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Chapter 10

Special Death by Mirah

Adelaide's anger had dimmed after Alex's little speech, replaced completely with admiration for her best friend. He was able to overcome all of the name calling and bullying, he was able to ignore it, and he was able to move on from it.

His heart was made of gold and his strength rivaled that of Hercules. His radiant personality warmed her heart, as cold as it was, and she considered herself lucky to know someone was compassionate and loyal as him. There was almost nothing, or no one, in the world who could connect with her, other than Lydia, as well as Alex. They were teenagers, sure, but their connection was beyond friendship; they were family.

"This cafeteria food is shit." Alex exclaimed as he munched on a potato wedge.

"All cafeteria food is shit."

They sat along with Danny and the others as Alex complained about the dry potato wedges.

She could feel the emptiness in her stomach, bear-like noises emitted from her stomach as she quickly took her lunch. Her eyes darted around the lunch table as she took the plastic cap off the container. Someone was missing.

"Where's Allison?"

Lydia looked up at the sound of her sister's voice. Adelaide only turned back in her seat and continued to ignore her.

"She's getting something at the food stands, she'll be here any minute." she replied as she stabbed her fork into a baby carrot.

"There're food stands?" He looked at Adelaide with accusing blue eyes. "You never told me there were food stands."

Adelaide paused mid bite, "I didn't?" she pursed her lips and looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, "Must have slipped my mind."

"I hate you." he looked down at his under cooked meatloaf with a grimace on his face as he picked at it with his plastic fork. "Are you sure this is even cooked?"

"Here, have some of mine." Danny offered with a smile as he ripped his sandwich in half and gave it to Alex, "The team definitely wouldn't appreciate it if one of the good players got food poisoning, would they?"

Adelaide observed silently from the corner of her eye. She bit her lip and rested her chin on her hand, trying to suppress the grin fighting its way to the surface as Alex accepted the food with a hearty grin.

Her eyes absentmindedly found Lydia's. Lydia was grinning too, looking at her sister with knowing eyes.

Adelaide's lips turned down and her eyes hardened.

"Hey, sorry I took so long, the line was massive."

They all looked up at Allison as she stood with her plate of food in hand and an apologetic smile on her face.

"It's fine." Lydia looked up at the girl and patted the seat next to her with a sly smile, "Now sit, we have much to discuss."

Allison's face twisted into a guilty expression, "I-I'm sorry, I promised I'd sit with Scott today..." she looked to Lydia.

Lydia stared back with shock that soon turned into steely determination.

"We'll go with you."

"Uh-I won't." Jackson raised his voice with a pointed glare on his face. "There's no way I'm sitting next to those dweebs."

"You guys really don't have to...-" Allison started. Her eyes darted between Lydia and Jackson uneasily. "I'm fine on-"

Lydia cut her off with a pointed glare at Jackson, "Nonsense. If Jackson wants to stay here alone, he can stay."

Adelaide snorted into her hand when Jackson visibly pouted like a petulant child. Her crimson red lips curved upwards in a proud smile, though she hid it behind her hand, as Lydia stared her boyfriend down with an air of superiority.

"Well, I'm not g-" Adelaide started. She was going to stay, she was, but Alex decided that instead of leaving her there with her food, he would place his hand over her mouth and lift her up to drag her towards Scott and Stiles' table. "Wha-No! My food-"

"You're seriously worried about your food right now?" At her glare, he sighed and rolled his eyes, as he usually does when she does something stupid, "Jason will bring it, your food will be fine."

His arm snaked itself around her shoulder and she scowled as he squeezed her shoulders. "I hate you."

The words themselves made a bright as sunshine smile appear on Alex's face, "I hate you, too."

"You guys are so weird." Lydia remarked from behind her, her heels clicking rapidly against the surface of the cafeteria floor as she struggled to catch up with them.

"I think it's cute." Allison piped in with a grin.

"Wanna know what I think?" Adelaide asked sarcastically.

"Not really." Alex looked down at her with a teasing smirk and she pinched his side.

Laughing as he jerked back, nearly knocking some girl over, they neared the table where the two boys were talking. Stiles' lips were moving quickly as he flailed around, and Scott looked like he was about to have a panic attack.

"-we'll figure it out."

"Figure what out?" Lydia asked, gracefully dropping into the seat.

Adelaide was going to sit in the seat furthest from Stiles, in fact, she was already lowering herself into that exact seat, but once again, Alex dragged her to sit next to him. Which was right beside Stiles.

Just great.

She supposed the one good thing that came out of it was Alex and Danny sitting next to each other once again. That and the obvious annoyance Stiles felt towards she and him sitting next to each other.

She felt a certain joy in making him suffer.

"Uh-" Scott stuttered, "Just-uh-homework."

Liaar, Adelaide continued in her mind as she took her phone out to ignore the people she associated herself with on a daily.

"Why is she sitting with us?" she heard Stiles whisper and she rolled her eyes, resting her head in the palm of her hand with a sigh. Her food was still missing, and she just knew Jason wouldn't bring it.

Jackson suddenly walked to the table and slammed his trey down, right by Mike, one of the Lacrosse d-bags/man-sluts.

"Get up." he ordered. Adelaide watched, amused, as Lydia looked up at Jackson with satisfaction planted clearly on her face. Mike gaped like fish out of water.

"How come you never ask Danny to get up?" he whined.

"Because I don't stare down his girlfriend's coin slot."

Adelaide snorted unattractively, smothering her laughter when Mike glared at her. Danny and moved to sit further down the table. Jackson, once again, made sure to make his presence known by throwing his bag onto the table. The chair made a loud scraping noise as Jackson sat in it.

"What crawled up your ass?" Adelaide asked Jackson with a grin on her face.

He made a face and grumbled, "Shut up."

"So, Addy-" one of Lydia's little followers, Macy, started, "I heard about your little scuffle with Rachel...-"

Adelaide tensed, her eyes snapped up in her direction and her lips parted in surprise and her eyebrows shot up, "My scuffle with Rachel?"

"Yeah, you know, cute, blonde, little christian girl? I heard you totally told her off." Her bubblegum pink lips moved rapidly with every word she was saying as she rushed to get the words out with excitement and curiosity clear in her tone.

Lydia's hair slapped Jackson's face as she swiveled to stare at the two with her immaculate eyebrows raised.

Adelaide ran her tongue over her teeth. "Who told you that?" Confusion, curiosity and anger swirled within her being.

Macy, ever the typical gossip girl, responded eagerly, her artificial crimson locks bouncing as she spoke, "Mary-Anne Walker told me. She said you called her friends, and I quote, 'God Fearing Freaks' just because she bumped into you."

Adelaide's jaw dropped and her eyes darkened, she could feel heat crawl its way up her neck. Quickly, she composed herself and retorted, "Well that's...-" she took a deep breath, "-completely ridiculous." At Macy's confused stare, she rolled her eyes and clarified, "It didn't happen, and even if it did, it wouldn't be your business. Would it?"

Macy recoiled from the angered strawberry blonde and nodded, nervously stuttering, "Y-Yeah, you're right."

Adelaide smiled falsely and her fingers quickly tapped against the cafeteria table as the anger slowly drew back, replaced with irritation.

"So-" Danny started, trying to defuse the situation, "I hear they're saying there was some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar."

Her interest was piqued and her eyes lit up. The crime scene...-there was no way that could have been a mountain lion, why would it go into the bus? Why would it even be by the school?

"I heard it was a mountain lion." The idiot said.

Adelaide sighed and rolled her eyes. What a fucking dumb ass.

"A cougar is a mountain lion." Lydia countered, sounding slightly annoyed at her boyfriend's complete idiocy. She looked up when she felt the stares, and Adelaide shook her head when she played the dumb card once again. "Isn't it?"

"Yes, it is, Lydia. Besides, it couldn't have been a mountain lion."

"Wha-what makes you say that?" It was Scott who asked, much to Adelaide's and everyone else's surprise. He looked almost nervous, waiting for her answer.

"For one, it's rare for a mountain lion to attack a human-"

"But it's possible-"

Adelaide shot Stiles a glare.

"And the only reason a mountain lion would attack a human, was if they were to enter their territory. That bus was in the school parking lot. Not the woods."

"Who cares?" Jackson scoffed, "The guy' probably some homeless tweaker that was gonna die anyways."

"Wow, Jackson, the amount of compassion you're emitting is really warming my heart. Seriously, Jacky, when did you get so deep?" Both Lydia and Jackson rolled their eyes at her.

"Actually-" Stiles broke in, fiddling with his phone, and Adelaide glanced at him from the corner of her eye, "I just found out who it is. Check it out."

Adelaide's curiosity overpowered her and she leaned closer to him to watch the video along with everyone else.

The screen showed the crime scene Adelaide had caught a glimpse of herself with Sheriff Stilinski walking around with a frown on his face. "The Sheriff's department won't speculate on details of the incident, but it was confirmed that the victim, Garrison Meyers, did survive the attack."

Stiles' twitched when she breathed down his neck. Nearly her whole body was pressed against his side as she watched the scene unfold in on his small screen. She chuckled at his discomfort, earning her a sharp glare from Stiles.

A picture of the man who was attacked showed clearly on Stiles' cell phone, "Garrison was taken to a hospital, where he remains in critical condition."

Adelaide sat back down and furrowed her eyebrows thoughtfully.

"Wait...-" Scott was looking down at Stiles' phone with a troubled expression, "I-I-I know this guy..."

"You do?" Allison asked. She placed her hand on his shoulder, in what Adelaide guessed was to comfort him.

"Yeah, when I used to take the bus, back when I lived with my dad...he was the driver."

The whole table was quiet for a few seconds, silently reeling over the new information.

"Well that...sucks." Adelaide commented dryly. Her hand rested under her chin as she absorbed the new information. It just didn't make sense, but what was the point on dwelling on something that wouldn't affect her, right?

"Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please? Like..." she looked over at Allison, who was sitting and chewing her food innocently, "Oh, where are we going tomorrow night?"

The poor girl choked on her food, and Scott made sure to help her through that. "What?"

"You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night, right?" Lydia explained.

"Emphasis on Allison and Scott. As in, only them." Adelaide piped in. It wasn't her business, but seeing the scowl directed towards her by Lydia was definitely worth it. For a second, Allison looked relieved, until Lydia continued.

"So...? What are we doing?"

Allison's face morphed into what Addy would describe as a deer in headlights expression. "Oh...-we were thinking about what we were going to do..." she answered weakly.

"Well-" she gave Jackson a meaningful look, "-I am not sitting at home again watching Lacrosse videos, so if the 4 of us are hanging out, we're doing something fun."

It was a disaster waiting to happen, and everyone knew it. Even Stiles, who was looking between the two and chomping down on his fries like they were to blame.

Adelaide shook her head and just turned her phone on to go on her beloved Tumblr.

She zoned out for just a few seconds as the disaster waiting to happen, happened, until Alex's name was called. Then, her interest was piqued.

"You should come!" Lydia exclaimed with a bright smile on her face, "You too, Danny. It'll be fun."

"What? No!" Alex and Danny exclaimed at the same exact time before turning to look at each other. Alex continued, completely embarrassed. "No...I mean, why would-why would we interrupt...you know? It's a double date for...you guys. You go...-date and stuff."

His cheeks were red and he rubbed the back of his neck as his baby blues darted to Adelaide for help. She chuckled and realized how beautiful the plan turned out to be. It was perfect.

"I think you guys should go." she started with a smile, "I mean, you both like bowling, and nachos. There's nachos at the bowling alley...and an arcade." Alex and Danny looked over at her like she was Hitler's accomplice. They were both flushed with embarrassment and Adelaide gave them her famous grin, "It'll be fun. Don't even think of it as a date...think of it as a..-a hang out. That's all you guys are doing, right? Hanging out?"

Alex blinked rapidly, as if he couldn't quite grasp the concept. "Hanging out?"

"Yes, Alex, hanging out. You know, something friends do? Hang out...-" she had to purse her lips to keep herself from grinning like a maniac. Sure, she said they were going as friends, and they were, but it would help them bond, and the more they bond, the closer they get, and the closer they get...well, the closer they would get.

"Friends?" Danny echoed, "We could go...as friends. Yeah, we could totally hang out...you want to hang out, right Alex?"

"Y-yeah. Let's...-hang out."

Lydia clapped her hands with a beaming grin on her face, "Great! It's settled then, we're going bowling."

"Wait-" Alex turned to Adelaide with a grin filled with mischief planted on his face, "What about Addy?"

"What about Addy?" Addy herself asked with caution.

"Who are you going with?"

"Me?" she scoffed and shook her head, "Oh, I'm not going-"

"Why not?"

"Because as tempting as it sounds, I'm busy."

She rolled her lips into her mouth as Alex looked at her like he knew she was lying.

"With what?"

Oh shit.

Her eyes scanned the table as she looked for a reason, any reason. She really hadn't thought her little lie through. Hands clasped together as she made an excuse, or tried to, in her mind.

"Well-Uh-I...-" she leaned back just a little and accidentally bumped her shoulder into Stiles', and suddenly she found an excuse. The words slipped out of her mouth without on impulse, "I'm going to be with Stiles."

"What?" Alex and the boy in question vocalized their thoughts.

"Yep...-uh, that-oh! The project. Yes, we're going to be working on that. Lots of writing, lots of research. So, yeah-we'll be working on that."

"We are?" Stiles, ever the oblivious little shit, asked. Her foot shot out and kicked him in the shin, a glare in place. A groan/whine kind of noise escaped his throat. "We are." he croaked.

"Yeah. So, while you guys have tons and tons of fun on your little disaster date, we'll be working on out project."

"Well-" Lydia tossed her hair over her shoulder, "-your loss."

Adelaide glared at her.

**The Hale House used to be a beautiful, haunting, and dark all rolled into one. The once large, beautiful white mansion was burned and dark, covered in ash and surrounded by death.

The beautiful garden was gone. The shimmering green grass was replaced with dull patches of brown and yellow, the sunflowers and roses were replaced with dead leaves and weeds. Trees were surrounding the bewitching house, leaves raining down on the grounds of the Hale's old home.

The laughter that used to echo through the forest, the happiness that made the sun shine brighter, it was replaced with death and silence.

The wind picked up and the leaves flew around Adelaide as she stared up at it with a blank expression.

"Derek?"

All she heard was the creak of the stairs as she walked up them. She bit her lip as she looked around the porch she used to play with her cousins in. Her heartbeat thumped wildly in her chest as she looked down at the floor before running a hand through her unruly curls.

"I know you're there…even though you're clearly ignoring me."

Nothing.

Her shoulders slumped as she just stood there, waiting for a lost cause.

"It's Adelaide….you know, your favorite cousin?"

She licked her lips and placed her hand on the splintering wood of the door. The clouds loomed over the house, dark and threatening. The wind picked up once again and goosebumps appeared all over her body, only it wasn't from the cold.

She could feel something, she didn't know what it was but it made her turn and look around the forest with furrowed eyebrows and calculating eyes.

All she could see were the never ending stream of trees and she thought she saw a flash of red, but she brushed it off as her mind playing tricks on her.

The door moved; she sucked in a breath and jumped back, bumping into one of the wooden beams that held the house up. Her eyes were wide and alarmed as she clenched her fists and glared up at the intruder.

"Holy...-Derek!"

Derek Hale's piercing gaze made her glower dangerously. His grey eyes void of emotion, though she could see the small twitch of his lips that signified he was at least a little happy to see her.

"You're not supposed to be here."

"Um, I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to be here either, considering this place is all burned down and all." she placed her hands on her hips and rolled her bright eyes.

He quirked an eyebrow at her rather sarcastic reply. A chuckle threatened to slip out, but he held it in. "Then what made you think I would be here?"

"I just thought 'where Derek Hale, the brooding 23 year old with no friends go?' and then I thought, 'oh hey, he would go to the Hale Manor because he's a fucking masochist' so here I am."

"You know, for someone so small, you sure do talk a lot."

Adelaide rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, the cold breeze had picked and she shivered as it hit her repeatedly.

She was finally talking to Derek, her cousin, her cousin that just lost his only sibling left, the cousin with empty grey eyes and a burned down house.

There was silence. No one spoke a word, and every swishing noise, snapping twig, or crunching leaf could be heard. The tension was thick and suffocating and they both shifted on their feet as they looked at anything but each other.

All Adelaide could see was Laura's body, feel the slippery blood on her hands and smell the death that clogged her senses.

"I found her, you know?" Adelaide paused, "Laura, I mean."

Her jaw was clenched and her hands were shaking as she tried to get the words out of her mouth, but it was proving to be hard with the way her heartbeat stuttered at just the thought, and the way Derek was looking at her wasn't helping either. He looked down at her with pity and sadness, yet he still managed to hold that bit of anger that had become a part of him since the fire.

"I-"

His jaw clenched as his eyes furrowed and his lips pursed in thought. He looked up suddenly, his eyes zeroing in on something behind her and when she turned, she saw nothing.

"You have to leave, Adelaide."

Adelaide recoiled as if she had been slapped.

"What? I just got here-"

"You have to go, now."

She didn't know what she had expected. She didn't know why it would be all rainbows and unicorns knowing that wasn't the way life worked, ever. She just came to see him, to see if he was okay, clearly, he was just fine.

She could feel the familiar sting of disappointment, but she pushed it down and walked away.

"You've been acting weird lately..."

Adelaide and Alex were camped out in the living room, her text books scattered around and her homework in a neat pile right beside her as she and Alex talked while he waited for Lydia to come down.

The statement was more like a question. It was said in a way that seemed more hesitant, as if he was approaching a wild animal and he was scared it would lash out. In a way, he was right.

It was as if a switch had been flipped. Her spine straightened as if the statement had whipped her into looking up. Lips pulled in and the mechanical pencil tapped against her knee mercilessly, she forced out a chuckle.

"Weird? Weird how?"

His eyes pierced right through her facade.

"You've been spacing out more than usual, suspicious calls, and what's going on with you and Lydia? Adelaide, I'm worried about you."

She licked her lips and clenched her jaw tightly. The air was thick with silence that spoke volumes. She opened her mouth to say something, anything, but nothing would come out.

She wished she could tell him something, seek some comfort in him, her best friend, her brother, but she couldn't. All she could do was sit there and stare at him with hard eyes.

"I-" she let out a harsh breath, "I'm fine." He gave her a disbelieving scowl in return. "Alex, I'm fine. In fact, I'm great, and I couldn't be happier." she lied straight through her teeth.

"Alex, are you ready?"

Lydia walked down the stairs in her flat shoes and cute outfit. Her hair was curled to perfection and her make up was applied as to only enhance her features just slightly. Her bubblegum lips were pulled back into a prim smile, her eyes shining and her cheeks a rosy pink as she looked at Adelaide in unspoken apologies.

"Yeah…" he sighed, looking back and forth between the twins suspiciously.

Adelaide narrowed her eyes at her sister as soon as she walked into the room. It was as if the anger she held towards her sister had dammed into a natural irritation she couldn't seem to shake away. She realized soon enough that being angry at her sister wouldn't do anything but stir more trouble than what the situation was really worth. Not only that, but they would be arguing over their father; he definitely didn't deserve the energy they would waste in being angry. So when Adelaide looked back up at her sister with her gleaming colbat eyes, they came across a silent agreement.

"Lydia Martin, are you wearing Vans?"

"Please-" Lydia scoffed, "They're Coach."

Adelaide didn't think Stiles would actually show up to her house to work on their project. She though he would just ignore it entirely and work it out on his own while she did the same, but he didn't and she didn't know if that was a good thing or not.

So when he showed up at her door with his backpack in hand and a hint of a scowl on his face all she could do was roll her eyes and stand there.

"I didn't think you would actually show."

He blinked and looked at her as if she was the stupidest person on earth.

"Wow…-uh, you think?"

Adelaide pulled the door open and glared at him. "Just come in, idiot"

Stiles wasn't really paying attention to her voice, or her for that matter. He was paying attention to the house that was so much bigger when there weren't hundreds of teenagers around it. The white ceilings were sky high, his converse squeaked against the marble floor. But that wasn't what caught his attention. It was the lack of pictures. The lack of family in the house. Everything was clean and pristine, not one thing out of place. It was cold and detached: it was sad.

Adelaide lead him to the spiral staircase with cautious eyes. She was watching him as he took it all in. He had this look on his face; it was like he was analyzing everything, taking it all in. His jaw was slack but his eyes were sharp, like they were reading.

Her eyes rolled and she ran up the rest of the stairs to reach her room with him following. She opened her door and walked in.

Stiles wandered around her room. The maroon walls littered with different posters of things she liked. Baseball, Batman, Wrestling, The Smiths…etc. Everything was clean, her bed was made, and there were pictures on her night stands and books in her bookshelves. Her room was nothing like the rest of the house, it was lived in, it was homey, it was…Adelaide.

"Are you just gonna stand there, or…?"

"Uh-" Stiles blinked so fast Adelaide thought his eye lids would fall of, unfortunately, they didn't. "-yeah…so? Is there a problem with standing? Standing's actually one of the most…-"

"Stiles, I can't seem to find a shit to give about whatever irrelevant fact you were about spew out of your mouth."

He looked back at her with furrowed eyebrows and a screwed up expression, like he'd eaten something sour. "You're such a bitch."

Adelaide's eyes lifted up to meet his and her lip twitched up into a smirk, "I know."

She took her bag and flipped it upside down, watching as all of its contents fell out. Her nose scrunched up and a chuckle escaped her lips as two tampons fell out with her books. Stiles was staring at her with his mouth agape. Blotches of pink colored his cheeks and he scratched his neck awkwardly as she put them back into her bag.

"Uh-I…-uh, well, that-"

"-was something that never needs to be brought up again, yeah?"

"Y-yeah, totally."

"Great. So-" she gestured to the textbooks in his hand, "-we won't be needing those. I have books on all types of plants and stuff in the library and the textbook doesn't provide much information."

"You have a library?"

"Yeah…-so what do you wanna do this project on?" Her eyes settled on his bag as he took some of his own things out. A purple flower she recognized immediately was clasped in his hand and she scrunched her nose as the scent wafted through it. It burned her nose and her lips turned down into a grimace. Her hands fisted into her sheets as she backed away.

"It's called Aconite, but it's usually known as-"

"Wolfsbane."

His head snapped up, his eyes wide and his jaw slack.

"I'm highly allergic, so please, save a life and put it back in your bag."

"Oh…OH-shit, sorry. I didn't know…"

Her tense muscles relaxed as the scent drifted away, clenched fists settled calmly. "It's fine. So, we'll work on that as long as it isn't within 20 feet of me, kay?"

"…kay"

"I can't believe someone like you actually likes Batman."

"Someone like me?"

They worked on their projects for two hours when Adelaide and Stiles' decided they were hungry and in need of food before they tore each other apart. So they went downstairs after ten minutes of banter. It only took Stiles' two seconds for him to notice her Batman socks when they finished, and one to notice the different posters of Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy scattered across her room.

Her social status and the way she carried herself, as if she cared about nothing at all, made him think that maybe she was just a careless brat that really only cared about herself. Apparently, she also cared about Batman. And Baseball, and Wrestling, and family, and music. He would even go as far as saying that she was cool, but he didn't because that would be admitting that she was someone he wouldn't mind hanging out with, which she wasn't.

Because she was still a bitch.

"W-What?"

"What do you mean 'someone like me'?"

With her eyebrows raised expectantly and her lips pulled delicately into her mouth, it was then that he realized she was fucking terrifying. Her eyes settled on him with a glare that could put Derek Hale to shame.

"I…-No, i just meant someone that's like-I mean…-I don't mean it as a bad thing, just-"

Adelaide's lips quirked up, her chin settled calmly into her palm as he fumbled and stuttered to form a coherent sentence. His whiskey colored eyes were pouring with panic, his arms were moving sporadically with every word that stumbled out of his mouth.

"Stiles...I was kidding."

He stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing on her with betrayal and annoyance. His hands were frozen in the air and they dropped as her grin only widened. "You're such a…ugh."

Suddenly, she was laughing and he nearly jumped out of the stool he was sitting. Her laugh, it was loud and boisterous. Every note was pitched differently, like her voice just couldn't decide what it wanted to be. She laughed the way he'd expect someone that was more like himself to laugh; with her whole body. Her shoulders shook and her eyes gleamed, her hands clutched onto her thighs tightly as her feet dangled above the ground, her bun loosened with every laugh and her cheeks were red, her dimples were on full display and he knew then that he'd never heard a laugh as ridiculous as hers, but he didn't hate it.

"Oh my-your face. Stiles, holy shit-"

Her laughter simmered down and her smile stayed in place as he stared at her as if she was from an entirely different planet. "What?"

"Nice laugh." he snorted unattractively as she punched his shoulder roughly. It actually hurt. A lot. "Ow!"

"Don't be such a baby."

He rolled his eyes and took a sip of the tea she brought out of her fridge.

The doorbell rang and the mood went from playful to confused in a matter of seconds. Her grin slipped completely off her face as she looked in the direction of the door with surprise.

"Were you expecting someone?"

"No. I'll be right back."

Adelaide didn't expect anyone for the rest of the night, and even if Lydia were to come back, she had the key and there would be no need to knock. The doorbell rang once again and she hurried her pace with annoyance burning hot through her veins.

"Coming!" Her cloth covered feet glided across the wooden floor with ease and grace.

She opened the door harshly and abruptly, her eyes rolling as the door opened and the words 'what the hell' on the tip of her tongue, but it all went away as she caught sight of who was on the other side of the threshold. Her jaw was slack and her eyes were wide, her mouth parted in a quiet gasp. She was stripped of oxygen for just a second.

She stared into her own eyes.

The air slipped in through the door, hitting her body roughly and a shiver racked through her body, but it wasn't only from the cold. Anger withered its way into her veins and her jaw clenched as she glared at the man that had only caused her pain.

"Dad."

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So, everything is gonna go at a faster pace bc i realized i suck and i was dragging this shit on for much to long and I'm sorry my loves D:

Adelaide's dad is back in beacon hills and dramadramadramaaaaaaaaaaa. Next chapter, I will gauranteeeeeeeeee, I PROMISE YOU GUYS, there will be some insight on her past with her dad and what happened and stuffy stuff and hopefully you guys like it bc i'm planning this out very thoroughly.

alsoooo, i'm done editing, and I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU GO BACK AND READ bc a lot has changed, well not that much, but I guess i'll just tell you that her dad no longer has a wife and i forgot what else i added? sorrrrrryyyyy, guess you'll just have to go back and check, huh? (;

sorry for the insanely long authors note to, babesss, AND SORRY I TOOK SO LONG.
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