𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 | 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 [1]

talk about feelings

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"You know when you're drowning, you don't actually inhale until right before you black out?" Stiles started, "It's called voluntary apnea. It's like no matter how much you're freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won't open your mouth until you feel like your head's exploding. But then when you finally do let it in, that's when it stops hurting. It's not scary anymore. It's - it's actually kind of peaceful."

Ms. Morrell nodded at the teen, watching him anxiously fiddle with his lacrosse stick, "Are you saying you hope Matt felt some peace in his last moments?"

"I don't feel sorry for him." Stiles admitted.

"Can you feel sorry for the nine - year - old Matt who drowned?"

"Just because a bunch of dumbasses dragged him into a pool when he couldn't swim doesn't really give him the right to go off killing them one by one. And by the way, my dad told me that they found a bunch of pictures of Allison on Matt's computer. And not just of her though. I mean, he photoshopped himself into these pictures. Stuff like them holding hands and kissing. You know, like he had built this whole fake relationship."

"Don't even get me started on the notes he had written down about Ryder. He was planning on doing things to her. Bad things. And then he was gonna kill her so she couldn't tell anyone anything." His jaw clenched as he remembered the girls face once she found out, "So yeah, maybe drowning when he was nine years old was what sent him off the rails, but the dude was definitely riding the crazy train."

"And how it she taking it?"

Stiles narrowed his eyes, "She doesn't seem too bothered. She's good at hiding her feelings but we all know she's not okay. Austin hasn't left her side since we found out."

Morrell nodded intently, "One positive thing came out of this, though. Right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, but I still feel like there's something wrong between us. I don't know. It's just like tension when we talk. Same thing with Scott."

"Have you talked to him since that night?"

"No, not really. I mean, he's got his own problems to deal with though." Stiles told her, mind traveling to the look of horror on Melissa's face when she found out.

"I don't think he's talked to Allison either. But that might be more her choice, you know. Her mom dying hit her pretty hard. But I guess it brought her and her dad closer. Jackson? Jackson hasn't really been himself lately. Actually the funny thing is, as of right now, Lydia is the one who seems the most normal."

"And what about you, Stiles? Feeling some anxiety about that championship game tomorrow night?"

"Why would you ask me that? Ah. Uh, no. I - I never actually play. But hey, since one of my teammates is dead and another one's missing, who knows, right?"