"Blue" calls Stiles through the bathroom door. Swiftly i re-stand and open the door
"Your bleeding!" He exclaims. I spin to look in the mirror and indeed my right cheek was bleeding . He pulls me out the bathroom down the corridor and into his room . He pushes me onto the bed and then hurries away to collect things to clean my face with.
When hes gently dabbing my face i have time to take in his features.
Over 6 years his hair had grown and was now styled into a perfect flick.
His eyes were the same deep brown as they had benn in 5th grade . But now they seemed so much more deeper, like he had seen so many more things . So may more things - without me , i add.
His other features hadnt changed , hjs nose was still cutely up-turned , his hands were still veiny but yet looked so much more larger.
There on the left side of his face near the corner of his lip was a freckle
"How old are you?" He asks still concentrating on my cheek
"Seventeen" i whisper. He pulls back and smiles . I trh so hard not to latch onto his thoughts. It doesnt work and suddenly im swimming through his thoughts about me
I guess shes pretty
What did she do to her face
Did she fall ?
Is she hiding something ?
Has she lied to my dad ?
Am i being too queit ?
Am such an idiot
I laugh out loud and then i realise what i had done and clamp my hand round my mouth.
"Do you have clothes?" He asks sweetly and i shake my head "im going to call my best girl-friend, Lydia and see if she has anyth-"
"Lydia as in Lydia Martin?" I ask ahooting up from the bed and waling to the wall closest to me.
"You know her?" He asks in disbelief
"Hm" i answer fiddling with my fingers . Literally i had lasted an hour undercover. I press ny head against the wall and groan.
When i spin back round Stiles is gone. I latch onto his thought just to make sure he wasnt talking to his dad.
He wasnt.
He was on the phone to Lydia . The girl who knew -or used to know- all my deepest , darkest secrets
"Shes our age" Stiles explains
"What does she look like?" She asks curiously
"Brown hair , blueish eyes" i hear a small gasp. I dont know whether it was aloud or in her thoughts.
"Is she pretty?" Lydia asks
"Quite" he says back shyly
"Oh my gosh. Stiles i know you and she is , isnt she?" She squeals excitedly. My heart warms a little . God did i miss her.
"Whats her name again?" I heard Stiles tap a small tune on the wall
"Blue. Blue Herd" Lydia gasps and this time i know its out loud
"Im coming staright over" she states .
I manage to latch onto her thoughts Its her . Its got to be
I hit my head on the wall again making a photo frame swing on a nail. I rush over to hold it up , terrorfied i would smash it.
The frame had a picture of Stiles, his father and his mother (claudia i remember her being called) in it. They all looked so similar.
To the right hand side was another frame of Stiles and Scott around the age i was taken. Beneth that was another frame
"Thats Scott. Scott McCall . He has been my bestfriend since forever" Stiles says emerging through the door and coming to stand next to me . I kept looking at that picture and the picture above looking at the changes. He points to another picture
"Thats Lydia Martin" he taps a picture of an older version of my best friend
"Wow shes beautiful" i whisper
"She always has been. Look-" Stiles smiles pointing to a older , familiar picture. He traced the frame with his index finger . Another lump forms in my throat. "Thats young scott piggy-backing yound Lydia. It was a dare. Im there too-" he says then clises his eyes and gulps down hard
"When i dared Scott to go piggy back her Lydia had a very beautiful best friend . She looked lonely so i did the same to her and Melissa , scotts mum, had her camera out . That was the start of our friendship. The girl on my back I eh-" he coughed down his tears
"I love her" he turns to face me
"Shes very lucky, Stiles" i say and he shakes his head
"She was taken from me but i still love her" he traced round the girl on his back. He points at another picture, this time it is just a girl in a heart shaped frame, it wasnt just any girl, it was me. The photo is old and was taken by my mother on our back garden. I latch onto his thought again
I do
I love her so much
He turns away
Id do anything to have her back
He leaves the room and I turn back to the picture
"Id do anything to have you back too" i whispered to the picture
"I wish i could smile like that again"
I trace Lydia , then Scott , then Stiles and finally young me on Stiles' back
"This is going to hurt so much.
Im sorry Stiles, i really am"
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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...
