he'd been missing for hours, stolen from the lacrosse game in plain sight. after scoring the winning– and only goals of the night, stiles found himself right in the middle of gerard's evil plan.

he was held captive, and beaten only to scare your brother, stiles' best friend scott mccall, as well as yourself.

his father and you had looked everywhere, and just as you had given up hope for the night, his father called you and told you he found him.

you rushed over to his house to which his father of course let you in, and you knocked on his door.

as soon as stiles opened the door, he looked away from you in shame. to your surprise, the side of his cheek was bruised.

"before you say anything, i'm fine. it's nothing."

he shook his head dismissively, his tone quiet and weak.