Resurrected| scottmccallwerewolf
Allison had spent a good week coming to grips with the fact that, yes she had died. And yes now she was very much alive. During that week her dad hadn’t left her side, doting on her to the point she thought she’d go crazy. A large part of her knew he was afraid to believe that she was back, and that he might lose her again so she understood and never complained. It also gave her the chance to work up the courage to see Scott, Allison had seen him once from afar in the reserve one night but that was a few days ago.
Heart racing she stood on his front porch, adjusting her jacket for the third time she shook her head. “It’s Scott, he’ll be happy to see you…” Allison told herself as she knocked on the door, just a light tap of knuckles on wood as if she’d changed her mind part way through.