[ he might have. he's gone back and forth on it, but. right now, at least, he thinks he would have said yes. would have found a way to make stiles be okay with it. ]
You had a choice. You're lying to me. I think I watched you die, that night. I watched you get close to dying, at least. However it works for you. I thought you knew you could rely on me, after that. I thought we had each other. We were going to be family. I would have given you everything I had. Anything and everything. I would've been yours, and you would've been mine.
Feels like that was all just in my head. Feels like there's this whole side of you that I don't know about or understand. You're willing to sign yourself away to someone who gets you high and doesn't seem to care about how much you take. Never would've thought you cared more about drugs and parties than everything real I could have given you. So. I don't know you. I don't know what was real and what wasn't. Doesn't feel like I can trust you anymore. Even if I can -
I've seen a lot of people die, Tate. Not just you. I'm not going to sit around and watch you self-destruct. I don't have it in me to do that again.
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[ he might have. he's gone back and forth on it, but. right now, at least, he thinks he would have said yes. would have found a way to make stiles be okay with it. ]
You had a choice. You're lying to me.
I think I watched you die, that night. I watched you get close to dying, at least. However it works for you.
I thought you knew you could rely on me, after that. I thought we had each other.
We were going to be family. I would have given you everything I had. Anything and everything. I would've been yours, and you would've been mine.
Feels like that was all just in my head. Feels like there's this whole side of you that I don't know about or understand.
You're willing to sign yourself away to someone who gets you high and doesn't seem to care about how much you take. Never would've thought you cared more about drugs and parties than everything real I could have given you.
So.
I don't know you. I don't know what was real and what wasn't.
Doesn't feel like I can trust you anymore.
Even if I can -
I've seen a lot of people die, Tate. Not just you. I'm not going to sit around and watch you self-destruct.
I don't have it in me to do that again.