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Chapter 3: Her Suffering

"The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not 'get over' the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same nor would you want to."

― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

Allison is currently writing her English literature homework. It was her tenth time trying to come up with a good introduction for her essay but she can't seem to focus on her homework. Her mind keeps wandering so she decided to take a break and go to one of the places she could find her peace - their house's roof.

Scott and Allison always spent their time here whenever they take a break from their "study sessions". She still feels safe and peaceful whenever she's here, for she could still feel his presence on this very spot. She could still feel Scott sitting behind her, his arms around her. She could still feel the warmth emitting from his body and his almost innate need to protect her.

Her mind lingered back to what James told them. He claimed that he saw Scott in a nearby town.

Her Scott, her first love, the love of her life and also the one she lost over two years ago.

They were still not sure if this was some kind of a sick joke or James is really telling the truth, so Stiles and Lydia volunteered to personally check the lead. She wanted to go personally and see it for herself but her friends thought that it was a bad idea as they've seen how Scott's death affected her. They don't want her to have this false hope that could further shutter her broken heart. She was the one took the hardest blow with the sudden death of Scott. They thought that she was beginning to accept his death and now this?

But the truth is, if anything, she feels like she's getting worse.

From the others, it may appear that she was slowly recovering from the loss, like she was slowly getting all the pieces of her old self back together.

But she thought different.

She thinks that she would never be herself again.

How could she?

If one of the most important part of herself; the piece that she gave to Scott, were gone.

Some says that time heals all types of wound but she doesn't know if this kind of pain and hurt that she was feeling for the past two years would be gone in the mere future. She still feels the agony like it happened yesterday.

She never told any single soul about how she was still feeling about the tragic event. No one knows that she still dreams of him every single night and she still cries for him every time she woke up from those dreadful dreams.

She misses him so bad.

There was never a day that would pass by, where she didn't think about him. She started to keep these feelings to herself when a year passed by since his death. She doesn't want her loved ones to constantly worry about her anymore like she would break anytime soon so she kept and kept every single tear with herself. Also, she knows that if this happened to Scott instead, he would do the same thing. He wouldn't burden his loved ones with pain he was feeling. He never had. He never realized this but he was the anchor of everyone. He put us all together. He was always there to help and protect them from all the danger that we faced. And now he was gone, all that is left from us is ourselves and his memories.

She knows that Scott would never want to see her like this but she couldn't help to. God knows she tried, she really tried so hard to be herself again but she couldn't. Not after he left her so unprepared and so sudden.

She promised to Scott's grave that she would be strong and will continue to fight for him. She would fight to survive every single day she would spend without him. She would continue to live for Scott. She would continue to protect their friends like Scott always did even until he died.

Her thought was suddenly disrupted when her phone suddenly ring. She looked on the caller id. It was Lydia. She took a shaking breath and answered the phone.

"I think we found him. He's... he's alive, Allison! He's alive..."

That's all it takes for her tears she's been holding to freely flow with her eyes. Her first love is alive.

A/N: Hello everyone! I know... it was such a short chapter but I'll try to do better next chapter. Anyway, so how was it? Could you please tell me at the comment box below Thank you and see you at the next chapter!

P.S. My lovely readers, don't worry we'll have the action at the next chapter, I promise! ;)