Fear Can Break ↠ Liam Dunbar [Book 2]

✧Slumber Party✧

Chapter Twenty - One ✧Slumber Party✧

In the past couple years, I've been inside the Beacon Hill's Sheriff Station a couple dozen times. This time was probably the first time I was here on non-supernatural business since my dad had died, however. 

This time around, I was entering the police station with Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski but, for a change, with Hayden Romero. 

My newfound friend was taking me with her to talk to her sister who was one of  Sheriff Stilinski's Deputies. Scott had hatched a plan a few hours ago to keep Hayden safe, but in order to do that she needed to stay at the school overnight. Basically, long story short, there were some kind of telluric currents at school that hindered the Dread Doctors in a way I didn't one hundred percent understand, which left our beloved high school a possible safe place for Hayden. So, in order to protect her, we were going to keep her over night at the school. Telling her sister that would just lead to questions we couldn't answer, so I was with station to give her sister a excuse as to where she was going to be. 

"So, you guys have a project that's going to take all night?" Deputy Valerie Clark questioned, looking back and forth between me and her sister quizzically. 

"Well, not all night," Hayden corrected. "It's just going to take a while and I just thought it would be easier if I just spent the night at Charlotte's house after we were done, you know?" 

Hayden's sister still didn't look too sure so I piped in to help her. "It wouldn't be any trouble. I already asked my m- uh, legal guardian. Sh-she said it was fine." 

My face immediately flushed as my eyes fell to the ground. I didn't know what was worse, the fact that I had awkwardly almost called Scott's mom my mom, or that I had just made the mistake in front of people. And, for some extra uncomfortable points, I had also high-lighted the fact that I didn't have any parents, or even any biological family at all, still either alive or at least in the United States. That subject was one that never ceased to make me feel uneasy, not to mention unequivocally upset. 

Inevitably, an awkward silence had fallen over the three of us. Unable to think of anything to say as everything beside the word 'orphan' had manage to slip my mind, my eyes remained glue to the floor. I must've looked rather crazy with my eyes wide and staring directly downwards, my skin undoubtedly a million shades paler then usual, but seeing as all the insane stuff that had been cluttering my life, it was really high time my outside reflected the demented thing inside of me. 

Time felt frozen, so I wasn't sure if it was minutes or seconds that actually ended up going by, I just knew that it was Hayden who finally cleared her throat. The girl shot a expectant look towards her sister, waiting for the other girl to swoop in and say something. 

"Oh, well, then I guess it's no problem," Valerie said in a soft, kind tone. "Just don't stay up too late, Hayden." 

Giving her sister a thankful smile, Hayden nodded. "Wouldn't dream of it." 

A phone on Deputy Clark's desk began to ring and she rushed to pick it up. While she answered it, my eyes wondered over to another desk, one I knew to belong to one Jordan Parrish. Scott had told me he was trying to rewire some frequencies in some equipment he had in hopes of messing with, so I wasn't really expecting him to be there. Of course, he wasn't at his desk, so I looked back to Hayden.