Stiles POV:
A frail woman walks through the door with a cane. Her skin is pale and her hair wiry. A wall breaks in me. I know cancer. I remember seeing my mom lie in her hospital bed day after day, until she was no more. I remember the nights I cried for her. Dad running to my room and holding me till we both fell asleep tears staining our cheeks.
Her eyes however shine with hope and she smiles at me unknowingly.
" Chloe! You didn't tell me you were having a friend round. Or that he was so cute!" Her mom crosses the room and pinches my cheeks.
" MOM! Oh my gosh your so embarrasing!" Chloe yells but the blush spreads cross her face. I hate that I'm pleased she's embarassed. I should hate her. But I can't.
" I'm not here by choice…" I mumble. Before thinking back to Chloe's harsh threat earlier.
Shit. I'm in it now. Would she kill me in front of her mom? Would her mom be worse?
Chloe's mom looks at me, then back at Chloe realisation crossing her face.
Oh. She didn't know that victims of abuse were being hauled down in her basement.
Chloe a least has the right to look shamed, as she stares at the floor.
" My daughters and their crazy schemes… You never…. You never hurt him honey?" Chloes mum says downcast.
I think about it and realise that I actually wasn't harmed apart from the blinding by whatever sprayed me. it was weird. I expected hunters to at least have spilt some of my blood. But maybe that was only Gerard. He was crazy.
Chloe shakes her head vigorously. I almost feel guilty seeing the guilt trip her mom is giving her. Reminds me of my dad and my relationship. Then I remember that she trapped me in a basement. And suddenly I'm not.
" Did you at least tell him why? I mean Chloe if I'm correct you forced him to sell out his friends he should at least know why?"
" Stiles doesn't believe me…about the cure." Chloe says looking at the floor again." You'll never believe me without proof. " She says again more furverently looking into my eyes.
Before I can reply Chloe's mom is shaking a pair of car keys. " Stiles right? You up for a drive. You'll get your proof and I can visit some old friends… "
And suddenly I'm thinking of every possible escape route along the roads in beacon hill….
" As long as you don't try to escape that is." Chloe adds as if seeing my brain moving calculatingly.
Damn this girl can read me. She's still really hot. What is wrong with you brain! she's batshit crazy! Shouldn't it be my penis being the stupid one allowing me to have the hots for a girl who could possibly slash my throat with a whip? You're better than that brain. I mentally scold.
Stupid of me to miss an Adderall pill.
There's a moment of unexpected silence when I forget to reply. Chloe and her mom are still looking at me. Waiting.
Finally Chloe speaks.
" If you don't get your proof you can leave. Report to your pack and get your alpha to tear us to shreds. That's promise. Now do we have a deal?" Chloe sighs, but remains fully serious.
"Deal."
Quickly updated :) Is it possible to feel even more left high and dry during the breaks between teen wolf episodes, that a it is to not have them for a year?