Chapter 2: Nothing Will Ever Be the Same

"You will lose someone you can't live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn't seal back up. And you come through. It's like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp."

― Anne Lamott

Beep.. beep.. beep...

Stiles solemnly woke up in the sound of his alarm. If today was just like his normal days before, he would wake up eagerly just to go to school like some small kid on his first day of school, just to see the love of his life, the Lydia Martin. Or to some of his not-so-good days, he would begrudgingly wake up just because he has a quiz in his first period which he forgot to study on.

But everything is different now. Everything make a sudden twist since the day his best friend, his brother, Scott died. To make matter worse, today marks the second anniversary of his death.

He looks to his alarm clock again, and reads it 6:30. His first class starts not until 8 but he intentionally starts the day so early because he has somewhere to go before he officially starts the day.

He took a quick shower and wears his blue hoodie over his white t-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of sneakers. He didn't even bother to have some breakfast anymore and decided to just leave a note for his dad.

Took off early. Gonna visit him before classes.

Frankly, he could just tell this to his dad personally on his bedroom but he knows his dad. He would just tell him some things that would make his heart break more into pieces, if it was even possible and probably make him into tears before he even got to him.

So he just got to his jeep and drive off. It only took 10 minutes for him to see the sign, Beacon Hills Cemetery. It became a familiar sight for him for he regularly visits Scott whenever he misses his brother. He always talks with his grave like Scott is actually there, listening and laughing with his stories. He wanted to always update him for the recent happenings in school and with their friends. He feels that he doesn't want his best friend to miss every single detail that is happening to their lives. He feels good whenever he do this. He feels that at least here, doing this small things, it will help him to pretend that his brother is still alive and just leaving now far away from them and will come back anytime soon.

He put the flowers he bought along the way and sit beside him.

"Hey bro... what's up?" He pauses for a few seconds, gathering all of his thoughts.

"Can you believe it? It's been two years now!" Stiles shakily laugh with it. "I miss you Scott.." his voicing cracking while saying this. "I still don't forgive you bro! You left us so sudden...and in your birthday? Wow! Can't you even been crueler, hm?" He took a pause to wipe a single tear that escaped his eye.

"I know, I know, I'm not gonna cry, okay? It's just a stubborn tear. Anyway, happy birthday! I'll give you gifts other than a flower, if you just choose to stay any longer you know..."

After some serene silence, he looked at his watch and decided that it was time to go.

"Hey, I need to go now. Coach will be angry again with me if I am late again. I actually think he kind of misses you too. We all are. I hope you're happy right now." He gets ready to go when he decided to add something.

"Hey, don't worry I will check up your mom later and I'll come back with the others after school. If you think you could escape from us easily even from the other side, you though wrong my bro! haha So uhm.. See you later! Happy birthday, Scott!"

Fortunately, I got to school five minutes early. I quickly looked for a parking spot and just when I got off my jeep, I heard someone call my name.

"Stiles? Is that you man?" I turned around and saw a boy within my age with a brown short hair, tan skin and a tall, muscular body.

"Hey Stiles! Good to see you're still here huh!"

"James? James Clarren? It's good to see you again man!" He was a former teammate in Lacrosse. He was one of the few from the team that I and Scott got along with.

"Yeah, I'm back and will stay in Beacon Hills again."

"Good to have you man! Did you talked to coach already? He will like you back especially now, you know we greatly need man power."

"Yeah.. so I've heard. You lost your two best players, huh. Jackson and McCall. Hey speaking of, I thought that you and your best friend, McCall are so inseparable so I was really surprised that he left you here. Pity... you still have connection right? Talk with each other? He seemed pretty -" I decided to cut him off for the confusion that I'm feeling right now is unbearable.

"Wait, what are you talking about?"

"What man? You don't know that he moved on now to Mystic Hills? Or so I think. I can't blame the guy though, a lot of weird shit happens here and frankly I think it was way cooler there, If I have a choice, I will move there instead her in Beacon's; a way more peaceful than here. "

"Is this some kind of a joke or something?"

" What? No dude! I am just stating what I saw. And from what I see his clearly, happier now with his new... friends. No offense there bro." Huh? What is this guy saying? Thus he doesn't know anything about what happened? This man really gets in my skin now. To tell these things in his anniversary? It pisses me off so much especially what he last said so I punch him hard in the face.

"Dude! What's your problem?"

"Me? You, man! What's your problem? Pulling a joke on his anniversary?" We are starting to make a scene in the parking lot. People are starting to circle around us, clearly eager to see a fight but before things get any worse, fortunately, Lydia, Allison, Isaac and the twins came to stop us.

"Hey! Stop! Stop already!" Lydia was the one who broke us apart.

"What's the problem of you two, huh?" Isaac get to hold James while Ethan started to do the same to me.

"The shows finished! All of you get out of here. Now!" Ethan said to the crowd, who wanted to enjoy the show and now starting to get to their own way until there were the only ones left in the lot.

"Ask your friend!" James was clearly pissed off also right now. Well I'm more piss than him to care right now.

"Hey, Stiles, what's wrong? It's not normal for you to burst out like that. " Allison worriedly looked at me. Looking at her eyes made me to start feeling guilty and to calm down. I could just by the time our eyes met, she knows that it has something to do with Scott.

"This douchebag made fun of Scott! And today? From all the day of the year!" Lydia started to look at me and look to James.

"Is that true?" She calmly asked her.

"Of course, it is true!" Stiles retorted. All it took for me to shut up is one piercing looking from Lydia. When she was sure that I won't interrupt again, she looked back to James.

"I didn't say anything wrong! I just told him what I saw then this asshole suddenly hit me! What is wrong with him? If he and his best friend have some fall out, don't hit things out on me man!"

"See?! Ohh please God help me I might kill someone now!"

"James, that is not a good joke, okay? Especially today, it's his 2nd death anniversary"

"What? Are you guys crazy?" Then he looked one of us in the face then when he started to realize that none of us looks kidding, he calms down.

"Seriously, that's... that is so impossible! I know what I saw! I know it's him! I promise! I'm not joking!"

Stiles and friends started to look with each other, confusion clearly written on their faces. Then Stiles decided to be one to ask the question all of them want to ask this boy.

"W-what are you talking about? He's dead for two years now…" Allison said, she clearly trying to hold her tears with her voice.

James started laughing. "Okay! That's it. Drop it all guys. I am so done with this. Nice talking with you guys. I am gonna be late now." j

"Wait! James! Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course man! You know me. I saw him. I was in Mystic last, last week for a friend who invited me to his party. Then on my way there, at their school, I saw Scott... In fact he kinda looks different. But I am sure as hell it's him. I tried to call him but a friend call my name, distracted and then when me when I looked back again, he's gone."

"How did you know that it was him?"

"Well, how many Scott look-a-likes would have the same hair and tattoo with him at the same time?" Shocked was all written in our faces.

"Different. you told us that he seemed looked kind of different. How?"

"Like he was... I don't know. More carefree and cooler Scott? He seemed happier and playful. You know he was kinda a little serious before. And he's like-"the sound of the bell, signaling the start of the class, interrupted us.

"Sorry Stiles, I need to go! See you around!"

"Wait James! I tried to stopped him but he was faster than me

"Fuck!"

"And you do believe him?" Lydia asked me.

"Yeah. James' was a good guy. Despite of his little "joke" earlier, I know he's telling the truth."

"Stiles, knowing the truth are different on believing it's the truth."

"I know Lydia! I know!"

Then Allison looked at me and asked, "What are we going to do, Stiles?"

"I am going to Mystic Hills."

AN: As I have said, I did some revisions in some chapter, including this. I decided to move the original next part of this chapter within a later chapter to make everything well and in order. And to give you some ideas to next chapter, it would be a new one, never been posted before. It may or may NOT be about Allison. Well still deciding on that part. Will be updating probably within the next couple days. So I guess see you on the next chapter! Byeeeeeeeee! :)