Because I need you. - A Stalia Fanfiction

Chapter 39

He's leaning against a locker.

He's wearing one of his favourite plaid shirts and a black V-Neck under it.

His hair looks clean and soft, styled exactly like she knows it.

His cute moles look just like she remembers.

His eyes are shining in the sun, sparkling in their perfect brown.

His soft lips are parting as he speaks, his perfect teeth showing when he smiles.

His scent lulls her in and it feels so good.
So right.
So familiar.

She has missed him so much.
So damn much.

All she wants to do is run up to him, hug him, feel his arms around her, feel how he holds her tight.

She wants to hear his voice whispering in her ear how much he missed her, how happy he is that she's back.

She wants to feel his soft lips on her own, his breath on her neck.

But no.

There's this girl standing in front of him.

Malia only sees her back - her long, curly blonde hair and her perfect figure.

Caitlin. It's her.

The girl is the one Stiles talks to - the girl he smiles at.

She's the girl Stiles leans in to kiss.
His hand goes up to caress her neck.

Her chest tightens - she wants to growl at this girl.
Rip her chest out.
Claw at her.

He's her boy.

No.
He was.

The second she wants to turn away he looks up.
Suddenly.
Right into her eyes.

And something in his gaze changes.
His eyes soften.
It's almost like - like he looks at her and the feels are overwhelming him.

But a second later it's gone again.
He just turns back to kiss Caitlin like nothing happened.

"Come on." Allison says, her voice sad.

She really had hoped that Stiles would've reacted when he saw Malia.
Do something.
At least say something.

But nothing.

It's so sad to see her once so happy friends falling apart.

She grabs Malias' hand, leading her to class.

She sees the tears in Malias eyes before she blinks them away.

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"We have something."
Scott says.

He texted them all to meet after school because he found something.

Nobody knows what the hell he's talking about so they just stay silent, waiting for him to continue.

Deatons' voice appears from behind.
"She does something to him."

"How can you suddenly be so sure?"
Lydia asks, raising one eyebrow.

"Did you see them in the school hall today?"

Everyone nods.

"I think you all saw when he noticed Malia. Malia, did he react when he saw you?" Scott asks.

"Um, I felt like his gaze softened for a second but I could've imagined it."

"You didn't." Allison says. "I saw it, too."

"But what you didn't saw is, Malia, that Caitlin noticed that, too. She noticed how his gaze softened when he saw you. And you know what she did? She grabbed his hand, the one hidden to you and she clawed at him."

"Clawed?" The pack looks shocked.

"Yes." Deaton continues. "She grew claws. She dipped them into his wrist, just a little bit and suddenly he was hers again."

Malia doesn't know what to think.
Her head spins.

If Caitlin really is supernatural - does this mean that Stiles still loves her?

That he's 'just' under her spell?
Or is he possessed?

God. This is so confusing.

"So, do we know what Caitlin is?"
Isaac asks into the silent round.

"Sadly, no. I studied my books but nobody has ever heard or seen something like her. Never mentioned anything."

"Does that mean we don't know how to help him?"
Malia asks, her voice shaking.

Deaton says nothing.
The whole pack looks sad.

There's no way to help him.

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