Credits To Alexandra Levasseur

In Denial // A Theo Raeken story

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 link below

https://voidstu.tumblr.com/post/185806800855/in-denial-a-theo-raeken-story

On my way to Lydia's house, I received another text.

LIAM: Please understand I had to do it.

I ignored the text, still upset about the issue that occurred earlier today, and continued my drive to Lydia's. Stiles' birthday is tomorrow and Lydia and I need to finish decorating the lake house. I've actually been planning this party for my brother, with Lydia, for a while. He means the world to me. I really hope the current situation doesn't ruin his special day. His 18th birthday.

Actually, Stiles and I have the same birthday. We're twins. Ever since Stiles and I turned five, we decide to have separate birthday parties. Then we got into the conflict of having the party on the actual date of our birth, so we switch off every other year. And I love it.

For the past three months, Stiles has been begging me to convince Lydia to have the party at the lake house. Somehow, Lydia convinced her mom, and now we have a lake house. A much bigger space for a party rather than the usual location, Scotts house.

I pull into Lydia's long driveway and up to her humongous mansion-type house. It's like a castle compared to my tiny, dirty house. The grass looks freshly cut and the bushes, neatly trimmed into little spheres. I get out of my car, opening the trunk. Inside the trunk are two cardboard boxes stuffed to the brim with streamers, deflated balloons, and different variations of party banners.

Lydia aproaches my car with her signature curly, strawberry blonde hair and neat smile.

"Need a hand, sweetie?" She takes a box in her arms and frowns at me. "How much stuff did you bring?" She says. She wears a casual dress with her usual heels. Her dog, Prada, prances out from behind her a jumps on my leg. I pet her on the head for a few seconds and look back at Lydia.

I reply, "Enough for a good party." She snorts and carries the box to the trunk of her car, which also has boxes with snacks and miscellaneous pieces of silverware and paper dishes. I follow her with the second box and I close my trunk, as she does her's.

"Got the cake?" I ask. She opens the door to the backseat and points to a small box holding a delicious looking cake coverd in light blue icing. About the same color as Stiles' Jeep. 

"Of course dear. How could I forget?" She shuts the door, opening the drivers door.

I hop in the passengers side of the vehicle, and we head to the lake house.

Thirty or so minutes later, we arrive.

After two and a half hours of hanging streamers and filling the fridge with snacks, we finally finish setting up for the party. Lydia drives me back to her house, in which I picked up my car and left for my house. I tiredly open the front door, locking it behind me. The time on the clock hanging on the living room wall says nine o'clock.

"Dad, Stiles, I'm home!" No reply. I walk into the kitchen, expecting to see someone, but nobody was there. I run upstairs to check Stiles' room. Nobody either. Upon glancing at his bed, I spot a small sticky note, pressed lightly against the duvet covers. I pick it up and read it.

Hey Ruby, I'm staying at Scott's tonight. Dad told me to tell you he has a late shift again. See you tomorrow!! I'm so excited! Can you believe we are almost 18?! Anyways, love you sis. Cya.

I laugh at the note. Another note to add to the box full I have stored in my room. Nice, I have the whole house to myself.

I walk down the hallway a bit and into my room. I quietly close the door behind me. I turn around and immediately scream. I catch my breath when I realize it's not an intruder but it's just six foot one Theo Raeken.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?! AND MY ROOM! ON MY BED!!" Theo didn't move from his position, sitting  on the edge of my bed.

"I kinda don't have a place to stay." He gives me a shy smile. I've never seen Theo without his signature cocky grin so this was a strange look on him.

"Yeah okay but what made you think you could stay at my house? You know Stiles AND the sheriff live here."

"You were the only one I could trust." He rubs the back of his neck, anxiously, not pointing out the fact he has a black duffel bag sitting on the bed next to him. Theo is the last person I'd ever want in my room, let alone on my bed.

"You have Scott. You have the pack. I have no one. I figured you might be kind enough to let me stay. At least on the couch or in a spare room." His voice was soft as he continued. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. He was right. He has nobody.

"Stiles is staying at Scott's and my dad is coming home late. I can't risk you on the couch but I could get some clean blankets so you could stay in the spare room." He smiled at that. "However," I start, "If my dad catches you, I'm not covering for you."

"Deal." He stands up and grabs his things as I lead him to the spare room.

"Stay here, I'll go get some blankets."

When I got back to the room, Theo was sitting on the bed like before, his bag on the ground.

"Thank you for doing this, Ruby."

"Don't expect it again." And with that, I left him with the blankets, closing the door, and tucking myself into my nice, warm bed. Before falling asleep I think to myself since when am I nice to Theo Raeken? And with that thought, I close my eyes and fall asleep.

Hiiiii. It's em aka rappsmoonlight or voidstu. How are you enjoying the story? I would LOVE to hear feedback or suggestions.  Maybe leave a comment about your predictions on the next chapter. I know not a lot of people are reading this. It's June 22 (a day after I posted the first chapter) I'm going to write often so you can count on new chapters soon. Please please please share with your friends. It would mean the world to me. I love you all sm. Xoxo -em

Word count: 1098 (longer than last chapter)

my phone just autocorrected ’Their’ to ‘Theo’....same

Valentine's Day (Stiles)

Wrote this little short fic a few days ago because I was bored and I figured I would post it.

Warnings: none

Description: Valentine's Day at BHHS with the McCall twins, Scott and y/n.

A/n: kinda sucs but i decided it would be cute for valentine's day. Also this is my first time writing in 2nd person...

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"Scott, we're gonna be late for school!" Mornings are hard when you're Scott McCall. He never wakes up on time. You definitely expected to sit on the counter waiting for the boy for a few more minutes, but Scott was standing ready and the entrance ti the kitchen as soon as you finished your sentence. He holds a huge bouquet of roses in his hands along with a heart-shaped box of chocolates and a white teddy bear.

"Don't worry my sweet sister, I am prepared today." You both head out the door and into the car.

"Are you feeling alright? No fever or anything?" Scott swats your hand away as you try to feel his forehead for a sign of a fever.

"Just buckle up," Scott says, starting the car. "Oh, and happy valentine's day y/n"

When the two of you arrive at school you head to your lockers, which are conveniently next to eachother.

"AHHH" A scream echoes down the BHHS hallways making you fight the urge to cover your ears. Kira rushes down the hallway not even letting the strange stares of other students stopping her from getting to Scott and his handful of gifts. You turn back to your locker and grab your chemistry textbook. As soon as you shut your locker, a face pops out from the other side making you drop your book.

"What the-" You recognize the boy who startled you. Stiles bends down and picks up your book.

"Whoopsies. Totally meant to do that." He laughs making you laugh. "Uh.. happy Valentines day, princess." Behind his back, Stiles holds a small red velvet box. "And this is for my favorite woman."

He hands you the box, and as soon as you open it, you see a gorgeous silver necklace with a heart dangling outlined in tiny rhinestones.

"No you did not. I told you not to get me anything expensive!" Your face is permanently molded into a smile and it feels like it's never going to go away. The necklace must've cost a fortune for Stiles.

"I wanted to get you something extra special to show you how much I love you. Of course, a necklace, no matter how expensive, will never amount to how much I love you, y/n." Your arms find their way around Stiles' waist and you squeeze him like a teddy bear. He smells nice like always. You've learned to remember your boyfriend's scent very well recently.

"I love you, Stilinski." He kisses you and you walk to first period together: chemistry. You have a feeling it's going to be a wonderful valentine's day.

teen wolf, season 6A: stiles stilinski (3/?)

feeling like i did too much

stiles: what’s it called when you kill your friend?

scott: murder

stiles: homiecide

✩ Buddy Daddies »» END ✩

Reblog if you really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really REALLY… love Jean Kirstein!

Nothing will ever reach the cinematic genius of void stiles murdering people in a hospital hallway to the tune of Bad Moon Rising. I’m sorry but television has peaked

“I don’t think i ever stopped loving you, maybe i stopped being in love with you but there is always going to be apart of me that loves you.”