It was weird.
It was weird you know, the feeling of finally being done with my whole revenge plot. It was weird, I felt empty inside but not in a bad way. Kind of..in a lost kind of way. I don't know who I am without the drive for revenge for my family, I don't know how to be a normal person anymore. You know, a person who doesn't crave for blood, who doesn't crave for someone's heart to rip out if it meant getting answers for her parents.
I'm so terrified, I'm scared, I don't know who or what to be anymore. I'm not help to anyone, I'm not a real Alpha, I'm barley a werewolf, and I sure as hell am not anywhere near being a hero. I barley managed to regain control of my shift, sure there are some complicated moments but I always got through them, with Isaac's help but still.
Scott needed a real Alpha to help him with his transformation to an Alpha. But.. he wasn't going to find that help in me. At least not now. I have never been an Alpha to a pack of my own, at least not a real pack.
I don't-I don't know how to help, who to be... I don't, I don't...
How do you be someone you don't know how to be, someone you never thought you could be...?
With the help of the person who made you want to give it all up.
Stiles.
He was the person who made me want to give up my revenge path, I had told him once that we couldn't be in each other's lives because of it. But now, now we could. Even if it was just as friends but somehow.. I have a feeling Isaac would help me move on, i mean if there is ever such a thing as moving on from someone you love more than life itself...
"Stop, your dad's in the next room.." I giggled as Stiles kissed my neck while I flipped us over, moving my hair out of my face to stare down at him. Stiles smiled up at me, grabbing my hips while I bent down to kiss him on the lips.
The kiss was heated, both of our hands moving and grabbing onto whatever we could of the other. I sighed into the kiss, feeling like I was melting. I moaned when Stiles moved his lips from mine to my neck, flipping us over. I couldn't help but laugh at how it tickled as I wrapped my legs around his waist, bringing him closer.
He grabbed my legs, squeezing them while he pulled away from my neck and stared down at me. He had this look on his face and I couldn't help but break into a smile at what he said next.
"I love you."
"I love you too.." I smiled wide, nodding my head and pulling him down for a deep kiss.
Once we pulled away, he winked at me while he started lifting his shirt up and I followed in suit. As soon as I got mine over my head, I tossed it in some dark corner of his room before going to help him take his off. I couldn't help but laugh when his head got caught in his shirt, biting my lip while I brought the shirt over his head and tossed it.
I brought him back to my lips, kissing the crap out of his face before stopping when I realized something changed. I slowly pulled away from him and seeing this blank look on his face.
"Stiles..?" I asked him, whispering while trying to reach up to stroke his cheek but he suddenly started sitting up, backing away. I looked at him confused until I noticed something happening to his neck. I sat up screaming as he grabbed his neck, chocking and gasping for air while his neck started bleeding. I screamed while he continued to chock on his own blood and his throat looked like someone had torn it open.
"Sti-Stiles..? Stiles?" I started crying while I crawled over to him, trying to stop the bleeding. I couldn't stop crying as I slowly listened to his heart stop beating and the color drain from his face, the life bleed from his eyes. I gasped for air, feeling like my heart stopped beating as I stared down at my shaky hands. They were covered in his blood.
I started hyperventilating while putting my hands back to Stiles neck, trying to stop the bleeding but it was no use. He was already gone.
"No, no, no..." I cried while I slowly lifted up my hands, staring down at them. They were completely covered in blood and shaking, I couldn't stop shaking them. I was hyperventilating right now, I felt like I couldn't breathe. Tears were streaming down my face as I shook my head.
He couldn't be dead, he couldn't be dead...
Suddenly, I heard...
laughing?
I looked up confused to see someone standing in the darkness. My face grew hard as I felt my teeth and eyes changing, growling lowly. "I'm going to give you three seconds to tell me who you are and why you killed Stiles before I rip your head off." I growled while the figure slowly stepped into the light.
I looked confused, shaking my head. "What? Wh-why would you kill him?"
I watched as the figure stepped out of the darkness, seeing that the figure in the darkness was actually..
"I didn't kill him at all.." The figure smirked at me. "You did."
"N-no, I would never hurt him.." I argued as I stared back at myself. Why was this happening? This shouldn't be happening.
"Oh but you're a monster, and monsters don't get happy endings.." She smirked at me. "Did you really think it was going to be that easy.?"
I closed my eyes tight trying to focus on waking my self up. This wasn't real, there was no way that this was real. "You're not real, you're not real...this isn't real.." I whispered to myself as I focused on waking myself up.
"This isn't real.."
*
"No! No! No!" I sat up, gasping for air and screaming. I kicked and screamed while I felt a pair of strong arms try to keep mine from trying to scratch the figure that was on top of me, preventing me from moving.
"No! No!" I screamed, tears falling down my face as I kept fighting.
"Savannah, Savannah calm down. It's me." I heard Isaac's voice as I opened my eyes, seeing him looking at me with a worried face. "It's me, you're safe..it's okay..it was only a nightmare, it's okay..you're safe.."
I let out a sharp breath while looking up at Isaac, he had a worried look on his face. I felt my breath get caught in my throat as I shook my head, silently crying. Isaac slowly released my hands while I brought them around him, pulling him into a tight hug and crying into his chest. Isaac wrapped his arms around me tight, running his hands through my hair all the while telling me that everything would be okay.
I kept crying into his chest, muffling my cries while Isaac tried soothing me by stroking my hair and back.
"Which one was it..?" Isaac whispered while I took a deep breath.
"Same one..." I slowly started steadying my breathing. "It-it's like I keep seeing what happened to her but she's replaced with someone that I love..The first time it was you, then it was Scott, then Stiles, then Lydia, then Allison, then Derek..it's a never ending cycle and I can't close my eyes without seeing it all over again. I can't close my eyes without having nightmares.."
Isaac didn't say anything, he just kept quiet while pulling me in close to hug me tight. I closed my eyes, trying to think about anything other than the darkness.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't get the image of mom getting her throat slashed open by Deucalion out of my head. I spent my whole entire life trying to get revenge for her, I finally found her and just like that, I lost her. I couldn't help but think that I spent my entire life, ruined my entire life for someone who didn't deserve it and- and it just felt like my entire life has been a complete waste.
I ruined everything good in my life for something that was snatched away from me in an instant.
I finally finished my path, everything was done and buried and yet...
I still felt lost, like incomplete.
I sighed to myself, closing my eyes tight while resting into Isaac's arms. I felt safe in Isaac's arms, it soothed me to an extent and I listened to the rhythmic beating of Isaac's heart to help me keep my mind off of sleep and nightmares. Even though I had my eyes closed, I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to sleep, afraid I was going to see it all over again. I couldn't get the nightmare out of my mind. Was this my guilt? Was this my subconscious way of telling me that I made a horrible mistake of choosing revenge over Stiles, and now I'll have to live with this regret forever.
I've made a lot of horrible mistakes in my life, but being with Stiles wasn't one of them. Sure, I made a lot of horrible decisions for the sake of revenge and now I'll have to live the rest of my life...knowing that i gave up my life for nothing.
This is what I felt hell would be like for me.
I finally snapped out of my thoughts once I heard the ringing of my alarm going off. I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose before slowly unwrapping myself from Isaac's arms and going to the bathroom. I walked all across the loft, still feeling weird about being here despite both Derek and Peter being gone.
Derek said it was okay if I stayed here, not wanting me to end up on the streets and telling me to look after the place while he was gone. I just didn't know if he was ever coming back, he hasn't written or anything which was weird. I thought I'd at least get one or two texts or calls but nothing.
It was like he disappeared or something.
I locked the bathroom door behind me, turning on the shower before sitting on the bathroom floor. I sighed to myself, wrapping my arms around my knees.
I did this often, not wanting Isaac to see me like this. I did not want to worry him over nothing, I'd be fine. I would just sit here on the bathroom floor, kind of just being completely drawn to myself. Some moments, I did not want to speak or see anyone; not even Isaac. I was broken, I was pretty much useless right now. I was so broken over how my revenge path ended, I kind of didn't know what to do anymore.
Scott, Allison, and Stiles have been experiencing weird things. I hated that there was not anything I could do for them, but i was useless. If I can't even help myself how do I expect to help the others? I can't, it's as simple as that.
I hate getting flashbacks of things I don't want to remember...
It seemed like every time I closed my eyes, I got flashbacks of all the horrible things that have happened in my life. But also a bunch of horrible things that haven't happened, it was weird. I felt like I was constantly living in a nightmare some days.
Isaac helped a lot, just him being there helped.
These past couple of weeks; Isaac's been trying to help me live a normal life, as normal as it can get. We did normal things; we trained together, actually went to see a movie, and even went on a little road trip to the grand canyon. It was a weird kind of feeling, being able to feel a weight on my chest that I knew was a good feeling. I remember that road trip; it was one of the peaceful moments since everything that happened. We laughed and talked and sang along to silly songs that came on the radio the whole drive there. And I remember looking out beyond the canyon, not being able to see what was on the other side. It was truly a breathing taking scene.
Isaac and I spent the remainder of that trip; hiking, spending time together and being able to run freely. It was freaking fantastic and I loved every minute of it. I didn't want that trip to end, I wanted to just stay frozen in that time and not have to worry about when the scale was going to tip against our favor and we'd have to face another supernatural creature trying to kill us all. I didn't want to go back to worrying about everything, I wanted to just stay in that moment and enjoy the peace and serenity that I was actually feeling.. I wanted to stay in this honeymoon phase, this happy phase where Isaac was showing me everything that was good in life. I loved how he was showing me how to find happiness in the little moments, I loved how Isaac was helping me try to figure out how to be normal. Something... I didn't think I could do..It was weird but it was nice at the same time. I didn't think I'd ever get a chance to live a normal life.. but here I am.
You know; whenever I pictured a normal life, a future.. I pictured it with Stiles. I didn't think I'd ever want to live it without him but I am. If it wasn't for him, pushing me and making me open up in ways I didn't think possible... I might still be the closed off girl who came to town with only her best interests at heart. Stiles opened me up, gave me back my will to find happiness post revenge.
I have a lot of regrets in my life but meeting Stiles is not one of them. If it wasn't for him, I don't know what I'd be right now. Definitely not someone who would be enjoying small moments that life has to offer with anyone, even Isaac.
I have a lot to thank Stiles for.. and a lot to repay him for.
I find myself in this moment.. being able to acknowledge even for a moment that I feel happiness in my heart, with Isaac and with life in general..
and I have Stiles to thank for that, for restoring my faith that there is still good left in this world..
I talked to Stiles, we were on good terms now. We agreed to be just friends, which is kind of hard to be just friends with someone you're in love with but that's what we needed right now. We needed to just stay friends, nothing more.
Stiles said he'd wait for me but I don't think he should. I want him to be happy, I don't want him to be unhappy, he needs to move on if he can. Loving someone means caring about their feelings more than your own; and all I care about is Stiles finding a normal girl he can be happy with, someone he can have a chance at a future with.
Loving Stiles has changed my life, it's made it brighter and meeting him finally showed me what it means to care about someone other than yourself. After loosing everyone I've ever cared about, I made a vow to do whatever it took to keep Stiles safe, to never loose anyone ever again. If not being with him..keeps him safe than what's a small sacrifice if it ensures his happiness.
Stiles deserves better than me anyways, someone who can harness a light that's inside of him instead of putting it out. Stiles harness the light that's inside me, but I don't do that for him, at least I can't right now. He deserves someone better, a normal nice girl. You know, someone he can take home and not have to worry about them ripping him and his dad apart. I would never hurt them but that's not the point.
Stiles deserves happiness, he deserves normalcy.
I took out my phone, staring down at Stiles picture before pressing the call button and bringing the phone up to my ear. I bit down on my nails, listening to the ringing from his end until he finally picked up.
"Savannah?" I heard Stiles answer with a sleepy voice.
I sighed in relief, smiling to myself. "Stiles? Hey, just calling to see how you are.."
"Yeah..had another nightmare, what about you?"
"Ye-yeah.." I stuttered.
"You think we'll ever be okay again?"
"I don't know...I am so sorry that this happened to you." I answered honestly as I closed my eyes tight.
"I know...it's okay..it's not your fault.." Stiles whispered to me from the other end.
"It's not okay.." I thought to myself before being torn from my thoughts by Stiles.
"I'm going to get ready for school..I'll see you there okay?"
"Okay.." I sighed before hanging up the phone.
I thought I'd be able to get a normal life after everything was done and over with but that could not be farther from the truth. Truth is, I'm never going to have a normal life. I just have to get used to that idea. . .
Normal for me will only ever be fighting whatever supernatural creature is trying to kill me and all my friends next.
*
I finally took a shower, changing into my clothes for school while walking back to my room to see Isaac sitting on the edge of the bed. I smiled over at him, feeling better from a half hour ago. I walked over to him, placing a kiss on his forehead before picking up my bag off the floor.
I stopped for a second, looking down at my hand and for a second it looked like there was blood on it. I gasped while bringing my hand up to my chest, staring down at it to see that there was nothing there.
I shook my head, trying my best to get the images out of my head. When Deaton said about Beacon Hills becoming a Beacon again, he wasn't kidding. He told us that there was going to be a lot of things being drawn to here, and honestly, I was more scared of Allison, Stiles, and Scott feeling the darkness surrounding their hearts for the rest of their lives.
I knew the feeling of having a darkness surround your heart and I did not want that for any of them. I prayed that they'll be better one day, that it won't taint them. I hoped that the three of them would be okay, that they won't loose who they are along the way...
"You feeling okay?" I heard Isaac ask me as I closed my eyes tight before turning around to face him.
"I'm fine.."
"You sure? We don't have to go to school today.." Isaac tried convincing me but I just shook my head.
"I spent so long waiting until I'd have a chance at a normal life, in this case, semi normal..I don't want to sit around and let more things pass me by.." I smiled while walking over to him, kissing him before we made our way to the school.
*
"You sure you guys are feeling okay?" I asked Stiles and Scott while we stood there in the quad. Scott looked like he was running away from his own shadow while Stiles looked like he hadn't slept. Honestly, they looked like complete shit and how you'd expect them to look after the whole "darkness surrounding your hearts" thing.
"Yeah." They tried lying while I eyed them, giving them this face while crossing my arms in front of my chest. There was no way that they were feeling okay, I knew when they were lying and this was one of those moments. "I know when you guys are lying and I don't need werewolf hearing to hear your heartbeats to tell me you are right now.."
Stiles and Scott both had this defeated look on their faces as they sighed. Stiles shrugged his shoulders, making me sigh as I stared at my two idiot best friends.
"Look, you both are clearly not fine." I reminded them.
Stiles shrugged his shoulders, finally agreeing with me. "Savannah's right. You're seeing things too, aren't you..?"
"How'd you know?" Scott asked.
Before Stiles and I could get another word in, that's when we heard something from behind us.
"Because it's happening to all three of you." Lydia answered, walking over to us with Allison who looked just as spooked as Stiles and Scott.
The five of us walked across the quad into the building, Lydia kind of basking in the fact that she was no longer the one being called crazy.
"Well look who's no longer the crazy one." Lydia pointed out as we walked down the hallway.
"We're not crazy."
"Hallucinating? Sleep paralysis? Yeah, you guys are fine." Lydia replied, sarcasm dripping from her lips. Stiles, Scott, and Allison all looked among each other while I stood next to Lydia.
Scott shrugged his shoulders, looking back and forth between Stiles and Allison. "Well we did die and come back to life. And Savannah watched her mom get her throat slashed open and die in front of her by Deucalion. That's gotta have some side effects, right?"
I looked down, putting a piece of hair behind my ear in an attempt not to look so troubled. I was completely fine at least I was going to be. I didn't need them worrying about me because this wasn't about me, this was about the three of them and how they're handling darkness surrounding their hearts.
I've dealt with this kind of pain before, I would survive like I always have been. Now, we just needed to make sure the three of them would get through this.
Before anyone could say anything else, the bell rang to let us know that we had to head to class now. Stiles sighed, turning to all of us. "Look, we keep an eye on each other, okay?" Stiles clapped his hands before walking down the hall. "And Lydia, stop enjoying this so much." Stiles told her as he walked past Lydia and I.
Lydia smirked, looking above her with a grin. "What?"
*
I didn't see the point of sitting in class, I didn't think it was important at all when all of my friends are being plagued with darkness. Which was proven when Scott almost wolfed out in the school hallway, his eyes turned red and he had to cause himself pain to turn himself back to his human side.
Pain helps keep us human.
Stiles also couldn't tell if he was dreaming or not, he couldn't read anything. He said he was having difficulty reading and now he wasn't sure if he could tell if he was ever really awake. And in class, he said he had fallen asleep but he didn't, he just kept writing "Wake Up" in his notebook. It was getting worse and worse and we needed to find something to help them before Stiles, Scott, and Allison go insane.
Right now, we were all sitting at a table during lunch in an attempt to think of what could be happening to all of them. I was sitting next to Isaac, flipping through a book in an attempt to find something that might help us as he kept one arm around me. Stiles and Scott were sitting across from us with Allison as Lydia sat on the other side of me.
"Okay, so what happens to a person who has a near-death experience and comes out of it seeing things?" Scott asked, being the first to speak up.
"and is unable to tell what's real or not?" Stiles added.
"And being haunted by demonic visions of dead relatives?" Allison added while she was biting the end of her finger tips. If she kept doing that, she would naw off her entire nail.
before anyone could put in an answer, Isaac spoke up.
"They're all locked up because they're insane." Isaac answered, not believing in any of what was happening. I mean, he believed but I think it was a little bit hard for him to process. Isaac didn't have any darkness surrounding his heart, he was good like a special snowflake.
I nudged his side as I wiggled out of his embrace, giving him this look but it was already too late. Stiles and Isaac didn't exactly get along, well to say they didn't get along is putting it lightly. Stiles hated Isaac but he didn't put Isaac in Peter's category which I guess is progress of some sort.
I knew Stiles didn't like Isaac and Isaac didn't like Stiles, I felt horrible. Stiles said he'd wait for me, I tried telling him other wise and we agreed to be just friends. But I still felt bad.
Stiles fake laughed, looking over at Isaac. "Ha. Can you at least try to be helpful, please?"
Oh no, Stiles don't.
"For half my childhood, I was locked in a freezer. So being helpful is kind of a new thing for me." Isaac counter argued, giving Stiles this look.
"Isaac.." I whispered to him, putting my hand on his chest in a failed effort to stop this before it blew up in all of our faces.
"Hey, dude, are you still milking that?" Stiles asked, clearly annoyed.
"Stiles!-" I looked at him shocked, I mean I knew he didn't like Isaac but I didn't think he would actually say something like that.
"Yeah, maybe I am still milking that." Isaac answered, shooting Stiles back a sarcastic look.
I sighed. "You both are being ridiculous."
Isaac and Stiles were about to butt heads again but that's when we were saved by the bell. Well actually more like person. Some Asian girl caring two books in her hands walked over to our table, smiling at us and saying hi. Wait, I recognized her. She was in my science class, her name was Kira I think. Her dad was the new history teacher too and from what I've ben told, she had this look on her face, she was embarrassed.
"Hi, sorry. I couldn't help overhearing what you guys were talking about." She started saying while all of us exchanged confused looks. Well this was awkward. Note to self not to talk about supernatural things at school anymore where just anyone could hear. "And I think I might actually know what you're talking about."
Stiles eyed her weird, giving her this face to continue. "Th-there's a Tibetan word for it. It's called "Bardo." It literally means "in-between state." The state of life and death."
"And what do they call you." Lydia asked, smirking at Kira while looking at her and waiting for an answer as to why she approached us. It was kind of funny, it was like when someone tries to join your clique or something.
"Kira." Scott answered, making Allison look at him funny and Lydia. I could sense the jealousy coming off of Allison as Kira and Scott exchanged small smiles.
Kira smiled when Scott remembered her name and I could tell from just the look on her face and the sound of her heartbeat that this meant something. It was super cute and sweet. I loved Allison and Scott together, they were goals as fuck but Allison broke up with Scott. And I have a feeling this Kira girl and Scott could be good together. She seemed like a sweet girl and Scott deserved someone sweet.
Scott deserved to move on, find someone else if he could just like I want for Stiles. I didn't want him miserable over Allison forever, after all, he's a serious catch. Anyone would be lucky to have him and I don't care if I have to be a wingwoman for him.
"She's in our history class." Scott answered when everyone was looking at him weird, making Kira smile at the ground. Oh yes, yes. I sense a relationship flower blooming. I don't care what anyone says, I am calling this right now.
Lydia just smacked her lips together, twirling a piece of hair as she looked up at Kira. "So are you talking Bardo in Tibetan Buddhism or Indian?"
Kira shrugged her shoulders. "Either, i guess. But all the stuff you guys were just saying? All that happens in Bardo. There are different progressive states where you can have hallucinations. Some you see, some you just hear. And you can be visited by peaceful and wrathful deities."
Isaac stroked his jaw, his perfect jawline you could cut cheese on, as he stared at her. "Wrathful deities?" He asked her as we all looked at her confused. "What do you mean exactly by wrathful deities? What are those?" I added, rubbing circles in his back while we waited for Kira to answer.
"Like demons." Kira answered simply, a small smile on her face. Oh poor Kira, she has no idea that this town is a freaking nightmare before Christmas.
"Demons? Why not." Stiles answered sarcastically while I gave him this look.
"Hold on, if there are different progressive states, then what's the last one?" Allison asked.
"Death, you die." Kira answered as all of us just exchanged looks between each other. This, this was definitely not god. Not good at all.
*
"Sounds like your subconscious is trying to communicate with you." Deaton answered. After school, Stiles, Scott, and I went to the animal clinic to tell Deaton of what has been happening to the three of them. Also about how it was so clearly not good.
"well how do I tell my subconscious to use a language that I actually know?" Stiles asked, explaining how in his dream he had during Coach's class, everyone was using sign language.
"do you remember what the sign language looked like? The movement and placement of the hands?" Deaton asked. We questioned if Deaton knew sign language, well Deaton is just kind of a jack of all trades now, wasn't he?
"you know sign language?" Scott asked.
"I know a little. Let me give it a shot." Deaton said, looking over to Stiles as he started doing the hand gestures from his dream. Deaton nodded his head, spitting out "when" and "door" before asking Stiles if that was the whole thing.
"When is a door, not a door?" Deaton asked, explaining that's what everyone was saying in Stiles non dream.
"When is a door, not a door?" Stiles asked, clearly annoyed at how his subconscious was the Riddler.
"When it's ajar." I answered, looking over at him.
Stiles let out a small laugh before looking over at me. "You're kidding me. A riddle? My subconscious wants to tell me a riddle?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe watching Batman all the time wasn't such a good idea."
"Not necessarily. When the two of you and Allison went under the water, when you crossed from unconsciousness to a sort of super consciousness.. You essentially opened a door to your minds."
We all looked confused. From what Deaton was saying, it did not sound good.
"What does that even mean? Is the door still open in them?" I asked the obvious question.
"Ajar." Deaton replied.
Stiles let out a sigh. "A door into our minds..?"
"I did tell you it was risky." Deaton reminded them.
Oh no, this was bad. This was very bad. If the three of them have a door into their minds and now there were a bunch of supernatural creatures coming to Beacon Hills then this meant anything could get into their minds. They weren't safe.
"What do we do about it?" Scott asked his boss.
"Well, that's difficult to answer."
"No wait a second. I know that look. That's the "we know exactly what's wrong with you but don't know how to fix it" look." Stiles pointed out to Deaton, who's face you could just read that this was not good. A door into your mind doesn't sound like a sunday afternoon walk.
"One thing I do know, is that having an opening like that into your mind, It's not good. You each need to close that door. And you need to do it as soon as possible."
Welp, this went just as expected.
The three of us walked outside, pushing open the door as we sighed to ourselves. We needed to figure out how to help the three of them before things got worse. It's only a matter of time before some dark creature came to Beacon Hills, breaking down the door and entering their minds. It could be lethal and deadly, which meant we needed to bolt those doors shut.
And fast.
The three of us looked up, being slightly blinded by headlights. The car came to a stop and that's when we noticed Sheriff Stilinski getting out of the car. Stiles looked at his dad confused, asking him what was going on.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Stiles asked, confused as to why his dad would be here.
"I'm here because I could use some help." His dad answered, rubbing his hands together before looking over at me and Scott. "Actually...your help."
"Why us?" I asked, exchanging a look with Scott.
"Because eight years ago, almost an entire family died in a car accident. One of the bodies, a young girl named Malia, was never found. There's enough evidence to have me thinking that... that a werewolf could have caused the accident, and then dragged her body away." Stiles dad explained. "If the two of you could somehow get a lock on her scent, if the two of you could somehow help me find her body, it might provide the missing clue."
"And what if it was a werewolf?" Stiles asked his dad.
Well, so much for normalcy I guess. To think all our problems died with most of the Alpha pack and my mom.. Goes to show nothing normal ever happens in Beacon Hills if you know about the supernatural. Looks like we have more ghost stories to prove right.
"Well, there's somebody out there who murdered an entire family. Someone who still needs to be caught."
author's note:
really excited to write 3B && all the awesomeness that comes with it. There's going to be cute moments, defining moments, not to mention a huge one ;D If you guys have an theories on what's going to happen feel free to inbox me haha
also 5B has my mind blown. I still hate Malia but at least there's less of her, Stalia broke up can i get an amen, Sciles D;, just everything. I want to know what the hell is happening with my poor baby Lydia. Stiles needs to get his butt to Eichan House now and save her.
Also another thing to add,
who else watches Arrow or Flash? Because I need someone to cry over my otp with )...:
i'll talk to you beautiful people soon (: