Twin Flame

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Josie was hidden safely in a tree, a cat in a tree. Who would have thought.

Every part of herself had been a lie. Not exactly a lie, more like an untold truth since no one could have predicted this.

She had gone on her phone and literally looked up what a Twin Flame was. A soul split in two, only found completion in one another. She also read that they would also share similar traumatic experiences.

Josie had been stuck in Lizzie's shadow for a long time, just like Stiles had been in Scott's when he became the rising lacrosse player and the powerful werewolf.

Both of their mother's dying.

Dark Josie and Void Stiles.

So many similarities between each other's lives.

Then when she finally decided to let go of that trauma and leave her hometown, she had been drawn like a magnet straight into Stiles.

She didn't blame anyone, she wasn't mad at Stiles. She didn't even know if she could physically be mad at Stiles because of the whole Twin Flame thing. A part of her wanted to talk to him. Work out whatever they were going through together. But the other knew that was probably just her soul telling her to become whole with him which also sounded pretty appealing.

A hand grabbed the large branch she was sitting on, and hoisted himself up with ease, then he was sitting in front of her.

Stiles, her supposed Twin Flame.

"Can I help you?" Josie asked.

"That's all you have to say to me?" Stiles replied.

Josie pulled her knees to her chest, the bark tickling her bare feet,"I don't really know what else to say," She admitted softly.

"Guess that's understandable," Stiles said,"I actually came here hoping you would know what to say."

"Then why're you here?"

"I was worried about you," Stiles admitted.

"Why? Because I'm your Twin Flame or whatever that means?"

"No, because you're my friend," Stiles replied, making Josie pause.

"I don't know how to react to this," Josie finally said,"Part of me is still trying to process it, the other is wondering why this happened. It's not like we can just ignore the problem until it goes away."

Stiles's eyes narrowed,"Did you by a chance hear that from Scott?"

"No, why?" Josie asked, confused, then she realized what his expression was about,"You've said that before, haven't you?"

"Yeah. In a completely different situation though," Stiles said,"How about we just start over?" He suggested, and he extended a hand for a shake,"Hi, my name is Mieczysław Genim Stilinski and I'm an Infinite, Lionheart, a ridiculous spaz, and part time badass."

Josie took his hand,"Josette Olivia Saltzman, witch, Lionheart, shy twin, and struggling teenager."

They didn't let go of each other's hands, blue fire danced along the back of Josie's hand, and Stiles's hand filled with ruby-like flames.

"That's gonna take some getting used to," Stiles commented as they finally let go of each other's hands.

"So what does the fire exactly do?" Josie asked.

"Adam told me that it was mostly symbolic, I guess," Stiles said.

"Right, Adam," Josie said,"So they don't burn anything?"

Stiles took Josie's hand again, making the fire appear, and he pressed it against the tree trunk and the wood was not harmed in any way.

"Sorry, for just grabbing your hand like that," Stiles said,"I don't really know where you stand on the whole physical contact consent thing."

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