CHAPTER FIVE!
↳ Stiles Meeting Jacob.
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Stiles didn't mean to just stand there and watch and listen to the twins, he would have turned back around and gone back into the room he just came out of, not stand there and listen into a conversation that had nothing to do with him.
He couldn't see much of Jacob since the vampire had his back turned towards him standing in front of an upset Grace. He heard some of what was being said and he couldn't help but feel pity towards the vampires he knew nothing about. As fair he heard it was like the twins had no say about being turned into vampires, it just happened because of someone that was meant to love and care for them not kill them and turned them into everyone worse nightmare.
Grace wanted a normal human life like everyone else out there. He could even tell by listening t Jacob that he cared about his sister, all he wanted to do was protect her from all the danger out there in the world.
It still weirded him out how these new people looked like him and Allison, it was even weirder how they just happened to be twins.
Stiles was debating with himself if he should phone Scott to let him know about these new supernatural beings in town. They could have something to do with the disappears of Erica and Boyd, even thinking about that made him feel a little stupid because what would two vampires want with two werewolves. From the things, he read vampires and werewolves don't get on.
He was about to turn and go back to the room only to freeze when he saw Grace staring at him, she was still hugging her brother. He opened his mouth to come up with some sort of excuse to why he was standing there.
Grace didn't look angry at the boy instead she was smiling at him, breaking the hug between her and her brother she moved away from her twin. Jacob didn't even turn around to greet the new person in the room.
"Hey, did everything go alright with your father?" he nodded not knowing how to answer. She smiled once more. "Don't just stand over there looking scared, don't worry we don't bite." she elbows her brother in the side when he laughed. "Let me introduce you to my lovely twin brother Jacob."
Grace again slapped her brother on the arm. "Don't be rude Jac, we've got a guest." she glanced at the teenager. "By the way what's your name?" The one thing she forgot to ask the teenager was his name, it should have been the first thing she asked him.
"Stiles." He cleared his throat when it came out weird. "My name is Stiles."
"Stiles?" Jacob repeated not Grace, he slowly turned around to face Stiles.
Jacob didn't look at all shocked to see him as Stiles did with him. Stiles was looking at him like he saw a ghost.
"What sort of name is Stiles? Is that even your real name or did you just make it up?"
Stiles felt annoyed. "It's my name and why would I make my name up. It's not like it would stop you from killing me."
"He's smart this one, isn't he?" Jacob said to his sister, he leaned back into the kitchen counter looking at Stiles amused. "You are right though it won't stop either one of us from killing you. No matter what your name is or how you look like me. We even don't care if you had someone out there who loves you. That's just who we are heartless monsters."
"Jac knock it off." Grace already knew it was Jacob's way of messing with people getting them to be scared. He rather keeps people at arms lengths, and if he had to scare them then so be it.
"Don't worry Stiles none of us are going to kill you." she gave her brother a look warning him to knock it off. "Ignore my brother, he's only trying to scare you."
Jacob and Stiles contained to stare at one another when out of nowhere Grace clapped her hand's loud enough starling both of them.
Grace could have laughed there and then at how alike her brother and Stiles were but she kept that to herself for now.
"Stiles are you hungry?" she asked the boy. "We don't have any food in the house unless you want some blood." she laughed at the disgusted look on the boy's face. "Of course not. I can order you something."
Stiles shook his head; he wasn't in the mood for food right now. "You don't have food because you don't eat real food right?."
Jacob and Grace exchanged a look with one another, after a second or two the two of them starting laughing confusing Stiles.
"He thinks we don't eat." Jacob stared at Stiles and before he could even blink the vampire was standing right in front of him. "We eat -" he grabbed the boys' wrists, turning it round so he could see the blue veins clearly. "food and people." he smiled while pressed his thumb gently to Stiles' wrist. "I can feel your blood pumping."
Stiles' heart was racing so fast and clearly Jacob heard it from the way he was smiling at the boy, he felt amused with Stiles feeling scared and he could tell by looking at the vampire. He finally could breathe normally again as Jacob dropped his wrist and took a few steps back, although that smile never left his face. It was like he got off on other people being scared.
"Don't worry Stiles I'm not going to eat you."
"What made you think we don't eat food," Grace asked she was now standing beside Jacob.
Stiles glanced between the two and shrugged. "In every book, I've read and movies I've watched about vampires. Vampires don't eat other than blood."
"And they can't walk in the sunlight or look in the mirror," Grace added.
"I wouldn't believe everything you read and watch," Jacob told him
"If you want to know things about anything to do with vampires or anything else then you can just ask us." Grace would be more than happy to answer any questions Stiles had to ask her. "By the look on your face, you have something you already want to ask us."
That was true he did. "How old are you both?"
"Sixteen" the twins answered, not missing a beat.
He couldn't help but roll his eyes a little at them. "Not to quote Twilight or anything." he ignored the little growl coming from Jacob. "But how long have you been sixteen?"
The twins shrugged in sync; Stiles would have to get used to that if he was going to stick around long enough. "You end up losing count after a thousand years," Jacob answered.
A thousand years, Stiles repeated in his head. He now had more questions to ask them and it had nothing to do with the supernatural. He wanted to know about things they've seen. What it was like to live through the years. What their favorite year was and so many more things he wanted to ask.
"It doesn't help to know that the day you turned sixteen was also the day you get turned into vampires," Grace added to what her brother said.
That was also the reason Grace and Jacob gave up celebrating their birthdays, that and there was no point in celebrating anymore.
Stiles watched as Jacob comforted Grace; you can learn a lot from someone if you look at them closely. Jacob was the one you had to look out for and Grace was the one that held them both together.
He couldn't help but think a little about Scott when thinking of Grace and Jacob. Scott was not his blood but he was his brother and best friend all in one. Stiles couldn't see his life without Scott, just like the twins couldn't see their lives without each other.
Stiles noticed something different between himself and Jacob and it had something to do with the vampires' eyes. His eyes were darker than his own eyes. So, if anyone wanted to tell them both apart all you've caught to do is look at the eyes.
Everything was getting too much for Stiles that he had to sit down before he did pass out from everything.
He sat down on the light brown sofa; Grace followed him like she didn't want to leave his sight. Instead of sitting next to him she sat on the coffee table that was in front of the sofa. She narrowed her eyes watching and waiting for him to say something first.
"I'm sorry." he had no idea why he was apologizing and by the looks of it, Grace didn't do either as well. Maybe he felt sorry for everything they had to do though in the past.
"What you apologizing for?" Jacob demanded he glared at him. "We don't want you to pity us. We didn't tell you so that you could pity us."
"Jac calm down." Grace reached over, grabbing her brother by the arm and forcing him to sit beside her. Didn't stop him for glaring at Stiles though. "You didn't mean it that way, did you, Stiles?"
Stiles shook his head so fast that Grace thought he was going to make his self-dizzy while Jacob just thought he would end up giving himself brain damage.
"I've got another question." One that he needed to know. "How come Allison and I look like you two?
"It's weird the only doppelgängers out there we've seen is Katherine and Elena." Jacob said the same thing as Grace did back in the other room "We never thought we would have our own doppelgänger but then again anything is possible in the world we live in."
"Maybe we are related somehow," Stiles said, getting a strange look from the twin. "You know you have other family members out there. Not the ones who are like vampires or anything." Stiles shook his head. "Never mind, don't listen to me I'm not making any sense." that and he's tired.
"Don't worry Stiles we know what you mean," Grace assured him. "What's your family name."
"Stilinski."
Grace had to pinched Jacob hard on the arm to get him to stop laughing. "And what about Allison?"
Why she was asking these questions he'll never know, though he told her what he wanted to know. "Argent."
At the name Argent, both Grace and Jacob sat straighter and had a weird look on their faces like they knew the name Argent. "I'm guessing you know who the Argents are then?"
"You could say that?" Jacob answered he turned to his sister. "I have a weird feeling that someone wanted us to come to Bec Hills."
Grace nodded her head, not taking her eyes from Stiles. "Yeah but who?"
That was the big question, who wanted the twins to end up in a small town like Beacon Hills and why did they want them here. The only way they were going to find the answers they were looking for, is if they ended up staying in Beacon Hills