Victoria Stilinski never knew that her long time crush would even look at her let alone hook up with her. Just like she never would have expected that a one night stand with said crush would lead to such drastic changes in her life.
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Chapter Thirty-Nine Bouncy Thing?
Deaton found a way to poison the Nogitsune inside of Stiles, it wasn't a cure but... it kept the fox out of my brother's head for the time being. I hated how this thing had torn apart my life, tore apart my brother. It wasn't fair.
Now, once again, the fox is taking my brother away from me. "Are you sure about this?" I asked from the back seat, leaning forward to place my hand on my brother's shoulder. Stiles placed his opposite hand on top of mine while turning to look at me.
"Do I have a choice?" I frowned, giving his shoulder a squeeze. He let his hand drop and turned to dad, who was driving. "I cant hurt anyone like that, ever again." I shook my head, "that wasn't you, Stiles."
He shrugged, looking down at his hands. "Yeah, but I remember all of it." The car fell silent, each of us falling into our own thoughts. We have to find a way to save Stiles, we just have to. Slowly, the three of us got out of the car.
The Eichen House building looked scary at night, sort of like a haunted house. I went to grab Stiles' pillow from the back seat but, was distracted by the sound of Scott's car. Oh, no. I'm gonna be in trouble later...
Scott hopped out of his car and went up to Stiles. "Why didn't you tell me?" He sounded completely offended to say the least. My dad sighed while looking between the two teenage boys, "because, we wanted to avoid something like this..."
"It's only seventy-two hours." Stiles reasoned. Scott shook his head, gesturing toward the big scary building, "this is the same place where Barrow came from-- the guy who had a tumor inside him filled with flies." Scott shook his head, "you don't know everything yet--"
My dad cut Scott off with a shake of his head, "I know enough. Nogitsunes, Kitsunes, Oni, or whatever they're called." I pulled a face, looking to my dad. "Wow, that was surprisingly accurate. Good job dad."
He sighed, sending me a look before looking back to Scott. I frowned and leaned my head on Stiles' shoulder, my eyes falling closed as I tried to get over the fact that I'd have to part with him again.
Since Stiles has been back I haven't left his side once-- except for him going to the bathroom. I've been sleeping on a couch in his room. I swear it's not weird, I'm just overly worried about him now.
"Scott, I saw an MRI that looked exactly like my wife's... and it terrifies me. I'm headed down to LA tomorrow to talk to a specialist." Scott frowned, "then why are you putting him in here?" Stiles sighed, stepping forward toward Scott.
He began tapping his palm with his pointer finger, his nervous tick. "He's not-- it's my decision." Scott shook his head, "Stiles, I can't help you if you're in here..." Stiles sighed, "and I can't hurt you or Victoria."
Scott took a breath, looking away for a moment. "Deaton's got some ideas... Argent's calling people... we're going to find something. And, if we can't--" Stiles cut him off, "if you can't... " Stiles brought Scott into a tight hug while whispering something to him that we couldn't hear.
