The Truth..

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It been 3 hours since I dead, Lydia haven't left my side. Stiles and Scott been trying to ask my questions but I don't want to now. Not now

"She is our best friend, how didn't know." I heard Stiles say while I walked downstairs
"We don't talk anymore. Not like how we used to." Scott said back
"We have to help her." Allison said 

Me and Allison haven't talked since that day. I have nothing to say to her

"We need to find out about that thing killing people." Argent said 
"After we take care of Sam" Issac said 
"The thing that is killing people is right up ststais"

"for the last time Lydia or I is not the killer" I said walking so they could see  me
"Says the killer"Ercia said walking towards me."
"You know I could had left you kidnapped back away." I said as I walked over to get an apple
"The killer is Jackson. When Peter bit Lyds I don't know her body got used to it, I guess. As For I, am still alive after being but and clawed, I'm not the killer." I said without looking back at them, and cutting my apple into pieces

I turned around to see them all just looking at  me . Saying nothing, just looking at me. With pity. All with pity, and sadness. Makes me wish I was dead.

"Well, do you know Sam?" I ask myself "WEll, because Jackson been acting weird for months now. And plus he been missing hours of his days. That's how I know guys." They still looking at me "Well, thank you Samantha." I said picking up my plate " No worry Samantha."

"are you okay?" Allison ask me
"Yeah. Sure. I'm fine." I said walking back upstairs.










*2 hours after being dead*

I put my head on Bash lap while he was driving to my house. We didn't talk. I know he wanted to ask me some things, but he knew I didn't want to answer. The car ride was slow, but peaceful. Bash rubbed my head, his fingers trace the teeth marks on m shoulder. He said nothing, he just moved his fingers, tracing my flaws. Bash and Siles had to make Lydia ride with Stiles. Bash just wanted to stay with me. Everything I stop breathing and slowly moves his fingers to my neck to see if i'm alive. I wasn't doing it on potpose, but now it's kinda fun. I felt his heart jump, spreed up, and skip a beat. I love that sound. 

"What's wrong" He ask me when I left my head up 
"Food" I said 
"Okay. Burgers?" He said putting his left hand on my knee
"Please."  I put my right on his left hand 









Lydia put her head on my lap, while everyone left. I watch her as she sept.  Nothing else I can do. After 20 minutes she was still on my lap she was woke. Saying nothing. Just laying on me.





TAlk OF SUDIDE




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