Dorothy Elizabeth Darlington stood in her bedroom, with Alexandra Dunbar perched on her bed. Dorothy was packing a small bag for the pack's trip to Mexico, while Alexandra was going on about her crush on Stiles Stilinski. "Isn't it weird that you're in love with my best friend?" Dory turned to Alex.

Alex furrowed her. "Is it weird for you?"

"No." Dorothy shook her head, going back to packing her bag. "I just thought that like maybe you would see that he isn't as great as you think he is."

"Are you trash talking Stiles Stilinski?" Alexandra laugh, sitting up. "You're best friend, Stiles Stilinski?"

"He's actually pretty rude." Dorothy nodded. "And you know he's dating Malia."

"I know." Alexandra sighed. "I just can't help it." Dorothy nodded, sitting down next to her. "It's like you and Lydia. I look passed all their imperfections."

"You've never talked to him!" Dorothy laughed.

"Yeah." Alexandra smiled. "But I hear all the stories you say, and also he's super attractive."

"Well, he didn't used to be." Dorothy giggled, making a weird face. "He used to have a buzzcut, and braces, and he used to run around Beacon Hills trying to be a detective just like his father." Dorothy furrowed her eyebrows. "Now that I think about it, the only thing that has changed is that he is semi-attractive."

"Okay, so he's an adorable dork." Alexandra picked up her phone. "What's wrong with that?"

"Once again, he has a girlfriend."

"I can take her."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Why wouldn't I be able to? She seems like a real pussy."

'She's a werecoyote that could kick your ass.' Dorothy though through that sentence, before realizing not to say it, because she had not told Alexandra about the supernatural world. She knew it was easier to not include her in it.

"She survived in the woods for nine years." Dorothy replaced her sentence, and said it aloud. "And plus, she tries to brawl Scott like every day."

"Okay, that's something I'd pay to see." Alexandra laughed. "So, how are you and-"

"Dory, why are you packing?" Dory turned around to see Daisy Darlington standing in her doorway.

"Squad trip to LA." Dory lied, turning back to Alexandra.

"And you didn't think to tell me?"

"I didn't think you would care." Dorothy sighed, turning back towards her. "You never want me around anyways."

"Dorothy, can you stop being immature for one second?" Daisy sighed, glancing down at her phone as it beeped.

"Can you stop being a bitch for one second?" Dorothy shot back. She was done with her mother's shit.

"I wish you were more like your brother." Daisy sighed, shaking her head. "At least he is able to survive without being an asshole to everyone who tries to be nice to them."

"I'm not an asshole to the people who actually care about me, like Dad." Dorothy crossed her arms.

Daisy ignored her. "Darion plays sports, he helps me out, he is popular, and-"

"Let me guess," Dorothy sighed, "he's not gay." Daisy looked down at her hands. "You don't even know anything about Darion. He gets bullied every day, but wants to make you happy. He's lied to you every day to keep you from getting upset. That's how much he loves you, and you don't even give a flying fuck, because you're a pussy."

"Don't you dare call me that name."

"Oh, why don't you just go fuck another lacrosse coach." Dorothy grabbed her bag, and Alexandra's hand, and leaving her house. "I'm sorry that you had to see that."

"Dory-"

"She's a real bitch."

"Dory, I love you." Dorothy looked over at her best friend. "You deserve so much better than that homophobic piece of shit. You're the smartest, funniest, most sarcastic person I know, and I love you so much." Dorothy smiled, wiping away a single tear that had run down her cheek. "You shouldn't cry over at that bitch. She doesn't deserve it."

Dorothy laughed. "How about I go introduce you to Stiles Stilinski?"

"Oh, hell yeah!"

*

Lydia Martin sighed as she couldn't concentrate. There had been a constant buzzing in her ear since she had started having the nightmares about Dorothy dying. She had tried turning up music to make it go away.

That's when she heard Stiles's voice.

"This is your fault!" Suddenly the brunette was in front of her. "You could have saved her, but you didn't!" He had tears running down his cheeks. "Dorothy's dead because of you!"

"Stiles, I-"

"You're a bitch!" Stiles shouted, pacing around. "I've never liked you, but I put up with you because Dorothy was so fucking in love with you." His eyes were bloodshot. "Look where it got her."

"What did I do?!" Lydia shouted at the top of her lungs." Tears falling down her face.

"You killed her!" Stiles yelled back, running towards her. Lydia screamed as she tried pushing him away.

"Lydia!"

The strawberry blonde turned around and saw Dory standing in her open doorway. She glanced around. Stiles was not there.

"Dory?" Lydia sighed, hugging her. "Thank god."

"Love, are you alright?" Dory pulled away, looking into her beautiful green eyes. Lydia nodded before hugging her again. "You ready to go to Mexico?"

AN: why are these chapters so depressing, my goodness 😂 and I'm kinda in love with Dory and Alex's friendship.

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