"Okay, hands on the wheel at ten and two." Kira spoke as Malia managed to keep them all alive on the short drive to an empty road.

"Actually, the recommended position is now nine and three." Lydia spoke up with a tight lipped smile. "At ten and two an airbag would break your thumbs.

"Mine would heal." Malia gave a look of disbelief.

"Save your strength." Lydia gave a small shrug in response. "Nine and three."

"Did you guys know that Sweden and The United States both drive on the right but a lot of other countries, like the United Kingdom, drive on the left." Eli spoke up with a raise of his eyebrows, leaning back against the seat with a nod. "We went once for dads job, only for a week trip though, and my poor mother nearly drove smack into some Brits because she didn't know."

"How do they drive in Paris?" Malia gave an alarming look through the mirror.

"Also right." Eli nodded as she sighed in relief. Malias hands tightened on the wheel, the rubbing leather making Eli shiver. Malia took a breath, starting the engine and taking her foot off the break. She inched forward slowly.

"All right, just ease into it." Kira spoke from the back. Eli grabbed the side of the door, holding his breath in faint fear. Malia had been doing great so far. "Good. Good. There you go."

"Please shut up." Malia spoke quickly.

Kira nodded. "No problem. Shutting up."

Eli gave her an encouraging pat on the leg.

"Malia, I told you, we are not in the UK." Eli spoke as she swerved toward the left side.

"Other way." Kira tried to encourage, a small bump as they rolled off into the grass.

"We are now off the road. Yeah, this is not the road." Lydia shook her head as Malia drove straight toward a phone tower.

"Other way. Malia, please, go the other way." Kira tried to stay positive as the car beeped loudly.

"What is that? What is beeping?" Malia huffed in disbelief. "Eli!"

"It's not me!" he rose his hands in defense. "It's an alarm, you fool."

"The cars telling you not to run into the tree." Lydia spoke quickly as she gripped the side of the door. "Turn the wheel! Malia!"

Malia turned away from the tree just before she crashed into it, the trio all panicking.

"There you go." Eli encouraged her from the back as she got back onto the road. "Good. You're doing good. So proud of you. Just, try to stay on the road this time."

Malia hadn't turned the wheel straight again, staying doing a circle in the middle of the road. Kira cleared her throat. "Okay, sure. Ugh, this is called a U-turn."

"You said turn the wheel." the Tate girl looked in Lydias direction for a moment.

As they continued in a circle a few times, the strawberry blonde spoke up. "Maybe you should press a little harder on the gas."

When Malia did so, both Eli and Kira flew back into the seats. Lydia panicked. "Okay, turn up here."

She jerked the wheel to the side, Eli falling toward Kira as she caught him, the pair grabbing the seats infront of them. "Slowly. Slowly. Go."

"Jesus, Malia." Eli held a hand to his heart, breathing heavy as he leaned back against the seat now. "Du är galen, kvinna."

"What did you say to me?" Malia called, turning her head backwards to look at him, nearly hitting another phone tower as Lydia yelled. Malia turned back around and pulled the wheel to the side.

"I said you were crazy." Eli spoke up loudly, his hand on his heart again. "And it's true. I'd rather you eat me then run me into a cellphone tower!"

"If you don't shut up, I will eat you." she threatened. "Does anyone wanna tell me where we're going?"

"The school. We can finish with parking practice in the lot." Lydia said, looking back at the two to see their relived faces.

"Lydia, we're actually heading downtown." Kira pulled a confused expression when she noticed.

"Yeah, this is where that pizza place was." Malia nodded her head. "Eli drove me."

"Yeah, the schools the other way." the boy said confidently when he noticed where they'd been heading.

"We should've taken a U-turn, shouldn't we?" Kira asked.

"No." Lydia spoke. Her tone came out more calm, like she'd drifted off. "Keep going."

"You sure?" Malia gave a questionable look.

"Yes." the girl said, frozen still. "We're almost there."

As she promised, with a few more turns, the four pulled under an overpass and came across a wrecked van. Climbing out, Eli stood behind Lydia as they saw the bloody hand reach upwards from the limb man. Lydia inhaled. "Call 911."

"You think Lydia's gonna figure it out?" Eli asked, coming back from the shower as his towel dried his hair as much as possible.

"Duh." Malia nodded, crawling into her bed. "We'll know what to do in the morning."

"You don't have to wait for me to fall asleep. You can go to Stiles'." Eli threw the towel into the small hamper in the corner of her room.

"I'm gonna stay here with you tonight." Malia shook her head.

Eli pulled an odd look over his shoulder when he looked at the stuff around her room. "You always stay at his house."

"Well, yeah, but only because I feel alone here." she shrugged with an odd look. Eli grinned at the snow globe he'd given her, sat on her dresser. "I'm not alone now."

Eli picked up his cologne, the one she stole from him, taking a sniff before setting it back down. She gave him a pair of her sweats, which fit, and the pink sweater that he had given her when she stayed with him last year. Eli turned to her with a small grin. "Have you told Henry you don't like staying here alone?"

"I think it'll just upset him." Malia shrugged, scooting over as he crawled in next to her. "I don't mind sneaking out every night."

Eli crossed his leg with a long exhale. "Thanks for letting me stay with you."

"You let me stay with you." Malia shrugged her shoulders. "Plus, this will be easier then going to your window every night anyways."

Eli slowly turned his head with a creeped out look across his face.

"I have to pass your house to get to Stiles' house, so I always go to your window to make sure you're still alive." Malia nodded her head, the look still across his face. "Your heart is a lot calmer when you sleep."

"Probably because I don't panic about everything when i'm asleep." Eli shrugged, pulling the sweater from his neck slightly, not use to wearing a shirt after ten. "My dreams are always really peaceful."

"What do you dream about?" Malia asked, because she wished she could dream like him. "Mine are always bad. Not peaceful."

"Always?" Eli asked her with a small frown, earning a nod. "Usually somewhere when it's just me, alone. Like, sometimes the lacrosse field, and I just sit there. Sometimes it rains. But it's okay because it's never cold. Never actually rains on me either, just around me."

Malia stared at him. "Sounds lonely and boring."

"It is, a little bit." he nodded his head, twisting the hem of the sweater. "But it's calming, reminds me that i'm still me. Being away from everyone every now and then grounds me, doesn't let me get super overwhelmed."

"What about bad dreams?" she spoke up in curiosity, her knee pressing into his. "Do you get those?"

Eli shrugged. "Only every few months."

"What happens there?" she asked him, wanting to know, wanting to know everything. She could read him perfectly when he was awake, but how would she know if he was safe and okay when he was asleep? How would she knew if she needed to wake him so she could protect him from the haunting memories or creations that formed in his brain.

"Everyone is there, on the field with me. But I don't know anyone, and they're all talking but not to me. I can barley move because we're all so close, but i'm looking for someone I knew. Someone that can get me out of there so I know i'll be okay." Eli met her eye, so similar but so different at the same time. "But no one's there."

"When do you wake up?" Malia asked.

Eli shrugged. "Whenever I can't breath."

She heard his heart pick up at the thought of the anxiety dream. Her index finger pressed into the cotton of the pants he wore, hitting his knee. Eli blinked. "What do you dream about?"

"My family." she met his eye. "I always kill them before I wake up. Not always when i'm a coyote, but sometimes. It's all I dream about unless they aren't there. Then i'm killing my friends."

Eli's index finger pressed into her knuckle. "Like Stiles?"

"Like you." she corrected him.

Eli blinked, completely still. "You dream about killing me?"

"Sometimes." Malia admitted, still so blunt but she spoke softer, quieter, calmer. "On the full moon. And you're trying to help me, but I always get you. And when you're dead, I wake up."

Eli waited for her to go on, because she couldn't just leave it there.

"And then I go to school, and i'm freaking out but I know you don't notice it." she continued on, nodding quickly as his face fell. "I just keep looking for you, freaking out thinking that it wasn't a dream but I just thought it was. And then I find you and it's okay after that. I'm fine then."

Eli stared at her, Malias eyes locked to his. "I'm sorry I never noticed."

"I didn't want you to." the girl admitted.

Eli hesitated. "Next time you have a dream like that, you can just call me, so you don't have to worry."

Malia gave a sad, soft smile.

"Is that why you don't want me with you on the full moons anymore?" he asked her with a frown of his brows.

"I don't wanna risk it." Malia admitted, and he understood where she was coming from. "Did that scare you?"

"No." he answered her quickly with a small frown to his eyebrows. "Not at all."

"Because I don't ever wanna hurt you." she said soon after, hoping he knew that. "Every time i'm around you I worry i'm gonna somehow hurt you, and it's the worst feeling ever."

He blinked, shaking his head. "You won't hurt me. I know you too well."

Malia smiled again, nodding her head as she leaned across and turn the lamp off. They laid back, both of their backs with their shoulders pushed together. Eli tired not to touch her, tried not to get into his head too much that he was sleeping next to a girl for the first time. Not to mention that girl was Malia.

"I scared you." she huffed. "I can hear your heart."

"You didn't scare me." he threw his hands over his face in embarrassment. "Sorry. It's not that."

Malia rolled to her side with an odd look, staring at the back of his hands. "What are you freaking out about already?"

"Malia, look away." his voice muffled behind his hands. "I can feel you looking at me!"

She laughed at his tone. "What's your problem?"

He was silent a second, still hidden behind his hands. "I'm turning away from you, don't take it personal, okay? It isn't you. Well, it is, but not in a bad way."

Malia didn't whip the grin off her face, attempting not to laugh as his back faced her. Eli sighed in relief when he felt her lay back down, his eyes finally shutting and heart going somewhat back to normal. Before he even get the chance to get completely comfortable, his body was forcefully pulled backwards on the mattress. Her arms were around him, tightly from her ability that he didn't have, locked tight.

"I hear it again." she grinned, he could hear the smirk in her tone. "Don't be so nervous, I won't bite."

He shut his eyes, trying to calm himself down and scooting back against her slightly, a flushed grin across his face.

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kylie speaks

big spoon unless it's with
malia😩✋🏻

look how pretty though.