You know this world? This sad, sad little world… It needs you. It needs every last Winchester it can get. And I won’t let one of you die. And I won’t let you sacrifice yourselves. You mean too much to me. To everything. So yeah, you made a deal. A stupid deal. And I broke it. You’re welcome.
Stiles stiffened and began to almost vibrate as anger coursed
through him. He’d been tricked, trick by your lie to cover your tracks, so much
so that he ignored Scott when the pack decided something was off about you.
“Stiles I can explain.” You said quickly and he slammed the
papers in his hands down into your duffle bag.
“You used me.” He mumbled and you shook your head.
“No… I mean maybe to start with but I…!” You started to
explain but Stiles threw his hands in the air and scoffed at you.