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While we were waiting for the seven minutes to pass, Allison spoke up:"While we're waiting, why don't you tell us why you're back, Jolene?".

"Why should I?", I laughed,"You certainly don't need to know".

"But I want to", she answered,"I think we all want to know".

My gaze trembled across the room and I looked at everyone. You could tell they all wanted to know.

"Because I've missed my friends", I said sarcastically and with a flick of my finger I opened the door of the room, where Liam and Isaac went, while saying:"Get outta there. It's boring".

Without any protest Liam spun the bottle again and it landed on Stiles and then on Malia. They both left and I was able to hear what happened in there.

Malia certainly wanted to kiss Stiles, but he pushed her away, making Malia frown:"Why are you so weird ever since Jolene arrived?! You don't even want to kiss me anymore".

Stiles didn't answer. So she spoke up again:"What?! Do you have a crush on her or something? I mean she's hot, but I'm your girlfriend".

"Answer me!", she added loudly after he answered her with silence.

"No it's nothing", he shrugged, but Malia could tell that there certainly was something.

She started to shout:"Tell me! You're making me worry!". But he didn't say a thing. It felt as if Stiles didn't know himself what was wrong.

Malia had enough. She left the room and slammed the door. Stiles followed a bit after her. No one questioned their shouting. Everyone knew what was going on.

We spun the bottle again and this time Allison had to leave with Scott, making me smirk. Now this was going to be fun. Isaac used to be jealous about me even though we didn't even had a relationship. I wonder what he was like now.

"Jealous Isaac?", I asked and bit my lip.

He rolled his eyes:"She's over Scott".

"If you say so", I answered. Actually I thought that Allison and Scott had that kind of love that you can never forget. They were beautiful together. I didn't understand, why they broke up in the first place. I had to ask Scott one day.

The whole seven minutes I felt Malia staring at me in a weird way. As if she would attack me any minute. Even if she would have done it, she was no way she could beat me. No one in this room could. Maybe Scott would stand a chance.

The seven minutes passed and both came back. Is looked like nothing happened. Boring, I thought to myself.

But this time the bottle pointed to me and then... to Stiles. I had to take a second look, to prove that it really pointed to Stiles. But it did.

We both left quietly. I didn't want to be in a room with him alone. Somewhere deep inside of me I knew why, but I would never admit it to myself.

I closed the door behind me and leaned my back against it. I watched Stiles walk up and down while biting his nails. He was nervous, even his heart was racing.

"What is it Stiles?", I said surprisingly soft, making him look at me.

"Why are you back? And why have you still your humanity turned off?", the words flew out of his mouths quickly.

I debated if I should answer him, but my mind dragged me back to all the great time I had spent with him and I couldn't just ignore him after all of that.

I snapped my fingers and explained:"It's a spell, so the others wouldn't hear us talking".

He nodded and I spoke up again:"Well first I went to Mystic falls right after that night, where Derek died. I lived there since I came back. Klaus and his siblings tried to turn it back on, but they failed miserably. Then Klaus decided he didn't want me like this anymore and that's why I am back. I guess I had no where else to go. I know I sound pathetic".

"No you don't Jolene", Stiles said with a brief smile,"Not even the original was able to turn you emotions on?".

I shook my head:"He could've compelled me, but I guess he isn't that bad of a person, to force me. This time it's different than last time I turned it off".

"Harder?", he questioned.

"No. I don't really know honestly", I said but then stopped talking. Why was I telling him so much about me?

"Why are you stopping? Are you okay?", Stiles quickly said and moved towards me a little.

"I don't know why im even telling you everything", I shook my head. Why did I tell him this again?

"Actually", he spoke up,"Maybe I know...".

Malia screamed loud, it cut Stiles off:"Why can't I hear them talking?! They're making out! I'm going to take a look I don't fucking care!".

She ripped the door open, but I was already gone. I left Stiles alone with his girlfriend staring at him. I didn't want to leave, but I had to.

I was walking around at night. I couldn't sleep and even if I could, I wouldn't have had a place to stay. I didn't want to go back to my old apartment, because I had no idea what happened with it. My car was certainly gone, so I wasn't able to drive around. That's when I remembered that I didn't ask about my car.

I kicked a stone, that was laying on the street, away. I needed time to think. Why was I so awkward with Stiles around me? I was as if... No that wasn't possible.

It started to rain and the drops of water made my clothes wet. I wasn't even wearing a jacket. I decided it would be best to find somewhere I can stay.

But my feet brought me to Stiles house. I was staring at his blue jeep in front of the house and memories came back to my mind. Stiles was the only real friend I ever had in my life, I figured.

I found my hand pressing the door bell and Stiles dad opened the door, he looked my body up and down with an observing look.

"Hey I am..", I started, but he cut me off:"Jolene. I remember you. I guess you want to go to Stiles?".

I nodded with a smile on my face, because Mr. Stilinski was smiling too, even though I was in dripping wet clothes.

"He's upstairs in his room. But Malia is with him. They seem to be fighting again", he said and added with a smirk:"Better watch out".

"Oh I will", I laughed back and then went upstairs . I was about to knock, but someone ripped the door open.

It was Malia:"We don't need anything Noah!". Then she closed her mouth again.

She finally realized that I wasn't Stiles dad:"What are you doing here?".

"Have you guys been fucking?", I asked with a smirk, making Malia look at me with a dead stare.

Stiles gaze moved towards me and Malia. Then he decided to step between us and speak up:"I guess it's best if you leave, Malia. This discussion is pointless".

"Oh yeah I can tell", she scoffed and walked by me while smashing her shoulder in mine, but I could tell that it hurt her more than it hurt me,"I can see that there is nothing going on between you two".

Then she left and I was standing in front of Stiles in his bedroom. I scanned the whole room. It didn't change a bit since the last time I was here. The bat was still next to his bed. I smiled thinking about the past.

"What is it?", he asked why I was smiling.

"The bat", I said and pointed to it,"You still have it".

"Always", he chuckled,"For self protection".

It was quiet for a moment. I didn't know what to stay, but Stiles found words again:"I'm sorry for Malia interrupting us".

"It's fine", I shrugged,"What did you wanted to say?".

"What is it like with no feelings?", Stiles asked and sat down on his bed.

"It's like you're at peace with your mind", I explained,"Well it used to be like that. But somehow it changed every since I turned it off again".

"Changed?", he questioned and gave me a sign to sit down with him, but I pointed to my wet clothes.

Before I was able to use a spell to dry them, he jumped up:"Wait. I'll give you something dry so you can change".

Stiles moved to his wardrobe and pulled out a flannel of his and blushed:"I don't think I have some fitting pants".

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