The sky was becoming heavier and suddenly it began to pour.
I hadnt felt it rain in so many years. I never remember hating the rain but after being sheltered for 6 years i guessed it came natural.
My body being completly drenched I was extreamly grateful when i heard police sirens neering me. The car stops behind me and out runs a man. Instantly I reconise him and just to agree with my theory he says ,
"Im Sheriff Stilinski, why dont we get you inside my car" he throws his arm round my shoulder to shelter the rain. We hurry towards the car "what are you doing out here in the pouring rain?" He asks
"I was walking to Beacon Hills, Sheriff" i ahiver and he nods
"Here-" he says handing me checked shirt "its my sons but Stiles wont mind . Im sure it'll be the closest he'll ever come into contact with a girl" he laughs . I take the shirt gratefully. I throw my old shirt that was probably Blakes on the seat next to me .
I snuggle closer into Stile's shirt it had been too long since i had seen and smelt him . Though at eleven he want the bicest smelling person especially after Lacrosse practice with Scott
"Sweetie-" says the Sheriff dnapping me out of thought "can you give me some infomation about yourself" i gulp down the vomit rising up my throat
"My names-" i cough and close my eyes terrorfied i would blurt out that i had been kidnapped "Blue Herd. Im seventeen and-" i stop not knowing what to say next
"Your parents?" My vision became a little blurred and i began to feel sick again. Should i lie and say they were dead , or missing or lived in England ? I gulp again
"I dont have parent" i simply say and he nods again
"Okay then blue-" he says gripping the steering wheel "i might have to take you back to mine just so that you have somewhere to sleep, then in the morning we can contact some relative and we can go from there , yeah ?" He smiles
"Thank you . Thanks so much , Sheriff" i smile again.
We end up getting food and then im sat in the drive of Stiles' drive. The same drive i played tig on, the same road i played hopskotch on , the same place i net the best people ever , the same block i was taken from all those years back
"Blue, Sweetie- you have the food" the Sheriff says through the window of the car. I climb out of the first car i had been in , in 6 years
"Pops! YOU BROUGHT FOOD!-" Shouts Stiles sprinting down the stairs tripping a few time them regaining balance. Our eyes lock on each others "-and a girl-" he says running his hand through his hair "and in my shirt... dad!" He whines following his dad into the kitchen a little confused
"Its one night"
"She doesnt have parents"
"She was alone"
"Yes, i found her walking in the rain"
Im still planted at the front doortears threatening to spill
"Wheres she going to sleep?" He trys to ask queitly . I didnt know whether i was happy or upset that he didnt reconise me . Stiles emerged from the kitchen
"Do you have a bathroom?" I ask shyly
"Upstairs to the left" he replies
I dont remember getting into the bathroom but when I close and re-open my eyes im laid on the floor
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Fanfiction𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢 Hanna Edwards loved her life especially now her and her best friends Lydia , Scott and Stiles were going into middle school. One day she is taken from her home in beacon hills. 5 years prisioned she is finally told sh...
