*A/N* I own nothing, but the plot. More notes at the end.*
Chapter 3: Paying Respect
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It started a week ago and everyone noticed. No one would ask why because last time Stiles yelled and said mean words. Stiles made the girl cry more when she mentioned her mother. It seemed the only two he wouldn't lash at was Scott and Cora.
Now its Friday and Stiles ran out the class crying. His diagram left with drawings instead of words. Mrs. Blake told the class to continue working on there family trees. Scott watched as Mrs. Blake closed the door.
Jackson walked over to Stiles' desk and picked up his paper. "Maybe he's mad because he draw."
"Shut up Jackson you know nothing." Cora said.
"You shut up Hale. He can't draw see." Jackson said shoving the paper in the air so everyone can see.
The paper was like everyone elses. It was tree four boxes at the top and each pair had a line that connected to a single box. Right below the four boxes were two more. Them two connected to the last box at he bottom. At the top, two for the boxes had an old man and the other two had an old woman. The middle two had a young man over one and a young woman over the other. The bottom had a child.
Scott looked down at his paper: The words Gramps and Grams were in the boxes of the top four, mom and dad were written in the next two and me was written in the bottom box. He was half way coloring the tree red. He got bored of all the trees being different colors of brown and red reminded him of Stiles.
Stiles' paper was different because it had pictures instead of words. The four on top and the one with the young woman had the same picture. Where Scott put "Dad" Stiles had drawn a gold star. The points had little balls on them and in brown the word "Sheriff" was cribbeled.
Where Scott had put down "Me", Stiles had drawen what looked like a flower that had four red petals on the grown and one falling to the ground. The flower had only two petals left and they were on opposite ends of the flower. The word "Me" was scribbled on the center of the flower in blue.
The five remaining boxes had what looked like people drawen in bage with gray like wings on either side. A gold hoop was above each head and the word "Angel" was scribbled at the feet of each one. Wet spots were all over the page.
But what got Scott was where he put "Mom", Stiles had put "I miss you mommy and I love you."
Scott understood now and got really angry with Jackson. He got up and snached the paper away, "Leave him alone butt head!" Scott had learned that from Stiles, but his mom got mad when he used it on her.
"Or what McCall?" Jackson asked with a teasing tone.
Scott didn't say anything he just pulled his fist back Derek showed him and punch Jackson on the cheek. Jackson stumbled back and fell over the desk chair. He landed on his butt hard and the chair smacked him on top of his head.
Jackson stayed quite and his hands pressed down on his head. His lips quivered and his eyes got all red and watery. He rocked back and forth trying to hold in his pain. Danny rushed to Jackson and pulled him in a tight embrace.
Jackson tucked his head under Danny's jaw and wrapped his arms around Danny's neck. Danny rubbed his back with one hand and the other rubbed the top of his head. Jackson started to wail into his friend's neck. Danny rocked him making shushing noises.
Mrs. Blake walked back in with a red eyed Stiles, "What happened now Jackson? Stiles did you pull another prank?"
"No Mrs. It was between them two bone heads." Cora said pointing to Scott and Jackson. "Jackson was being mean to Stiles and Scott punched him and he fell down. The chair attaked him and Danny held him. Then you walked in...is it lunchtime yet?"
"Class sit and wait for Mr. Harris-" Mrs. Blake was cut off by the classes groans, "to take you to lunch. Jackson lets go to the nurse and Scott lets go to the principle." She said steamrolling over there combined voices.
Scott hung his head and scuffed his foot on the ground as he walked up to Mrs. Blake. Once he got close enough Stiles pulled him into a hug and kissed his cheek. Scott looked up with puppy eyes and a cheesy smile on his face.
Stiles walked to his desk and put his chair back up right. Isaac and Cora were looking at his paper and handed it back. "Why did you draw this instead of writing words?" Isaac asked all wide eyed.
"My dad is the Sheriff silly and my mom told me I was her flower." Stiles said avoiding the obvious.
"But why does everyone have that on it?" Matt asked pointing at the Angels.
"Because my mommy and grandparents are flying around playing in the clouds wating down on me. That's what Tara told me." Stiles said holding back a fresh wave for sorrow.
"But what do-"
"It means his mother died and is never coming back." Mr. Harris said cutting off the other student.
Stiles froze at the statement. Everything seemed to slow down and voices became distant for Stiles. He tried to move, but he felt held down. He could feel himself fall down and he tried to breath. He blinked and when he opened them again Mr. Harris was above him. Mr. Harris started to shake Stiles and that made it worse.
Stiles heard his heartbeat loudly in his ears. He blinked again and when he opened it Mrs. Blake was there. Stiles could see her talking and he tried to focus on her words. Her voice was far away, but it was getting louder.
The words of Tara echoes around him, "Deep breath Sty. In one, two, three. Out one, two, three. Come on Stiles focuses on my voice and follow the command."
Stiles closed his eyes and followed Tara's directions. Soon Stiles started to feel himself take deep long breaths and then deep long exhale of breaths. He opened his eyes and say Mrs. Blake staring at him, "You okay now Stiles?"
Stiles nodded and kept breathing slowly. Once he felt better he got up slowly. He noticed everyone was gone. "They left with Mr. Harris to lunch. Do you want me to call you dad?" Mrs. Blake asked.
"Tara." Stiles whispered.
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Stiles looked out the window as the rain continued to fall. Mrs. Hale just pulled up and walked the little pack to the door. She knocked and his father answered the door. He heard lots of foot steps running up the stairs and down the hall.
Scott was the first one to burst into the room and didn't stop till Stiles was in his arms. Soon Cora was latched on his right and Isaac on his left. Stiles let himself be held as he cried onto Scott's shoulder.
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Stiles held his father's hand in his left as his right was held by Scott. Mrs. Hale took Isaac home before his dad too them to see his mom. His dad let go of his hand and feel to his knees. Stiles could bearly hear the soft sobs his father let out.
Scott pulled him close and rubbed his back. Stiles feel limp in Scott's embrace. Mrs. McCall placed a rose over the grave and payed her respects while Mr. McCall watched from afar. It started to rain and Stiles saw his father stand up and with Melissa's help they ushered the kids back to the car.
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Stiles laied awake as Scott softly snored on his chest. He felt safe when Scott held him and Stiles was okay with that. Scott begged to spend the night and his parents let him after Stiles wouldn't stop crying. Now Stiles feels numb, well as numb as one could get with a boy laying on top and drooling on you.
Last thing Stiles remembered before passing out was feeling Scott squeeze him a tad bit harded. Stiles knew he would be okay. Maybe not tomorrow or the month after, but one day. Just like his mother told him he would be.
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*A/N* Okay so sorry this took soo long. But we have one...maybe two more chapters and this would be over. Leave a comment and tell me what you thing should be the next chaper. As always be safe and thank you for reading, Blessed Be Reader.*