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Chapter Two:

For months now, Stiles has been leading her own life. Scott and the pack are no longer in her life and she had developed depression from it. Because of what Derek said, Stiles can't help, but to think about his words. She's put the pack in danger, including her own father, who almost lost his job because of her. She feels like a burden.

Some things have changed. Stiles has now recovered from her injuries and now, has a job working as a waitress and grocery handler. School has let out for summer break. She was able to pass and get her assignments done on time. Scott, on the other hand, has become alpha of the pack. Derek is now an omega despite his alpha status.

Despite the warm summer and new stage, the pack still has guilty branding their hearts. They miss Stiles so deeply, it hurts. Scott wants her to rejoin the pack, but he cannot. And Stiles hates him now. She avoids him and has changed her phone number. The only thing they can do now is worry about college and future plans.

(...)

Late Afternoon

Bar & Grille

Beacon Hills City District

Stiles is exiting out of the bar and grill; dressed in a waitress outfit. The sun is setting as night prepares to fall over the town. The streets are flooded with people, especially students from the high school and middle school. It's the summer and they plan to have fun. Meanwhile, Stiles heads over to her brand new black jeep that is parked across from the bar and grille. Suddenly, she hears something. BUZZ! BUZZ!

Stiles checks her phone. She sees the text message alert on her home screen. She clicks it to read it as she carefully crosses the street to get the jeep.

"What about pizza tonight? On me?" Her dad texts.

"Sure." Stiles texts back.

Stiles enters her brand new jeep, buckles herself in, starts the engine, shifts the gear, and drives off once she's in the clear. And as she drives for a while through the town, Stiles thinks to herself. She's planning on leaving soon. It's a lie if she says that she's not going to miss the town. It's her home, but her leaving for the best.

(...)

Stiles' Bedroom

Stilinski Residence

Stiles opens the door to her bedroom and walks in while closing it. She's tired from work. She reaches into her pocket to pull out a large sum of money that she has made from the side. Stiles goes over to her computer desk, grabs a small key in her right pocket, then unlocks the bottom drawer at the bottom of the desk.

"What a day." Stiles sighs to herself. She's stressed out.

Inside the drawer are small stacks of cash that she has been saving for months from both her jobs and doing side jobs for the neighbors. Stiles places the money within the stack, holding it together with a rubber band. She then takes a notepad that is sitting on top of her computer desk, which possesses a log of how much she has placed inside the drawer from time to time. It's almost $3000 in cold hard cash.

Stiles turns the computer on to search a hotel site that has discounts for rooms. She has decided that she wants to go to New York. It's been years since she's went there. She loves the city. The last time she can remember is being there is when her mother was alive. And that memory triggers what she say before waking up from the coma.

"Stiles!" A voice calls her; getting her attention. "You home!"

"Yeah, dad! I'm coming down!" Stiles hurries to shut the drawer and lock it. She then closes the notepad and computer before leaving out of her room.

Downstairs, her dad has pizza ready in the kitchen. It's an x-large meat lovers with mushrooms, banana peppers, olives, extra sauce, extra cheese, garlic crust, and has been cut in squares. John sets up the table. He pops himself open a budwiser before sitting down. Stiles enters the kitchen.

"Dad, I thought you were getting a veggie pizza?" Stiles asks.

"No, I said I was getting A pizza." John takes a bite. "Oh, that's good."

"Slow down, dad. You know what your doctor said." Stiles laughs, sitting down across from him at the table. "Okay, you can eat it for now, but you gotta have your veggies."

"That's why I have mushrooms and olives for." John shrugs. "Besides, I've been eating right and exercising like the doctor told me. You also have me taking vitamins and daily fiber, so I decided to indulge myself in a little treat."

"That's where I get that from!" Stiles realizes.

"Where you get what?" John takes a sip of his beer.

"Nothing. Let's just eat." Stiles brushes off the though. She just grabs her a few slices of pizza and cracks open a cold soda from the fridge. That's when Stiles gets another text message from her phone. She checks it to see its from an unknown source.

"I got what you need. Show up tonight at the Club Pulse outside of town and we can make the transaction." The text says.

Stiles looks on. Tonight, she'll be leaving for good. Once she gets the package, she can halt right out of town. That's when Stiles gets out of her sit and goes behind her father and hug him.

"Dad, I love you." She says softly.

"I love you too, princess." John replies with a warm smile.

(...)

Late Night

John is tuckered out. Working at the station and eating the pizza has worked him over. He's in a deep sleep. Luckily, his shift doesn't start for another six hours. Meanwhile, Stiles is gathering her things. She's grabbing all her money, clothes, and belongings and puts them in a duffle bag.

"Damn it." Stiles doesn't want to make noise. She can't bare the risk of her dad catching her packing her bags.

She places her old phone on her computer desk and grabs a new phone that was hidden underneath the money the whole time. She got the phone a month ago and has been paying the bill since while her dad has been paying her old phone bill. Stiles understands that she cannot take her old phone. Otherwise, her father would track her with it.

Stiles zips up and her bag before traveling through the house with it and leaves out the door. She gets in her jeep then heads out after starting the engine. Her father is too tired to hear it and now, she's off.

But there's someone watching. Someone is lurking in the shadow. It's Scott!

"What are you doing, Stiles?" Scott is bewildered by Stiles' actions.

(...)

Club Pulse

Stiles' jeep pulls into a small lot. She gets out of the jeep and walks up the club. The bass from the music is deafening. The club is packed with people. There are people hanging around the outside drinking, laughing in a drunken haze, flirting, and having fun. Stiles just ignores them.

"YO!" A guy calls Stiles, gaining her attention. He's in his 20s, tall, muscular, and has cropped raven hair.

Stiles walks up to him as he hangs out by his car near the alleyway of the club. He just slipped someone else a small baggy of pills, playing it off as a handshake. Stiles ignores the deal, pulling $1500 out of her pocket. The guy reaches in his back pocket to reveal a large white envelope that hides something.

"It's all there." The guy hands the package to Stiles. Stiles checks inside the envelope to see a passport, new state ID, a new license, and birth certificate. She hands him the money and walks away without saying anything. "Pleasure doing business with you."

Stiles hurries over to the lot and gets inside her jeep. She's relieved. Nervousness rushes over her though. She cannot believe that she's about to leave town. Stiles takes a deep breath then heads out after getting in her jeep.

A moment later, Scott charges the dealer. His brown eyes flash red. He's an alpha! The dealer can't get out of the hold. Scott is too strong. There's no way a human can break his hold.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Scott growls angrily. His expression is so sinister and cold.

"Who are you?" The guy says scared.

"What did you just give her?! Don't me ask twice!" Scott is not in the mood for games.

(...)

Dark Road

Beacon Hill Border

Stiles tries to catch her breath. She cries. Suddenly, her foot slams on the break. Scott is standing in front of the jeep. He places a hand out and the jeep comes to a harsh stop after touching the palm of his hand. Stiles is pissed at seeing him, but Scott is as well.

"What the hell?" Stiles jumps out of her jeep after taking off her seatbelt. She goes over to confront the angry wolf. "WHAT THE HELL, SCOTT?!"

"You're running away? Have you lost your mind?!" Scott snarls at her.

"I have to leave. After all, what Derek said was right. I am a burden, so I must leave!" Stiles' words causes Scott's face to become confused.

"A burden? You were never a burden." Scott confesses.

"Well, that's how you and those pack of edgelord assholes made me feel!" Stiles yells. The situation calms down in a silence. "Look, I have to go. Bye Scott." She walks back to the car, but Scott stops her by spinning her to meet her face to face.

"You're not going anywhere." Scott tells her.

"And who's going to stop me?" Stiles folds her arms and cranks her head.

"I will kick your little ass before I let you leave this town." Scott warns her.

"Then come on." Stiles pushes him, but it doesn't do much. "Make your move, boy band. Just because you're a werewolf, doesn't mean anything."

"Stiles I'm warning you!" Scott's eyes flash.

"Make your move, douchebag!" Stiles drops her arms to her sides. She reveals a small hidden blade in her left hand!

Out of nowhere, Scott's growl is changed to a loud painful scream. Stiles has stabbed him in his groin with the blade. The blade is buried deep as blood begins to soak the groin area of his pants. It's been dipped in aconite. Stiles rushes to get into her jeep and drives off, thus leaving Scott to cry in terrible agony.