A/N: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters.
9 Reasons Why
Video 5- Erika
"Erika...Don't be afraid, most of the things I have to say are good things. Not all of them, but most of them." Stiles smiled from the phone and they noticed he was in his room again. They also noticed that it was already destroyed. "Oh this?" Stiles looked around him in mock interest. "Yeah, I had a bit of a temper tantrum a minute ago, thinking about what could have been. Don't worry, it didn't last long. Anyways, I'll start like this Erika. It was sixth grade, you had already had your first seizure at school. It was sunny that day and you sat dejectedly on the swings by yourself. I was on top of the jungle gym and I watched you, not because I thought you were a freak, but because I thought you were beautiful." Erika gasped loudly and everyone smiled at her.
"I was so afraid to talk to you, so I didn't, I know I know, silly of me. By the time I got the courage to approach you you had already decided that you didn't need other people, I only got a few words in before you shut the door. It wasn't long after that I figured out I was gay, but you were always my first crush, the girl with the beautiful eyes and the long golden hair. I still kept an eye on you, as time went on, I wanted to make sure that you were okay, that you weren't being picked on too harshly, I tried to distract as many of the jocks as possible away from you." Stiles smiled sadly at her and she felt the tears on her cheeks thicken.
"You always fascinated me, the way you moved, the way you twitched as you read. The way that your lips would quirk up into a small smile when you thought no one was looking. Like I said, I notice things...So I also noticed that you changed when you turned. You became mean and spiteful and the smile you showed the world was nothing like the one I used to see in hidden corners. I was sad at that, that the girl I was so entranced by had changed so much just with one bite. I understand why you changed so drastically, I can't even spite you for it but...I just wish it had been different." Stiles sighed heavily and Erika choked back a sob.
"When you hit me with a part of my jeep I decided that I would stop looking for the girl that had a quirky personality, that twitched when she read. So I did, I stopped looking for her and I made my mind realize that you were a new Erika. A mean and spiteful Erika, a heartless Erika." Erika was full on hyperventilating now and Derek slowly took the phone away and steadied it, Isaac held Erika as she watched.
"I want to say that I'm mad that you took the Erika I loved and traded her with one I hated. I wanted to yell at you, to scream at you and tell you that you were being stupid, the old Erika was so much better." Stiles glared at the phone slightly and the shook his head ruefully. "But I didn't, just like I didn't talk to you and tell you you were beautiful in the sixth grade. I failed you Erika and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the wonderful friendship we could have had, sorry that I took that opportunity away from both of us." Stiles smiled one more time at the screen and then let out a small snicker.
"But don't worry, I will always be your Batman." Stiles winked at the camera and Erika gave out a choked laugh and then cried harder.
"I'll leave you to compose yourself Erika, because I know your a big softy at heart. Next is Allison. Five minutes." The screen went blank in Derek's hand and he turned to Erika, watched her heart break from so few words. Only Stiles would know how to hurt each of them, in different ways.
Derek stood slowly and made his way towards his car, the pack followed in confusion. He sniffed the air slightly and turned his head in the direction of the woods.
"Derek?" Scott's voice was hesitant as he watched his Alpha scent the air.
"We need to find Stiles' father. I have the feeling that one of these messages will be for him and he's going to need the support. Maybe he'll know where Stiles is." Derek looked at the pack and when they nodded they all ran towards the direction of the smell of Mr. Stilinski and bourbon.
