Wake Me Up || Stiles
The nightmares were always there somewhere. Lurking in the back of his mind. The memory of Allison's death, of stabbing Scott. Stiles had inadvertently caused so much pain. No, that was the Nogitsune... But it still all kept him awake at night. So he moved around his room, connecting strings, trying to piece together his latest puzzle when he heard his door creak open. "Everytime I hear that damn thing..." He murmured, rolling out another piece of string. "Alls I hear in my head is 'when is a door not a door'? And then I have minor flashbacks..." He admitted, slowing his unraveling. "I'm still broken. I still feel... Broken."









