"What the freaking hell are you talking about?"

Standing infront of Alexia was no other than Stiles.

"Please tell me that this is something other than what I'm thinking. Please tell me this is all a joke. Please tell me that you haven't freaking lost your mind." She started pacing the room, not daring to look at him.

Derek, on the other hand, looked lost for words. "When you say 'hybrid', do you mean... do you mean half werewolf half vampire?"

Alexia looked at Stiles with pure disbelief. Out of nowhere, the lightbulb above his head shattered into a million fractions, falling everywhere.

"Please tell me that 'hybrid' is a name of a car. Please tell me that you are not half vampire."

Stiles cocked his head to the side and the corners of his mouth turned up into a grin that did not suit him. This wasn't Stiles anymore, she could tell that much.

"Oh I don't know. You both sure could tell the difference from my scent, couldn't you?" He laughed sharply. "You also couldn't track me. Maybe something has changed..."

Smash. The vase sitting on the bedside table smashed into tiny pieces. The bookcase that took up most of the left side of the room fell and all the books fell out.

"What the freaking hell have you done? Are you seriously out of your mind? Where even were you? You just, what, ran off and became a vampire?"

Alexia had really had enough this time. What sort of craziness had occupied Stiles' mind? Becoming a "hybrid, really? Was that even possible? She started to walk towards him but, before her foot had re-touched the ground, Stiles was no longer in front of her. Frowning, she looked around her and turned around only to be facing him again from a different position.

"Don't come near me." Stiles voice was cold and empty, no longer belonging to the boy who was once her friend.

It's quite funny how much you take someone for granted. How you really believe they'll always be there for you. Those four words that Stiles said changed everything between them. Realisation hit her, and swept her away. The tears were falling before she even knew it.

Stiles was watching her face carefully, but he didn't seem to care of her reaction. His face remained emotionless; his eyes remained empty. He mouthed the words: "It's better this way" and then, quicker than Derek has ever moved before, Stiles disappeared from the room and the house.

Derek flopped onto the chair. "What the hell just happened? Did that really..."

Alexia finished his sentence. "Happen? Apparently so."

Derek shook his head.

Alexia continued on. "It didn't seem like, like Stiles. It was him, but a different 'him'." she broke off and looked at him. "What brought that on? He basically just betrayed us and became a vampire for no reason at all."

Derek didn't answer her. He stared at the blank wall for a while, his eyebrows becoming increasingly closer together as the minutes passed. Alexia coughed and shook him from his daydream. Coming back to earth with a crash, Derek looked at her and frowned apologetically.

"Sorry. I, uh, should ring the others and tell them to come, yeah?"

Alexia nodded and Derek turned his back on her and rang one of the other wolves. His voice was low and unintelligible; she could only make out two words: 'Stiles' and 'hybrid'. Derek nodded to himself and ended the conversation on his phone.

"They'll be here as soon as possible. I'll be downstairs."

And with that, Derek walked out of the room and closed the door behind him, leaving Alexia to slowly fall apart alone.

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