On the way home Theo drove, thankfully.

The three of us sat in complete silence.

I was churning everything over in my mind.

The dread doctors.

My brother being a werewolf.

Weird holes in the woods.

So many death's.

Malia freaking out.

Theo.

We'd only just got back onto the road after dropping Malia off when I announced that I was going to be sick.

Theo immediately pulled the car over and I stumbled out, falling to my knees on the grass and throwing up the contents in my stomach.

I felt my hair being brushed out of my face and a hand on my back, rubbing gentle and soothing circles.

"You're okay, you're okay" Theo repeated calmly.

Tears brimmed in my eyes at the feeling of a horrible burning sensation in my throat.

I wiped my mouth, grimacing slightly, before turning back to Theo.

"I'm sorry"

"Honestly, it's fine. Can you stand?"

I nodded as Theo helped me up and back into the car.

"Thanks. Have you got any water?" I asked, my voice scratchy and sore.

"No sorry. My house is a couple of minutes away, much closer than yours. If you wanna stop off there first"

If my throat didn't feel like it was on fire, I would have said no in a heartbeat.

Instead I ended up at the Raeken household.

When I stepped in, I looked around curiously. Unlike a normal family home, there weren't any family portraits.

Or many pictures at all.

"You wanna borrow a shirt?" Theo questioned, snapping me out of my suspicious thoughts.

"What?"

"Do you wanna borrow a shirt considering yours has, well-"

I looked down at my shirt and wrinkled my nose up at the sight of it.

"Uh yeah if you wouldn't mind" I said, feeling my cheeks heating up.

Theo laughed and handed me a bottle of water, which I gratefully accepted, before taking me upstairs into his room.

"Sorry about the mess"

"Not as messy as my room" I offered a weak smile.

"Theo? Are you home?" I heard his mother call out.

"Yeah!" He yelled back, closing his draws and handing me a spare tshirt. "I better go see my parents. You can change in here" he smiled before leaving the room and closing the door shut.

I whipped my shirt off and quickly put his on.

It was quite baggy but it would do.

I sighed and looked around Theo's room.

If Stiles knew I was here he would probably make me do some serious investigating.

And part of me was tempted to.

Yet something about the way he acted tonight. How he saved Malia. How he actually seemed concerned about me, again. It makes it difficult to think that he could be a bad guy.

There was a knock at the door and I almost jumped out of my skin.

"Can I come in?" Theo asked.

"Yeah" I answered folding up my shirt and putting it in my bag.

"Looks good on you" he commented.

I wondered what he was talking about for a moment. "Oh, oh yeah"

"I have a feeling you need someone to talk to" he smiled, sitting down on the bed.

I sighed and sat down cross legged opposite him.

"I'm just worried. Like all the time"

"Oh believe me, I know. You're anxiety is more pungent than Stiles' "

I smiled. "I just- I feel like everyone has somebody. Scott has Kira. Stiles has Malia. Lydia has Parrish. My brother has Mason. And every time I try to talk to someone I just feel like they're not bothered"

"You know they care about you, right?"

"I know"

"And I care about you"

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever"

"No seriously, I do. I care about you a lot. I want us to give it a shot at being friends" he said and it seemed like there was sincerity in his voice.

"You held my hair back whilst I threw up and now you want to be best buddies?"

"I get why you're suspicious of me-"

"Good"

A small smirk played at his lips. "Kara Dunbar, I'm going to do whatever it takes to make you trust me"

I shrugged. "Well, good luck with that"

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A/N

I wrote a whole chapter of kheo, aren't I fab 😂