"Malia.. I need to tell you something."
She looks at him.
He smells nervous and worried.
"What is it?"
"It's about your dad.. He wants to move away with you as soon as you come back to him.
He wants you to leave us. Me. Start a new life."
She looks at him, thinking.
He's afraid of her reaction.
She suddenly takes his hands of her waist.
"So Stiles, you really think this is the way you can keep me staying at your house? Are you seriously lying into my face right now, talking bad about my own father?!"
She gets angry.
How dares he?!
What is he thinking??
That's what Stiles was afraid of.
"M-Malia I-"
"No, Stiles. Stop it. He's the only real family member I have left and you want to destroy that? You? The boy I.. I trust the most?!"
Her eyes are filling with tears.
He tries to grab her hand, he wants to explain, but she glares at him with piercing blue eyes.
"Don't. Touch. Me."
She's running around his room, packing her stuff.
"Malia, please." He tries once more.
But she doesn't even listen.
In the doorway of Stiles' Room she turns around one last time.
"That was the least thing I expected from you, Stiles. We're.."
She stops, wiping away the single tear running down her cheek.
"We're over."
And she leaves.
Goes down these well-known stairs, out of the door, out of the well-known scent and warmth.
She transforms in the safety of the night and speeds off into the woods.
Stiles still stands in his room.
It all happened so fast.
After some long moments, finally even the last part of his brain understands what just happened.
He lost her.
His girl.
His Anchor.
The love of his life.
The only thing that keeps him going.
The only one he lets in.
Malia.
She's.. gone.
He slides down against the wall, head in his hands.
'Fuck' he thinks as the tears start to flow.
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A very sad chapter but it just fits my mood rn I'm sorry 🙈
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