Chapter Two-
Everything seemed to pass by minutes that turned into hours that eventually turned into days and ended in weeks. That was when I woke up thirteen weeks, ninety one days, two thousand one hundred and eighty four hours and one hundred and thirty one thousand and forty minutes.
Leaning against the railing of an unfamiliar bed to me there was a knock at the door I glanced upwards seeing Stiles he held some mugs I pulled back the blanket for him like the other nights he came before bed, we spoke about our lives before we met each other I wasn't as sharing as he was but he didn't push and I was glad about that. He hopped into the bed on my left putting a mug down he did that the second night picking up on my trait I didn't drink it till it had cooled down quite a bit "so what's your favourite movie?" Letting out a huff of air a small smile came to the surface shaking my head I leant into him even though I hardly knew Stiles it was like we had become like brother and sister. It was weird to have someone to talk to like this I grew up hoping for a sibling but that was never the case.
"I don't really have one. I'm sort of taking my time watching all movies that I can find or even come out one day hoping to find one I truly love. But no I'm not watching Star Wars yes Scott warned me about you and the movie still not watching it though, is- he still awake?" Noah and Stiles seemed to understand that I couldn't call him Dad yet it was still all so new to me he said about Noah working late at the station tonight. "What's that?" It was then I noticed my jacket sleeve had slid down a red line showed feeling my heartbeat skip I breathed out shakily "you don't have to tell me sorry sometimes-" I rested my head against his shoulder reaching out for his hand he locked his in mine.
"I had just turned fourteen the school I went to wasn't so great with bullying the girls didn't like me there because I was friends with boys mostly, and it seemed the boys were interested in one thing rumours started circling the school there wasn't really anyone I could open up to. So I found a comfort when I said thirteen that was when I started to change it was because I had almost died, but this boy he found me helped me showed me it was okay to be sad angry and hurt but in the end I could be my own comfort . I don't think I'd forget Derek that day he really did save me even when he left I still fought the feelings. I bet that sounds pathetic right?" Glancing to Stiles a tear had formed he set his mug down beside mine wrapping his arm around me I leant into him his warmth felt nice and I wasn't scared of him.
We stayed like that for a while till I eventually fell asleep Stiles seemed to have stayed with me the whole night holding me to him when I woke to see his smile I felt better less scared of this house and town…