Chapter 1

Note: Stiles is a girl.

When Stiles was five, her mother passed away from sudden car accident. She waited for her to return from the shop, but she never arrived. And then her father came home and told her that mother won't be back at all. She has gone forever, to a place better above.

The weeks after that, Stiles found herself watching her father buried himself in massive amount of alcohol and fast food. Stiles missed the home cooking his mother always made, but daddy couldn't cook much, so she ate the pizzas and take aways with him. Slowly her father got better, and one day he woke Stiles up looking sharp, just like before mother left them for good. At that time Stiles still thought mother went to the sky for a holiday, surely she would return soon. And seeing her father in his uniform, looking smart like before the day mother went away, Stiles pinned her hope and dressed herself in her most favourite dress, the one her mother always said made her look like a little bumblebee. She followed father to the car, excitedly moving her feet as they drove, probably to the shop, to get mother. Mother is coming back!

When they arrived in the daycare, Stiles wondered why the shop has a lot of children inside the compound. Then a lady came over, greeted her and told her father than Stiles would be fine with them. Stiles started to realise something was wrong. When her father rubbed her head and went back to the car, Stiles started crying. No, it was not the shop; Stiles didn't know the new place. Weren't they going to fetch mother? Why does father left her there? Where is he going? But the sheriff drove away, and Stiles' hand was clutched inside the new lady's arm.

Stiles learned that it was the daycare for children. She sat on the chair, wondering whether her father was fetching her mother now. Probably she went quite far, and it was easier for father to go and fetch her without Stiles being around. So Stiles endured the whole day in silence, eyes watching her surrounding while waiting till the time her daddy came back. Stiles was a bit afraid that her daddy wouldn't return just like mummy, but Stiles shook her head and waited for father to get her with mommy on the front passenger seat. Probably mummy would have some sweets for her as well, since she went away to the shop that day.

When finally father came to get her, he looked tired and pale, but he hugged Stiles tightly. Stiles hugged back, but was disappointed when she saw mother wasn't in the car.

"Where is mummy?" she asked.

Her father looked at her funny. And then he kneeled in front of her.

"She is gone, Stiles."

Stiles huffed, her father could be so slow at times, "I know. She went to the shop. Didn't you go to fetch her today? Where is she? Is she at home?"

Her father didn't answer the question until he tucked Stiles into her bed. Stiles was upset all through dinner because she didn't like the take away and she wanted her mother's cooking, but father didn't talk for the longest time and Stiles started to rant about how she wanted mother's lasagne.

"Sorry Stiles. She is gone… forever. I love you."

"What?" Stiles suddenly didn't feel sleepy anymore.

"Mummy is gone forever. She won't be back anymore. She is now living with the angels above."

"But why? Mommy doesn't love me anymore?" Stiles started to cry, "Does she not want to meet me anymore?"

"She loves you, Stiles." Her father cried too, and he hugged her, but she wouldn't hear his excuses. Mother was gone, and she won't come back. Was it because Stiles was bad?

Stiles cried and cried and cried that night, begging her father to tell mummy that she would be good, so please come back. Please tell mummy that Stiles is a good girl, will be a good and pretty and beautiful and good, always good, so please leave the angels and come back home. Her father didn't say anything and just hugged her for the whole night until she slept from exhaustion.

The next morning her eyes were swollen so badly she couldn't open them, and she kept calling mummy to make it better.

She got worse, but slowly she saw that everytime she cried, her father cried too, and everytime she begged him to get mummy home, he drunk a lot, so she stopped. She stopped crying and asking. She handled the crying alone in her room, promising herself that this would be the last night she cried herself to bed, and if mother wanted to come back, she would. If she doesn't, then she wouldn't. Stiles just need to suck it up.

It got better. She obediently went to the daycare, then kindergarten, then middle school. Her father returned to the old sheriff and she learned to take care of herself and him. She cooked, slowly getting better and better. She forced herself to remember what her mother did in the kitchen, then forced herself to remember the taste of her cooking while trying her hardest to imitate the taste based on what she remembered. She tried hard to do whatever mummy did; like putting flowers in the bathroom, getting trashy magazines just to make the room feel less lonely, keeping the garden as good as she could. And slowly, her father reduced his alcohol consumption to almost zero.

It taught her that there are things that she needs to just accept, because she could change nothing about it.

She was diagnosed with ADHD. Stiles thinks it was just because she couldn't stay still—she has a lot of things to do in order to keep the house, father and herself as well as possible, just in case when mother returned. She kept her belief, refusing to understand that death is final.

Her ADHD made it hard for her to get friends. Sometimes some of the girls in the class welcomed her in their group, but with her too active mouth and super fast brain, she couldn't hold a proper conversation about boring stuff of hair do and the boys they hated/liked. She didn't have time for those things. And so, slowly Stiles found himself as the bottom of the social ladder, the outcast that is good for group work (because Stiles is awesome with her research skill) but bad for social friending list. Especially since she is the daughter of the sheriff, making the students more wary around her just in case she reported small crimes they made back to her father (which is truly laughable, since the crime they made as a middle schooler is nothing sort of forgot to bring their textbook or forget to do homework, which is truly unworthy of police's attention at all).

But her belief crashed and burn the day Scott came into her life. Scott came as the new transfer student, and the teacher introduced him to the class. When recess came, some students flock around him, since he was the new factor in school's social ladder and everyone needs to ensure their own place. Scott was thinly and he kept wheezing, so the girls all asked him why. Scott innocently answered because he got asthma, which made several of the girls gave up on him. Then the rest asked about other normal questions like why you moved, and Scott answered it honestly, stating his parent's divorce.

"Oh, we are sorry to hear that," they told Scott, "Do you live with your father or mother now?"

"My mother. She is a nurse in the hospital." Scott answered.

"Well, cheer up mate, at least your parents are still alive, unlike Stilinski's over there." One of the classmate joked. Stiles turned her head automatically, hearing her own name being called.

"Excuse me?" Stiles spoke out. "My parents are still alive."

The classmate turned and shrugged. "Sorry, Stiles. I didn't mean to remind you of your mother..."

"What about her?" Stiles jerked up, ready to fight.

The boy shrugged it off and returned to talk to Scott. Stiles suddenly felt very angry and pulled the boy away, ready to fight. It escalated quickly, with Stiles adamantly defending her parents, until the boy shouted to the whole class that her mother has died in front of the shop due to a car accident. The shop is owned by the boy's family, and they were the one who helped called the ambulance and everything. Stiles screamed her head off about how he was a liar, and they ended up in the principal office.

Both students were reprimanded by the principal and the boy's parents were called. The boy argued with the principal since technically he didn't lie, yet the principal punished him while watching Stiles with pitiful eyes. It unnerved Stiles, who were trying to calm herself down on her chair and gently rocked herself. But the revelation stayed with Stiles. She couldn't keep her head inside the sand anymore. She knew her mother was dead, but she tried her best to keep the hope that one that perhaps she would come back to them. As she exited the principal office, she felt the boy's hand on her shoulder, ready to apologise properly; yet Stiles didn't want to hear the apology, so she ran away to the other direction. She entered the room by the end of the corridor, which thankfully is a library and is empty since it was between class hours.

She hid between shelves of the library, keeping her head between her legs as she crouched down and made herself as small as possible. She wouldn't cry, she promised she has finished crying about it that night. So what if her mother has died now? It has been years and Stiles has done a good job taking care both her father and herself. It was fine, everything was fine.

After a while, she heard the bell rang, telling her that school has ended. She heard someone came and sat beside her, and she felt a hand on top of her shoulder. When she looked up to see, she found Scott, the new student, crouching beside him and smiled weakly.

"Are you alright?"

Stiles didn't know. To be honest she wanted to know it herself. Should she mourn her mother again? But it has been so long ago and she was used being motherless now. On the other hand, she felt like the amount of time she spent crying back then was not enough now that she knew for sure mother wouldn't be coming back. Now that she think back, the brawl she started was rather ridiculous.

"I don't know." Stiles sniffed, blinking her eyes, keeping the tears in.

"You can say it out loud, you know." Scott smiled. "I did it, and it felt way better than keep it in. I … I don't like it when father hit my mother, I don't like it that she always looked tired, and I don't like it when father brought home weird women. But I was afraid to say anything, so I kept it in, and because of that I had asthma, that's what the doctor said. Anyway, I told mother about it one morning, about everything I felt, and the next day she divorced father and now we moved here and she never looked happier. So, I think speaking it out would help. It gets better, trust me."

Stiles bit her lips and started to cry. "I.. I kept telling myself mother will return, you know, probably from somewhere, she just went on holidays… I know she has gone, but I don't know, I just don't want to admit it. I guess.. I guess it was silly of me to be angry at him when he was actually telling the truth…"

Scott shook his head. "No, he was out of line. He shouldn't say that."

"You think so?"

"Yeah. I am sorry about your mother, though."

Stiles nodded. Then Scott grabbed her hand.

"Hi, my name is Scott McCall, what's your name?"

Stiles slowly smiled and shook Scott's hand. "My name is Genim Stilinski, but call me Stiles."

Stiles ended up being Scott's best buddy. And since Scott hang around Stiles, he ended up as the social outcast. Yet Stiles and Scot didn't care. They fastly became best buddy, with Stiles playing over to Scott's place almost everyday and enjoyed the same games with Scott. Slowly Stiles' dad and Scott's mom knew that their only child has gotten a bff, and they encouraged the pure friendship between the girl and the boy.

Sometimes Stiles and Scott went to Stiles' place and Scott would help Stiles cooked and when the sheriff returned back, he would eat with them and then sent Scott back to his place by car. Sometimes Melissa McCall, Scott's mother, took Stiles with her whenever she went shopping on the weekends and helped her choose clothes (but Stiles still used her father's credit card, as her father refused to let Melissa paid for Stiles). In the rare days where Melissa and John both found themselves with day off, they took both children to the park for a picnic or to the water park for a swimming day.

Stiles enjoyed the time of her life. She knew that Scott would be hers forever, and Scott would have her forever. Scott was not as strong or as manly or as naughty as other boys, and Stiles liked that. Scott knew her even better than herself, and she fancied that she knew Scott better than himself. Melissa already has a set of plates for her and a new futon for her if she wants to sleepover, and Scott already has his own room, the empty room beside Stiles' as well as the seat on the left side of the couch in Stilinski's house. Melissa let Stiles helped with cooking when Stiles stayed in McCall apartment and the Sheriff helped Scott to build up some body endurance through morning jog whenever the boy slept over Stiles' place.

Stiles thought there was something slowly budding between her father and Scott's mother, but it was not really important at the moment. What really important is the game she played with Scott, their homework and how to get Scott to eat carrots (which he hated with passion).

When Stiles got her first period, Melissa gently guided her and told her what to do with herself, how precious she is, and how her body would change. How she would grow into a beautiful and strong woman, and how she needs to treasure her body for the one person she love and would be married to. Stiles ended up sleeping while being hugged by Melissa, and Stiles felt guilty when she wished Melissa was her mother. Scott came to school one day with red face, and even though Stiles tried to pry, Scott wouldn't tell why. But the boy ended up talking to Stiles' father, and the next day Scott returned to normal. When Stiles asked her father what it was all about, her father smirked and said it was a boy's problem, just like how girls have their own problems. Stiles asked whether Scott has period as well, and the sheriff blushed before laughing for the next five minutes. But he didn't tell Stiles what happened. Stiles pouted, but she felt happy that Scott shared something with her father.

The bond became deeper and deeper, then suddenly Stiles realised she has grown. Her chests are bigger now, not that big like Lydia's, but still quite evident if she looked down. Melissa helped her to choose bras and panties when they went shopping together while Scott and Stiles' father waited outside, pretending not to notice the obvious lingerie shop in front of them.

Her body changed was followed by change in mentality. Suddenly she was well aware how close Scott was, how his body scent always linger around her clothes, how he is taller than her by just a bit. Scott was still thin and a bit sickly but he got way better compared to when he first moved to Beacon County. Stiles started to realise that she could no longer pretending to not feel it when she put her head on Scott's lap as she read and Scott played the playstation (of course Stiles has finished the game in record time and Scott was very determined to finish the game as soon as possible).

Slowly she felt differently about Scott. How he was no longer the Scott her BFF, but Scott a boy. It felt nice to walk beside him not because Scott was her only friend in the world, but because Scott made her heart went a bit faster. She found herself choosing her clothes more carefully before she went to school, just to ensure she looked decent and pretty enough for Scott. She started to take longer in the bathroom, ensuring that there is no unwanted body hair perking around for people to see. She washed her hair more frequently and sometimes even asked Melissa to help her tied it up in a cute bun or in an elaborate French braid. Scott never noticed, but Melissa has been looking at Stiles differently, as if she was trying to determine what Stiles was feeling.

Stiles really think that it would last forever. Scott and Stiles, together forever and ever. Always the best friend. And isn't it good to marry your best friend, because they knew each other so well. Stiles slowly let herself imagine (in her ADHD mind) what her wedding dress would look like, what would they be (Scott would be a vet and Stiles would be the most awesome marine biologist), where they would live and how they would share a room for college. Scott has entered the lacrosse team while Stiles was in the cheerleading (and they were both benchwarmers), and it was just fun to tease each other from the benches while the clubs practiced. Everything was perfect and Stiles felt very, very comfortable.

And it all changes when Allison came into the picture.

Allison came as a new transfer student. Stiles immediately think that the girl was super pretty and looked super kind, and probably it would be awesome to befriend her. When she turned to share her opinion with Scott, she saw something worrying. Scott looked like he was in a trance, watching every movement Allison made.

When Allison was seated just in front of Scott, Stiles felt for the first time, the dark thrill of jealousy.

Things changed. It was no longer Scott and Stiles. It became Scott moaning about Alison and how perfect she was, to Stiles. Their time together no longer filled with easy banter and games and epic adventures, it became the psychiatric session in where Scott wondering how he would get Alison to see him while Stiles nursed her painful chest while ensuring Scott that he was a great guy and he was the best boyfriend a girl could wish for.

Stiles would then return home feeling dejected and looked at herself in the mirror and compared herself to Alison. They were like heaven and earth, Alison so perfect while Stiles is just normal. It dampened Stiles' spirit, but she kept it cheerful enough whenever her father was at home. She wondered if she was thinner, would she looked as good as Alison? It was silly, but Stiles started dieting and tried her best to get into the cheerleading team. She almost got in, but found herself one step too fast and ended up falling on her own bum. She twisted her ankle that way, and she ended up becoming a benchwarmer again for sure. Her ankle needed total rest for at least a week, so Stiles skipped class for the whole week. By the middle of the week, it felt like the world has stopped moving, Stiles was utterly bored and lonely. Scott hasn't visited him much, and the only time he visited, he updated her with stories about Alison this and that, which made Stiles felt even worse.

By the fifth day, Stiles was feeling sorry for herself when Scott came into her room and asked her to cheer up. He saw that Stiles were truly depressed and finally talked about something else other than lacrosse and Alison. He mentioned about the ghost, murderer and voices from the forest around the County. Stiles perked up, eager to talk about anything other than Alison, so she egged him on and suddenly it felt just right to go and visit the forest themselves. Scott waited as she walked slowly using the crutches borrowed from the hospital.

That night, Scott was bitten and turned into a werewolf.

Things got better for Scott. He became faster, healthier and most importantly, more attractive. Soon, Alison became enamored with him. In the meantime, Stiles worried for Scott immensely, helping Scott to find out what happened with him, and finally researched as much as she could on werewolves and the myth surrounding them. Stiles could research a lot because she was still locked in her bedroom, unable to move too far or too fast without feeling pain from her ankle. Thus, Stiles was so busy in her research and worry that she didn't realise how close Alison and Scott had been.

So she was truly shocked and devastated when she went to fetch Scott the first day she was well enough to driver her jeep and found out that Scott and Allison has become a couple the night before. She was in her jeep, honking to get Scott to come down so they could go to school since they were almost late, and Scott came down with the most obnoxious smile on his face.

"What makes you so happy?" Stiles asked, smirking. Her ankle is better now, and she can walk normally again (even though she couldn't do cheer leading at least for another month).

Scott looked at her with the biggest puppy dog eyes and the proudest grin. "Yesterday Allison agreed to go on a date with me."

"...What." WHAT.

"Allison agreed to go out with me." Scott's grinned became disgusting for Stiles.

"When?"

"Well... when you are still recuperating in the house because of your ankle, I kind of need to make group with somebody else and she offered, so we kind of talked and I got her phone number and we started chatting."

Stiles wanted to bite something. While she was worrying sick about Scott's new condition and couldn't leave her bedroom because of the damn ankle, Scott got closer to Allison. And now they are going out. Why? Why? WHY?

It's not fair.

"Hey, Stiles? Stiles? You okay? You looked pale so suddenly and your heartbeat slowed so suddenly."

"..."

"Stiles? Stiles?"

"...Scott, I suddenly felt sick. I want to go home. Please go to school without me."

"Are you alright? I can send you to doctor now. Or we can call my mom. She is still upstairs, her shift is afternoon today..."

"No, I'll be alright. Just... Just woman's problem. Sorry, I think I need a day off. Would you tell the teacher for me?"

Scott finally agreed and let Stiles drove away her jeep. Stiles didn't look back, trying to keep her eyes on the road, while it became blurry from unspilled tears.

it was then she accidentally crashed the jeep onto Derek Hale.

To be continued.

As you may guess, the continuation will be Stiles trafficking Derek into her room and kept him safe there, while mourning about her lost love. Then something slowly build up between Stiles and Derek, but Stiles was still too hurt from her broken heart while Derek is emotionally constipated. Soon Stiles and Derek found themselves scratching each other's need, which resulted in unwanted pregnancy. This will be followed by Stiles' angst, Sheriff's guilt to not being there when she needs him, her will to get better and Derek's realisation of his own feeling towards Stiles. Then enter Peter to havoc it all.

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