𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑; Theo Raeken

𝙭𝙫𝙞. the black mist

"You cut your hair." He blurted, hands raising up to her face, tucking a strand behind her ear as she smiled.

"It was a 3am spontaneous decision whilst crying on the bathroom floor sort of thing." She replied, the boy releasing a breathy laugh.

"You should keep it like that." He told her, as her smile grew wider just a little, eyes narrowing teasingly. "Well, since you like it so much, Theodore, I guess I will." She joked, and Theo's eyes widened at the nickname she used to call him before she died. He thought she had forgotten every good part about him, and she had— she just fell for him all over again.

"You remember?" He asked, brows furrowing as tthe girl nodded enthusiastically.

"It was that night. I remembered you." She explained. He hated the fact that Aurora was his weakness, he hated the fact that she made him soft, and he hated the fact that he was falling hard for her. She was slowly changing him without even realising it. But what he'd hate more is if he lost her— and he knew he would, once the truth comes out.

"What are you two doing here?" Scott asked, interrupting the moment as the both of them sent him and Stiles a pissed off look.

"Thanks for ruining the moment, dick." Aurora muttered under her breath, loud enough for the McCall boy to hear her.

"We still need to graduate?"

"No, no. What you need is to be beaten severely with a lead pipe wrapped in barbed wire. And for Rory here to leave you the hell alone."

"Okay, I'll admit that mistakes were made." Theo replied, ignoring the last part.

"Murders. Some murders were made."

"You know how the Soviets helped us win World War II? They knew how to make it through a Russian Winter." He explained, and Aurora furrowed her brows, not understanding what he was talking about.

"That it? Thank you, Theo. Very informative."

"If you're planning to break Lydia out of Eichen House, you still need to get through the mountain ash. We can make it through, you can't Scott." Theo added, causing more suspicion for the two boys.

"What do you really want?" The McCall boy spat.

"I know you saw the Fresco, two seriously pissed off creatures; the hellhound and the beast, fighting over a pile of dead bodies. I don't want me or Rory to be one of them, it's that simple. I can get you to Lydia, or we'll see who gets there first."

"Yeah, sure. I'm not trusting this little sappy romance thing the two of you have got going on. We'll take our chances." Stiles retorted, sending him a glare.

"Don't be salty just because you couldn't keep me, Stiles. I happen to remember Lydia, I know she used to be my bestfriend, and I know you need our help wether you want it or not." Aurora spat, sending a sickeningly sweet smile before strutting off with Theo, leaving the two boys behind her speechless. The moment she had turned around, the black substance form before started to seep out her nose, and she wiped it off quickly so Theo wouldn't notice.

And it was true, for some reason Lydia was the only person who Aurora shared no bad memories with, her love for the strawberry blonde was so strong she couldn't forget the good parts either.