21. The Day After

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
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"I'm afraid that's just the 
way the WORLD WORKS
It ain't funny, it ain't pretty, 
it ain't SWEET"
-the story, conan gray



























sasha didnt remember much from that night, she had blocked must if it out, but here's what she did remember; derek was dead. he had died when the two were still fighting. she didn't get to say goodbye. she had no family left unless you count peter, which she didn't, or cora, who was planning on moving away again. and now she was sitting in the back of lydia's car, following the whole lacrosse team, stuck in traffic. it seemed crazy but allison dragged her out, claiming that it'll only be worse if she locks herself inside. 
"am i getting too close? i'm getting way too close, aren't i?" allison panicked. 
"that depends. are you just following the bus, or are you planning on mounting it at some point?" lydia asked. 
"yeah i should back off." allison said, slowing down the car. 
"well that also depends, do you mean the bus or the ex boyfriend you're currently stalking?"
"well after what happened..." allison froze looking into the backseat where sasha was listening to music. "i'm not letting him out of my sight.  and by the way this all started when he came knocking at my door."
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lydia phone began to ring, sasha paused her music so that she could listen in case it was something important. lydia answered and held her phone up to her ear. "hey stiles. yeah, we're just about to walk into a movie, you know, taking sasha out and then all the popcorn and-"
"i know you guys are right behind us. put me on speaker"
"yeah okay." lydia put the phone on loud speaker and held out her phone. 
"okay look scott's still hurt" stiles said
"what do you mean still? he's not healing?" allison asked
"no he's not healing. i think he's actually getting worse. the blood turning like a black colour."
"that's not good." sasha spoke for the first time in hours, her mouth dry and voice scratchy. "he needs to get it tend to, like right now."
"we need to get him off the bus." allison agreed. 
"and take him where, a hospital?" lydia asked.