Stiles: My mom died when I was nine.
Stiles: I know it's late (12:34am where I am) and this was very random and sudden to say, but I felt like I needed to get that off my chest, after what you told me about your father earlier. I wasn't going to sleep if I didn't tell you, so there you go. Maybe I can get some sleep now.
Scott: Wow... Stiles, I'm so sorry.
Stiles: It's fine. My best friends, Malia and Isaac, along with my dad helped me through it. I'm over it now. However, I kind of did develop panic attacks because of it though. I haven't had a panic attack in a few months, so that's good.
Scott: That would suck :(
Scott: If you don't mind me asking, how did your mom die?
Stiles: Frontotemporal dementia.
Scott: ;( I'm really sorry ;(
Stiles: It's fine, Scott. Trust me.
I'm okay.
Scott: Well, if you need to talk to anyone about it, I'm here.
Stiles: Thanks, Scotty.
Scott: Yeah, I like that nickname.
Scott: Just between us though.
Stiles: Why?
Scott: It can be our little special connection :)
Stiles: Hehe, I guess so.
Stiles: It's getting late and I have a chemistry test tomorrow. If I want to survive, I should get some sleep. Goodnight, Scott. It's been awesome talking to you as always.
Scott: Goodnight, Stiles! Good luck with the chemistry test!
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Wrong Number {Sciles AU}
FanfictionStiles Stilinski is a nobody. He's just one insignificant dot in this world, let alone high school. At least he has his best friends Malia Tate and Isaac Lahey to keep him company. The three of them take on the world together. Scott McCall is the mo...
