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Prologue
They were always too busy for him. Every single one of them; Scott was always busy with his head up Allison’s ass, and recently Isaac. Lydia was too blind to see him for the longest time and when she opened her eyes, it was only as a friend. Erica, Boyd and Isaac only came to him, when Derek ordered them to, to get him to help them with something, a research or just be bait. Even his dad was busy. He was always at the station and when at home, he was always working. He missed his mom. The distance that was forming between the Stilinski father and son was not entirely the Sheriff’s fault though; Stiles admitted that, it was partly his own fault, what with all the lies and the secrets. But everyone else, what was their excuse? They only came to him when they needed his help and were never around when he needed theirs.
So after the incident with Gerard, Stiles had finally had enough. Scott hadn’t told him about his plan with Gerard; he didn’t come looking for him when he went missing. He was busy with Derek and his pack. He was ditched again by his so called best friend. He hadn’t forgiven Scott yet about the pool incident yet and after Gerard, he had enough. He was so sick and tired, and so broken and hurt. Lydia had chosen Jackson again.
His dad has called him a hero; he didn’t feel like a hero. He felt weak and stupid and used, and he hated feeling like that, so that night, when the Sheriff found him in his room, sobbing about wanting out; his father made him tell him about everything. He couldn’t help his son if he didn’t know what he wanted “out” off. So, Stiles told him, about Scott, the bite, Peter, the Argents, Jackson being the Kanima and everything that had happened in the past year. He told his father, how he was always there for Scott but it felt like Scott was never there. His father had listened to him, and when Stiles was done, the Sheriff didn’t judge him or call him crazy, instead he looked at his son and told him that he was hoping he would never have to tell him this but it couldn’t be avoided. He told his son to pack up a few bags and get ready to leave. He was going to staying with a family member on his mother’s side. He’d be staying with his mother’s cousin’s family; with Jean and Chris Granger and their daughter, Hermione Granger.
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