Eddie felt like her chest was being compressed, unable to expand and suck in more air. She stared at her brother in breathless shock. "You- Y-You- No." Eddie shook her head. "No. No. You didn't-- Tell me you did not disappear, without a word, AGAIN. Not again." Tears filled her eyes, and she wasn't sure if they were from anger or grief or betrayal.
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Stiles swallowed around the lump in his throat and attempted to say something, anything, but no words came forth. His fingers tapped a nervous, guilty rhythm on his leg, and his eyes darted every-which-way.
“I-” He managed, but no more than that. Helpless, unable to think of what to say to his sister - another broken promise, yet again, he’s literally the worst being on planet earth - he just stared at everything and nothing, unable to do much else, having been confronted like this.
Anger, he could have dealt with. He’d have deserved being punched at least once. But this - he’s not good (Stiles doesn’t think he’s ever been that) at this sort of situation.
And he caused it. And so the guilt gnaws, and his stomach churns, nervous nausea - and Stiles swallows, and says nothing at all.