RANDOM STORIES IN MY MIND

fanfiction Teen Wolf <Stiles' Sister>

I sit in the wheelchair silently, my throat sore from my screaming. I don't belong here. I'm not crazy. I have nightmares which are just something I cannot explain, I dreamt my mother die before she actually died and things break when I scream. I don't want to, but sometimes I cannot help it. The principal had told my father about my dreams so he told me to pack a bag and brought me here, an asylum. I don't belong here. I can't believe my dad left me here, I thought he loved me but obviously not, he wouldn't believe me "MOM WOULD'VE BELIEVED ME!!" I screamed as I saw my father have to be shown where I was being held, just in case they needed him, I don't know why they would need him. I don't belong here. He slowly turned to look at me, my father that is, and I see the hurt in his eyes that I had caused, my mom died when my twin brother and I were 6 (?) and now we're 8, it is late at night and my father had thought about his decision all afternoon. I dOn't BelONg hErE. The name of this place is Eichen House, or Echo House, a lot of people die here and the only way an underage person can get out is through family of age, a.k.a my only parent/guardian who thinks I am crazy and will get my brother tested for my 'disease'. I DoN'T bELoNg hERe. I don't feel safe here, so many people have died by committing suicide here it cant even be played as a joke, I won't get to see my dad again, and I won't get to see Stiles again... I won't get to visit mom, again. I DON'T BELONG HERE. Mom, I am sorry I have disappointed you, I cannot be strong and I cannot protect my brother from his idiotic ways, I won't be able to stop him from doing something stupid. I'm sorry "I DON'T BELONG HERE!!" I screeched at the top of my lungs before I passed out.

Chap 1

I woke up from another nightmare, my brother hasn't come to visit me over the past 9 years but maybe it's not his fault. The dream had a boy with glowing yellow eyes and fighting some people with glowing red eyes. That doesn't make sense, why would I dream of people I don't know? Who are those people? So many questions, I haven't spoken since my father left me here, my whiskey coloured eyes rake over the room I have been in for so long when there was a knock on my door, I raise an eyebrow and stand up silently "please let us in!!" a voice pleaded so I opened the door... I spent years trying to figure out how to open these doors by picking them. A group of about... idk a few came in and shut the door in a slam.

I look over each person and stop on a boy with familiar features "Stiles! We cant stay much longer" a girl whined "we can't, we haven't found Sophia" my twin had grunted leaning against the wall with eyes closed, an older looking man had looked at me and his eyes widened "she was your identical twin right?" the man staring at me asked and stiles sighed "yea" the man looked me up and down "so, is this a good time or shall I just pretend that you and Scott didn't visit me all throughout my time here?" I roll my eyes and glare in their general direction.

Stiles' head whips towards me and he looks on the verge of tears "Sophia?" he asks and I nod, something moves so I look at over, to see the yellow eyed boy from my dream but as I take a closer look my eyes open more as realisation hits me "Scott?" I whisper and said boy nodded.

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