~~Void~~
I decide I should stay until the end of school and we're safely driving home incase Jackson tries anything after school or even between classes. I go back into the building to go to the next class and the second I enter the room I see everyone staring at me.
I ignore it and just sit in my assigned seat. The guy I know as Scott also known as Stiles' best friend like brother says "Stiles. Hey Stiles."
I turn to look at him and he says, "First thing, that was awesome totally epic and second, Jackson is so going to kill you."
I roll my eyes as I turn to face the front and I say under my breath "Whatever." Not long after does the bell ring to signal the start of class and in come the teacher that gave Jackson and I a detention.
She introduces herself "I'm Elizibeth Barron and I'll be your math teacher this semester. I'm also taking over for detention and now let's get class started."
I roll my eyes as I wait for Stiles' name already knowing the reaction regardless over it being written and then I start thinking she might say the first name. I start to feel defensive of Stiles' real first name being spoken aloud in class, and I feel my energy coming through.
I start to burn the closer she gets, and I feel the burning get to my eyes. One more name before she gets to Stiles', and she says "Stilinski."
I feel the heat immediately calm and dissipate as I say "Here." She nods and continues roll call.
I pay attention as best I can know I have to stay for a few more hours before finally letting Stiles out and I don't want to stay here longer than I have to, but I feel Stiles could still be in danger so once he's safe I can rest.
~~After School and Detention~~
~~In the jeep~~
~~Stiles~~
I flutter my eyes seeing I'm in the jeep I see the key already in the ignition and I look around starting the jeep. I look around seeing only one other car and my eyes widen as I realize it's Jackson's Porche.
I start to back out and put the jeep in drive. I press my foot to the gas getting out of there and I go straight home. I open the door to the house and slam it closed, I lock the door and run around throughout the whole house I lock all the windows and any entrance to the house.
I go to my room and lock myself in my room. I finally breath out and I slump onto my bed suddenly exhausted. I close my eyes and I feeling myself drifting when I hear a knock.
My eyes snap open and I get up grabbing my bat as I unlock my bedroom door to make my way downstairs. I then get to the front door I open it as Scott screams at me saying "IT'S ME, IT'S ME, DON'T HURT ME!!!"
I breath out putting the bat down to my side warning him "DON'T Do that! I could have pummeled you."
He responds, "Yeah sorry. Whys everything locked?" I let him in and relock the door admitting "In case Jackson tries to attack me at home."
He nods telling "Yeah good idea." I nod as I ask "Yeah. What brings you?" He answers "Oh, right. Well, you did ask me to come, remember?"
I look down when I realize he doesn't know that I wasn't me but Void and then I realize void mast be trying to help. I smile and say, "Yeah right, come on, I need to tell you something." We go up the stairs and into my room. Once in the room I go to my bed while Scott sits on my desk chair. He rolls it closer, and I take a deep breath before I say "alright I'm just going to say it all then you can ask questions. Alright?" He nods and I begin "After mom died, I took it really hard and so did my dad. He took it the hardest and to help numb the pain he'd drink till he could barely stand.
I was 6 years old when my mom died and if I'm going to be honest, I never thought that I actually lost both parents that day, I even lost myself too. But I'm getting ahead of myself I'll start at the beginning. . . The very beginning. . . . . ."
~~The
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The Void Protector
FanfictionDisclaimer: Has mention and scenes of abuse, drowning and swearing. this will also be mentioned in the author's note and the description is in the author's note as well because it also has mentions of the above. I don't own teen wolf or the characte...