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          SEASON: 1 | EPISODE: 5.
     BEACON HILLS, CALIFORNIA.

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WAKING UP was like a punch to the gut for Aurora. she felt like a monster and rightfully so she was. She murdered a man in cold blood. She took his life like he took hers despite how much he begged.

She brutally and cruelly killed him, the memories creeping in like an unwanted nightmare. She felt horrible, she felt numb, she started wondering if the man felt how she did. If she begged and pleaded for her life.

No much how much she tried to make it disappear, or tell herself she was lying, she knew she wasn't. the question 'do I look like him?' wasn't an option because in that moment of horror; she did.

Her heart swelled with guilt, she knew she didn't deserve to feel that way because that man didn't deserve to die no matter what he did, she didn't notice herself smirking in the mirror in front of the bed, she was so busy letting her mind manipulate her.

She didn't move or blink when she felt Stiles wake up, she heard him yawn and softly say her name but she didn't look at him.

Suddenly she broke down, her tears streaming down her face, sobs ripping through her chest, her heart beat sped up, Stiles jumped into action, wrapping his arms around her but it didn't work this time.

No matter how much he reassured her, held her, or kissed her forehead, the sobs and pain didn't stop. It didn't go away, her mind was taunting her, telling her she deserves this.

She sat like that, sobbing and shaking until she stopped. The grief in her eyes were present but it was like she wasn't. She stared at the wall, she pushed Stiles hands off her, standing, "I'm fine."

Stiles stared at her like she was crazy, frowning as he stood too, grabbing her by the shoulders, "Aurora, you killed someone, you're not fine."

She flinched at his words, but she only focused on one thing, "You called me Aurora." She muttered.

Stiles face contorted into confusion, "What?"

"You called me Aurora," She repeated, "Not Rory or Rora, Aurora."

She stared up at him, taking in his features before realization hit her, her body froze and her breath hitched, her heart clenched, desperate to know her thoughts weren't true, that he wasn't, she swallowed, "You're scared of me."

Stiles paused, he looked as if he was having a debate with himself, "No, I'm not."

Aurora stepped back, letting his hands drop from her shoulders, "You hesitated." This hurt a lot more than the numb feeling of the man, "Your not scared of Scott." Her eyes watered with tears.

Stiles looked down at her, "Scott didn't kill a man!"

She flinched, "I didn't mean too, when Scott thought he did you had his back."