turn your phone on right now, that'd be great. Or else I'll kill you. Do you understand me ? I'm gonna kill you." Stiles exclaimed and say Hope walk in. Stiles pointed to his bed and continued, "and I'm too upset to come up with a witty description about how exactly I'm gonna kill you, but I'm just gonna do it, okay ? I'm gonna—ugh ! Goodbye."

"How was your nap?" Stiles asked as he threw the phone on the bed next to her.

"Nice." Hope replied. Stiles walked over to Hope and sat next to her. Hope layed next to him as Stiles put his arm around her.

"I love you." Stiles said as he kissed her head.

"I love you too." Hope smiled.

John walked in and turned to the twins. He had an eyebrow raised at the fact to twins were in bed holding each other. Last time that happened his wife just died and they were seven. "Please tell me I'm gonna hear good news at this parent/teacher thing tonight."

"Well Dad that depends on how you define 'good news.'" Stiles said.

"I define it as you two getting straight A's with no behavioral issues." John replied.

"You might wanna rethink that definition." Hope offered.

"Nuff said." John was about to leave and then turned around. "Hope I'll be in the car for fifteen minutes. You need to get dress and go to the parent/teacher thing with me. If you don't I will turn off your brother's and your phone off and no Lydia at the house."

"No Lydia?"

"No Lydia." John repeated and left the house. Stiles got out another phone and pulled open a picture and showed it to Hope. It was the werewolf from the video shop on camera.

"Nope." Hope said as she got up. "Not today Satan not today." Hope got up and ran into her bedroom and got on a white t-shirt that said, "wanted," in black bold letters, jeans, and black tennis shoes. She put her hair in a red hat and ran downstairs and jumped in the car.

"Nice you had eight seconds to spear." John completed as he stopped his stop-watch. Hope rolled her eyes as John drove to the school.

"Why am I going again? Isn't this a PARENT/teacher no student/parent/teacher." Hope said.

John let out a sigh. "Because I know for sure you got straights A's but the behavioral thing….and because Stiles doesn't have straight A's and the good behavioral and you kind of like his mom so you need to go."

Why do you need a mom if you're one to Stiles?

LIKE a mom. I'm not a mom I protect him and love him like a mom.

Then you are the mom correct?

No.

I'm so confused with the 21st century love.

John pulled up to the school and the father and daughter walked in the school and went into Coach's room. They sat down in front of the desk as Coach got his paper together.

"Hello Sheriff and Hope. So we are here to talk about Mr. and Ms. Stiles?" Coach asked.

"No Stiles is his name." John corrupted.

"Stiles. That's right. But I thought Stiles was his last name?" Coach wondered.

"Hope and Stiles are twins. Their last name is Stilinski." John explained.

"But her name is Hope and his is Stiles." Coach said.

"No there both nicknames." Hope butted in.

"Oh well I like to be called 'cupcake'..." Coach muttered. "What are their real names?" John got up from the seat and pointed to the folders on his desk.

Coach moved around the papers and stared with his moved open "Wow, that's a form of child abuse. I don't even know how to say that."

"It was my mother's father's name and my mother's grandmother's name." Hope explained

"Wow," Coach said as he looked at John, "you must really love your wife."

"Yeah I did." John muttered. Hope got up and left the room not wanting to talk about her mother. She ran into the parking lot. She saw Scott and his mom and Allison and her parents were yelling at each other in the parking lot. There was a loud scream. Hope got down lower but still stand and her red and black eyes popped in. She started to run the her father's car and heard a loud, "HOPE!" She turned around and something hit her. Hope fell to the ground and could smell blood. She heard footsteps running towards her.

Hope you gotta stay awake girl. You gotta stay awake.

I'm sleepily.It became dark really fast for Hope as she blackout.

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