Invisible String ∴ Stiles Stilinski.

xiv. in a heartbeat

"Stiles, how many do I have?" Amelie persisted, holding out both of her hands in front of him. Shakily, he began to count as she lifted each finger on his command until they reached the number ten.

"Ten fingers," Amelie whispered. "Ten."

Sighing in defeat, Stiles dropped to the ground, leaning on the wall. Scott slowly approached him, Amelie stepping behind him. "What the hell is happening to me?" Stiles whispered helplessly.

"We'll figure it out. You're going to be okay," Scott reassured the boy. "Am I? Are you?" Stiles retorted. "Scott, you can't transform— Allison's being haunted by her dead aunt... And I'm straight up losing my mind."

"We can't do this. We can't—we can't help Malia. We can't help anyone," Stiles sighed, and a part of Amelie broke. She had never seen the boy so helpless before.

"We can try. We can always try."

Standing up, the Alpha turned around abruptly. "I need to go," He whispered. "Amelie, stay with him, please."

"Of course," She nodded. Kneeling down, she sat in front of Stiles, who had his face in his hands. As soon as Scott was out of the room, she grabbed Stiles' hand away from his face.

"Stiles."

"No."

"Stiles, look at me," She insisted. Slowly, he brought his brown eyes to meet hers. "We're going to find a way out of this, I promise."

"What if I can't, Ams?" He whispered. "You heard Kira the other day. The last progressive stage is death. I could literally die because of this."

"Don't let her words get into your head," She furrowed her brows. "Stiles, you know if it ever came down to it, I'd bring you back. You know that, right?"

"Amelie—"

"Even if it meant I'd die," She nodded firmly. "I'd do it. I'd bring you back in a heartbeat."

Amelie couldn't put the look Stiles gave her into words even if she tried, so instead she just smiled softly as he put his hands on top of hers. "Thanks," he muttered.

🥰

To her surprise, this wasn't the last event of her day. After Stiles and Amelie stepped out of the locker room, they were shocked to find out that a coyote — Malia — had sneaked into their school, and almost killed Kira while doing so. To her luck, Scott was there to save her. Now, they were in the locker room where the incident occurred. Amelie sat next to Scott as she watched him listen in on a conversation between Mr Yukimura and his daughter, Kira.

"She was just trying to make friends," Scott muttered, making Amelie purse her lips. The brunette felt for the new girl, she knew how hard it was to make friends. If it wasn't for that day Isaac went missing, Amelie wouldn't have mustered up the courage to go up to Scott and Stiles and introduce herself. She would've still been a nobody.

"Scott," Stiles called out as he approached the two. "I think I know what she was looking for." He held out a disturbing baby doll.

"That's totally not weird," Amelie murmured, narrowing her eyes on the doll in Stiles' hand. "You took the doll from the car?!" Scott exasperated.

"Yeah, I thought you could use it! You know, for, like, her scent—"

"Where did you get that?" A man approached the trio, his eyes wide on the doll. "Where did you find this? It belonged to my daughter." Mr Tate.