Blame (Thiam TW)

Chapter 8: Realization

TW: self-inflicted wounds

Theo woke up from his own nightmare of Liam dead in his arms to Liam screaming again.

"Liam!" Theo yelled at him to wake him up.

"I killed you," Liam stared, eyes opened wide.

"You wouldn't kill me," Theo hugged him.

"What if they are right, and I just lost control."

"Liam, you didn't kill him; Scott was going to die with or without you."

Liam nodded, "I want to go to school. I can't stay here any longer."

"Okay, we can get you to school if you want, Nolan will go with you," Theo sighed.

"I don't know what else to do."

"We'll figure something out."

Theo watched as Liam pulled himself out of bed, slow without his usual pep. He threw on one of Theo's oversized hoodies and sweatpants. Theo threw on clothes while he was in the restroom to go see if Nolan was awake. The boy was sitting at the island already.

"Are we doing this?"

"Liam's getting ready; I mean it's just Mason and Corey. They would never do anything."

"I know," Nolan sighed, "it's just I thought everything was-was better."

"I asked for a pack," Theo sighed.

"What a pack of three?"

They stopped as they heard Liam climb down the stairs.

"Coffee?" Theo asked.

Liam nodded, taking the mug from his hand.

"Food?" Nolan offered him a protein bar.

Liam just shook his head returning to the dark liquid. Theo and Nolan got something to eat while their eyes didn't leave the alpha out of their sight. They sat there for fifteen minutes in silence until Nolan finally stood up, grabbing his keys.

"Ready?" he suggested.

"I guess," Liam muttered, kissing Theo before heading out the door.

"Call me if you need to be picked up," Theo called out.

"Do we want to go to lacrosse?" Nolan asked, looking at Liam's bag hung over his shoulder.

"I guess we should; I mean we are the captains."

"I know, but I just wanted to-"

"I'm fine, Nolan!"

"Okay," Nolan stopped asking and just pulled out from in front of Liam's house.

Theo stared out the window, wondering what he was supposed to do now. Usually, he worked with Derek tracking hunters, but he knew the last thing the werewolf wanted to see what him. He didn't have to think long until his phone ringing.

"Parrish?" Theo picked up.

"Is Liam at school?"

"They just left."

"Are you at Liam's house, and are you alone?"

"Yes?"

"I'll be over in fifteen minutes, off record."

"Okay," Theo hung up, confused about what the deputy wanted. It wasn't like they were close friends; they just worked together on cases. The hellhound was one of the first people to willingly let Theo talk to him, but his face when he told him what happened seemed doubtful.