𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 [discontinued]

𝖘𝖎𝖝𝖙𝖞-𝖔𝖓𝖊

𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

(btw this is veryyyyy short so i'm sorry about that)

𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔰 𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔟

"Oh my god, Allison," Seline groans, glaring daggers at Isaac, "tell your boy toy that if he doesn't shut up, I will wire his mouth shut." From the foot of her bed, Allison laughs at the comment. Isaac sat in Seline's office chair with a look of disbelief on his face. They were all in Seline's room at the McCall residence because the Angel didn't want to deal with Felice being annoying. They were studying for AP Biology and Seline wanted to throw herself off a cliff.

"You're lucky I love you," Isaac narrows his eyes at Seline, crossing his arms. The girl sticks her tongue out at the werewolf.

Allison snickers at the two's bickering, "you two, one last problem. The subcomponents of biological molecules and their sequence determine..."

Seline thinks for a moment, before a sly smirk grows on her face, "It determines that your mom's hot."

"My mom is dead," Allison deadpans.

"So is mine," Isaac chimes in.

"We should make a dead mom squad!" Seline grins, looking at the two.

"Yes."

"Absolutely."

"Great, so we have us, Stiles, Malia, Derek... god, why do we all have dead moms? It's kind of depressing," Seline scratches the back of her head.

"Trauma builds character," Isaac says, "by the way, what'd Stilinski want?"

"He wanted to spy on Theo," the Angel snickers, "I said no so he dragged Liam with him."

"I can see where he comes from, to be honest," Allison sits up, running her hand through her hair. "After everything we've been through, I'm also a little suspicious of new people."

Isaac looked conflicted but spoke up, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think Stiles might be right. But if either one of you tells him I told you guys that, I'm going to..."

"To what?" Allison and Seline both say at the same time.

"I will... do something... really bad."

Allison and Seline look at each other before bursting out laughing. Isaac's face turns sour, "geez, you guys really know how to bruise a man's ego."

"Stiles?" Seline peeks her head into the boy's room. Scott had called her earlier telling her about his small outburst, it really worried Seline. Theo was not worth stressing over. Her eyes landed on Stiles, who was standing in front of his new and improved glass crime board. 

She walks into the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. The Angel could see a bruise on his hand from when he hit his jeep. A frown tugs on her lips as she walks up to him, "baby..."

Stiles looked at Seline, his eyes showed an emotion she couldn't quite put a finger on, "hi, my Angel." His voice was a low whisper. He reaches out for her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Scott called me-"

"I'm fine," Stiles quickly shut her down, dropping his head to her shoulder, "just need you to hold me, baby."

Seline wraps her arms around Stiles's neck and pulls him closer. Stiles' small breaths hit Seline's neck and his grip tightens.

"Will you stay the night?"

"Absolutely."

Seline knew that she would do anything for that boy. She knew that he would be her downfall.

𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌