voluntaryapnea: (head resting on hand worry lost despair)
Stiles Stilinski ([personal profile] voluntaryapnea) wrote in [personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-10-03 02:01 am (UTC)

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[He glares at her, but remains silent and still as she creeps toward him and finally lays a hand on his shoulder. He flinches but doesn't pull away. He doesn't want to acknowledge anything she's said as right or possible because it seems impossible.

Even if it feels right.

His heart is beating faster in his chest now and he grinds his teeth together.

In his mind he can hear Scott's words from the arena echoing. I know you, Stiles. You still are. But Scott didn't know the things that he's done. The things that he's still willing to do.]


Just -- just stop. You're safe here, and I'm not gonna bother you. But leave me alone. I can't help you.

[He backs away from her, a flash of unidentifiable emotion flickering over his face before he turns away.]

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