Scott // Baby, come home.

                                    

                                          
This chapter is based of season 6, part B. If you haven't seen it yet (I'm pretty sure almost everyone has by now, but you never know) it does contain some spoilers. ♡
                          
The hunters were taking over Bacon Hills rapidly. No supernatural was safe anymore. No one could walk the streets and feel safe, no one could trust one another, but most importantly... no one was feeling anything else but fear. Fear was controling the town, and the town was controling the fear. It was a full circle. So when Scott and most of your pack was forced to run and hide for a while, you were... heart broken. Scott has never ran away before. He's always been brave and strong, but now. He's running. He's leaving you here, in Beacon Hills, why he goes off to college for a little while.  The said it was the 'best thing' for you. He said it was to protect you. He said that it wouldn't be for long. But secretly, you knew the truth. You knew that no where would be safe for scott, or you, or anyone. No one would be free again. Not while the supernatural are being hunted... But for you, Scott felt like you were free from being hurt if he left. He didn't understand that being one of the only humans in the pack can take a toll on you. You can't glow your eyes, you cant fully protect yourself, you can't shift into a werewolf. You are limited to what you can do. But one of those only things you can do, is try to get Scott to come back. 

                          
The familiar sound of your phone ringing fills your ears as you wait for Scott to answer your call while pacing your room. It rings and rings but... no answer. Straight to voice mail. You try again. No answer. You try for a third time. No answer. You try again, and again and again. But still no answer. You throw your phone forcefully onto your bed and slid down the edge of the wall. You grip your head in your hands and tugg on your hair, until it burns. You them scream and cry in frustration and pain. Your boyfriend, your love, left you.  He's not coming back for... god knows how long. You continue to cry until your choking amd gasping for air. Your lungs burn and you frantically try to get oxygen into them. The pain subdued as your breaths steadied, and your sobbs turned into hiccups. You glance at your phone warily, and decide to try and call Scott one last time. You move over to your bed and grab your phone and press on the contact. It rings, and rings but still... no answer. You decide to leave a voice mail for him, for when he does check his phone, but for now. Its just you waiting.
                          
'Hey Scotty. I ummm. I miss you. I miss you already which probably sounds really clingy but... its the truth. I miss your smile. And your hugs. Your eyes too. I ahh. I just. I want you to come home. Please come home. I need you. Beacon Hills needs you. Just please baby. Come home.'