Derek Hale

Confessions

• Part 1
• Part 2

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* - mention of smut

* - definite smut

KO-FI | BIG MASTERLIST | TW REWRITE |

• Stiles Stilinski x Reader! Half-sibling!Mccall
• Word count: 2483
• Warnings: Mentions of  injuries, blood, suicide, murder, swearing (always), etc.
• A/N: Surprise? Kind of a filler. Lots of jumps. Soon, I will upload a post explaining what is going to happen to this series and my writing in general. Don’t worry, it’s not something bad.

↪ PLEASE RESPECT MY WORK. DON’T COPY, TRANSLATE OR CLAIM THEM AS YOURS. NOT ON THIS WEBSITE OR ANOTHER. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.

Last night, we had some problems with Garrett. The police and ambulances ended up being involved, and thankfully, nothing serious had happened to any of us. But as we expected, things were becoming more dangerous, and we all were concerned about the unknown future.

I went down the stairs while checking my phone. Scott had texted me saying he had to go somewhere while Stiles had called me, informing me that he would come to get me in a couple of minutes. Before entering the kitchen, I stopped as I listened to Melissa speaking. “I know that I’m a month late. Three months? Oh. Are you sure it’s three months?” I sighed gently, hoping she wouldn’t hear me. “Okay, I understand. Um, but if you could just turn the power back on even for a few hours, that would be really great. I have a refrigerator full of food that’s going to go bad. And, obviously, I don’t have the money to run out and replace $300 worth of groceries. So… I am more than happy to beg.” I bite my lower lip, stumping on the stairs to advise her that I was going to enter. As I came into her view, she put the phone away. “Hey, you didn’t leave with Scott?” She offered me a tiny smile, walking closer to me and kissing my cheek.

I shook my head as I grabbed an apple, quickly washing it. “Scott didn’t wake me up today, but he texted me saying he had to go do some things.” I shrugged. “Stiles said he is coming for me tho.” She nodded her head, taking a sip of her coffee. “But if you need help at home or something, I can stay.”

She immediately shook her head. “I’m alright. I will spend my free time working around the house a little bit.” I could see the worry painted in her features. “You better leave. I’m pretty sure Stiles will come earlier to get you just to see you.” She winked as I felt flustered. I did as I was told, knowing that she had spoken about Stiles to save herself from being caught.

As I exited the house, I noticed the familiar blue jeep parked in front of my house. I couldn’t help but smile, even though I couldn’t see who was inside the car due to the sun hitting my face. However, my grin became broader as I saw Stiles exiting the jeep, rapidly shuffling towards me. His smile, perhaps, as wide as mine.

“Hey,” I stepped closer to him, meeting him halfway. Before I could say anything more, his lips abruptly ended up against mine. Then, they softly caressed mine for a couple of seconds. He was the one who pulled away, even though I attempted to follow his lips, wanting, no, needing to feel them against mine again. He whispered a ‘hey’ back as his forehead rested against mine. “What’s the plan?”

I heard a noise, which I couldn’t decipher. Perhaps because I was too busy lost in Stiles Stilinski. I wasn’t even sure how to describe what I felt when he was near, but even the smallest gestures or movements done by him had my heart beating like crazy. And even if I was shy to admit it, my body had been responding more to him. Wanting, no, needing to be closer.

“The plan is to go to Stiles’s dad’s job if you both can keep your hands to each other.” A voice sounded, and I laughed as I recognised it. Looking behind my boyfriend, I saw the red-headed girl smirking at us as she sat in one of the backseats of the jeep. “C'mon, lovebirds.”

Stiles was quick in gripping my hand, walking me towards the passenger seat and opening the door for me.

When we arrived at our destination, Parrish informed us that Noah was out but would be back in a couple of minutes. However, Stiles let him know that we wanted to talk to him.

Parrish’s eyebrows were furrowed. “This is a hit list?” He gripped a piece of paper.

“We call it a Dead Pool,” Stiles informed. “Recognize any of the names?”

The man nodded. “Yeah. The Sheriff had me run a bunch of these through the system last night. But we couldn’t find any of them.” Parrish seemed as confused as me.

Stiles sighed, uncrossing his arms and glancing at Lydia. “Show him the other thing.” He made a gesture, and as Lydia turned the paper Parrish was holding, I tried to get closer to have a look at it.

“Okay. That’s kind of terrifying.” He got up from the desk as he examined his name, written on the list with the number 5, next to it. “What’s the number?”

Lydia shrugged. “That’s how much you’re worth.”

“I’m worth five dollars?”

Stiles extended his arm. “Five million.”

“I only make 40,000 a year. Maybe I should kill myself.” While Stiles and Lydia glanced at each other confused, I couldn’t help but grin due to what Parrish had said. “I don’t get it. Why…Why am I on this?”

“Honestly, that might be a question for another day. Right now, there’s still another third of the list we gotta crack.”

Lydia stared at the older man. “We need the third cypher key. But we need help getting it.”

“From who?”

She shrugged, attempting to look innocent. “Meredith.”

“The girl from Eichen?” He shook his head, walking towards the door and opening it for us. “The last time you saw her, you almost gave her a nervous breakdown.”

“Uh… Almost.” The red-haired girl answered back, making me and Stiles close our eyes in frustration.

As we exited, my eyes locked on a paper hanging on one of the walls. “Hey,” I called their attention. “What’s this?” Parrish stepped closer to me, inspecting the paper too.

“We need workers.” He explained. “Too many cases lately. We need help in the office.” My interest peaked.

“Do they have to be qualified?” As Parrish shook his head, I smiled. “How can I apply?” The man furrowed his eyebrows. “I need the money. I’m trying to save.” I half-lied.

After he explained what I had to do, we left. Stiles was quick to ask why I was so interested in the position, and as I explained it to him, he offered me a tiny smile, kissing my forehead.

Liam disappeared. Violet going to a federal facility and Garrett threatening Scott. He had texted me letting me know that Garrett was asking for money and Violet if we wanted to know where Liam was, which indicated that he had done something to him. To be honest, I was worried for my brother, knowing he would do anything to protect those he loved.

“What the hell are we running here? A bed and breakfast?” Stiles swore as he saw the man walking toward us. I quickly gripped his hand in a comforting squeeze, trying to remind him that he was no longer a patient. We were just here to talk to Meredith. “We do not just open the door for anyone with a badge.”

Deputy Parrish spoke up. “We need to talk to Meredith Walker. It involves a murder investigation.”

“Well, you can talk to her all you want, but these three,” His voice was quite strong. “Especially that one…” His gaze fixed on Stiles. “They’re outta here.”

“They’re crucial witnesses in an ongoing investigation. I wouldn’t have brought them here if it wasn’t absolutely…Crucial.”

“Okay, Deputy.” He walked closer, getting on his face. “How about you come back with a court order, then I’ll listen.” Then, he swirled around, getting too close to the boy beside me. “As for you, Mr. Stilinski, how about you come back with payment in full. That’s right.” Stiles remained silent, but I knew he was uncomfortable.

“How about you come to talk to us when you don’t have a stick up your ass.” His gaze snapped to me. “And maybe, stop getting so close to people,” I twitched my nose. “Your breath smells like hell.”

Stiles chuckled, which made Brunski ignore me as he went back to him. “Daddy may be the Sheriff, but he’s late on the bills. I guess those government jobs aren’t as reliable as they used to be, huh?”

“But they do help when you need a favour.” We looked at Parrish as he lifted one of his eyebrows, shrugging. “Like, how a month ago, Canaan P.D. helped you get home after blowing 0.1 on a breathalyzer.”

My mouth opened wide in a big smile. “No…” Stiles did the same, nodding his head as Brunski seemed to be embarrassed while being caught.

“All right. I’m not against a little quid pro quo. Not at all.” He gave his keys to Stiles, who was still foolishly smiling. “Not at all.” Then, he left as I waved at him.

“You. You, I like you.” Stiles touched Parrish’s shoulders repeatedly. “I’m gonna keep you.” Lydia and I glanced at each other, rolling our eyes.

When we opened the door to Meredith’s room, she was sitting on her bed as if she knew that we were coming to talk to her.

Scott hadn’t answered my texts, which scared me a little bit as I rapidly thought that perhaps something bad had happened to him. I shook my head as if the destructive thoughts would go away, and I sat on the bed in front of Meredith and between Stiles and Lydia. “Meredith, what you mean you can’t tell us?”

“We just need the third key. You can give it to us in numbers, letters, hieroglyphs. Whatever you want.”

“I can’t.”

“Then why did you give us the second key?”

“I wanted to help. That’s what I want to do. I want to help.”

“Great. So help us now. Okay? Give us the third cipher key.”

“Things have changed. I… I can’t.”

“Why not?”

I noticed Meredith getting even more nervous as Stiles and Lydia talked to her. “Guys, go easy on her.” I whispered to both of them.

“I’m sorry. I can’t. He…He doesn’t want me to.”

“Who’s he, Meredith?” My voice was soft as I offered her a tiny smile. “Meredith, who doesn’t want you to tell us the third cipher key?” I saw her hesitate.

“The Benefactor.”

“What’s his name?” Lydia asked. “You could just tell us his name.”

Stiles sighed. “Okay, you’re shaking your head. What’s that mean? Does that mean you don’t know? Or you don’t want to help us?”

“I can’t… I can’t help anymore.”

Lydia stood up. “How do you know about him?” Meredith seemed more and more affected by the questions as she started shaking her head from one side to another in quite a violent manner.

Deputy Parrish intervened. “Guys, I think we better stop.”

“Meredith, a lot of people are going to die if you don’t tell us.” Lydia’s voice became stronger as my heart started beating even harder, the situation making me anxious.

“I don’t… I don’t know. I don’t know.”

“Please…Meredith, it’s okay. You’re gonna be all right. Please.” Deputy tried to calm her down, but she was only getting worse.

“I don’t…I don’t…I DON’T KNOW.”

Parrish stepped forward, gripping Lydia’s arm to support her weight as she had become weak. My vision blurred as black spots appeared everywhere, and as I tried to fight my body from falling backwards, I felt hands on me, pulling me closer to something and stabilising me. Stiles had pulled me closer to his chest, hands on my face as he tried to meet my gaze. “Fuck,” He muttered as his fingers caressed the side of my head under my ear. I was bleeding. Meredith’s scream had affected Lydia and me greatly. “Breath, Y/N.” We all glanced at the girl, surprised. Stiles’ hands lowered to my jaw and neck, our chests pressed together.

“Okay, well, we know one thing.” We were in Stiles’ room. He was pacing around as Lydia sat on his desk while I curled on his bed after drinking some water. My heart was still beating madly. “Both of the first two keys, Allison and Aiden, they’re both names of the dead. Right?”

“But we’ve already tried every other dead person’s name we could think of.” I nodded my head. Lydia was right. “And if you haven’t noticed, there were a lot of tries.”

“Yeah, I noticed.”

“You okay?” My voice was low as I stared at Lydia.

She took a deep breath. “The only other Banshee I’ve ever met. And I think I might have just drove her over the edge.”

Stiles intervened. “Lydia, it wasn’t your fault.” I agreed. “I was there, too. And you’re probably not the only…Hold on.” We both looked at him. I sat down on his bed. “Banshees predict death. Right? So what if the third key is someone who isn’t dead…”

I gasped. “But will be.” They nodded their heads. I got up from the bed when Stiles walked closer to Lydia, who closed her eyes, letting her fingers fall on the keyboard of the laptop as she started typing. The word 'Derek’ came out. Fuck. A new list opened, and some familiar names came out. One of them was Meredith’s.

“Call Parrish.” Lydia urged Stiles. “We need to call Parrish.” Stiles glanced around, trying to find his phone. I noticed it was on top of his bed, next to me. I dialled Parrish’s number but gave the phone to Lydia. After a couple of seconds, Parrish answered his phone, and Lydia quickly explained what had happened. “What are you talking about?”

We got closer to her. I was quick to place my hands on her elbows as I felt her moving from side to side. We could hear Parrish on the other line. “Lydia, Meredith’s gone. They found her an hour ago in her room. She hung herself. I’m sorry.”
My eyes got teary, but Lydia seemed to be in shock. I slowly got closer, hugging her as Stiles hugged both of us, his fingers in my hair as our eyes met.

“You counted it yet?” Stiles and my brother were sitting on the ground. A bag full of money was in front of them, which my brother had found in the locker room at school before anything went down. Before Violet was arrested. Before Garrett threatened him. Before Liam had been captured. Before our father and Noah got hurt.

“No.”

“We should probably count it.”

Both of them gripped the bag, turning it around and making the money fall on the ground, another object fell. A cassette which had a sticker with the words 'Play me’.

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KO-FI|BIG MASTERLIST |TW REWRITE|

• Stiles Stilinski x Reader! Half-sibling!Mccall
• Word count: 3404
• Warnings: Mentions of  injuries, blood, swearing (always), etc.

↪ PLEASE RESPECT MY WORK. DON’T COPY, TRANSLATE OR CLAIM THEM AS YOURS. NOT ON THIS WEBSITE OR ANOTHER. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.

My leg bounced up and down. My lower lip seemed to be permanently stuck between my teeth, sometimes the taste of blood invading my senses. My eyes shifted from looking at my old dirty sneakers to the front door of the house, impatiently waiting for Rafe McCall to come back.

As soon as the front door of the McCall house opened, I quickly stood up from where I was sitting, on the last steps of the stairs. Rafe glanced at me while slowly closing the door, then stepping closer to me. “It’s here.” I quickly grabbed the papers that he was gripping in his hands.

I sighed, my entire body shaking a little. The possibility of Scott McCall not being my brother was there, and it terrified me. My fingers fumbled with the papers, trying to open the envelope. “Ah, fuck,” I mumbled. “I can’t open th-.”

The papers were taken from me by Rafe as he quickly opened the envelope, taking a couple of sheets out. His eyes rapidly moving over it. He gulped, glanced at me then back down. The papers were offered to me.

I didn’t hesitate, gripping them tightly and glancing at all the words written on them, just trying to find what I wanted to know. “Based on testing results obtained from analyses of the DNA loci listed, the probability of paternity is 99.9998%.” I rapidly glanced up at Rafe, seeing him smiling. I couldn’t help but smile back. And even though there were a lot of things unresolved between us, I was happy. I was happy because I was related to Scott McCall. Therefore, without thinking about it, I ended up hugging Rafe for a couple of seconds. Then, I ran upstairs, knowing that Scott and Stiles were there.

My brother’s room was empty, but when I heard both boys speaking in the bathroom, I couldn’t help but run into the room. “Scott!” Both boys quickly turned around to glance at me. “The results came. Rafe McCall is my dad!” I was grinning like a fool.

“Are you serious?” His mouth was agape, trying to fight the biggest grin ever. I nodded my head. “Yes! Oh my god, yes!” He shuffled closer to me, hugging me tightly. My feet weren’t touching the ground as he spun me around. We were siblings. We both were McCalls’.

Other arms were placed around me, and that is when I saw Stiles embracing his two favourite McCalls’. He was probably as excited and happy as us.

Nevertheless, I blinked fastly while my mouth widened. “What the heck is going on?” There was a boy inside the bathtub. It looked like the new kid that attended the lacrosse tryouts and that Scott accidentally injured. “What the-.” His mouth was tapped and his limbs secluded together so he wouldn’t be able to move.

When both boys noticed that I was glancing at the boy, Stiles quickly grabbed the curtain, hiding the boy behind it. “I am as surprised as you.” My boyfriend added as my brother took us to his room.

Scott and Stiles sat down on the bed while I was pacing around. “So you bit him,” I replied after my brother had told us what had happened.

“Yeah.”

“And you kidnapped him.” Stiles glanced at me as he stated.

“Yeah.”

“And brought him here.” My boyfriend and I said once again, but this time at the same time.

His gaze shifted from his best friend to me. “I panicked.”

The other boy made some noises with his mouth as he exaggerated his facial expressions. “Yup. This isn’t going to end with us burying the pieces of his body out in the desert, is it?” Before anyone could answer, we heard more muffles coming from the boy, whose name I learnt was Liam. “As a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans. Your plans suck.” Stiles gestured with his pointy finger.

“I know.” Scott was trying to keep calm. But how could he with a situation like this one? “Which is why I called you. So, what do we do?”

I hoped Stiles would have a normal plan that would take us out of this troublesome situation. But of course, we were talking about Stiles Stilinski, nothing with him could be a normal plan.

Liam was now sitting on a chair, still immobilized so he wouldn’t scream or run away.

“Liam, we’re going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream, it goes right back on. If you talk quietly, it stays off. Got it? Okay.” The boy nodded his head, even though his eyes had that murderous look. “Okay.” The boy made some gestures to my brother, telling him to rip the tape off Liam’s mouth. However, Scott didn’t seem like he was going to do it. Stiles ended up ripping it, which made Liam grunt painfully. “Okay, Liam, now you’ve seen a lot of confusing things tonight. And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?” My brother and I glanced at him, confused.

“Not really,” Liam replied, which meant he was as confused as us.

“Good. That’s good.”

“I don’t understand either.” My brother was still staring at his friend as he voiced out his concerns.

“Maybe you should tell him.”

“Tell me what?”

My brother sighed. “Liam…What happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it’s going to change you.”

“Unless it kills you.” My boyfriend added as if it wasn’t anything to worry about. I quickly slapped his chest. “Shouldn’t have said that.”

“What?” Liam’s breathing became harsh.

“Oh..oh oh.” Liam glanced down as soon as he heard Stiles’s voice once again. “Is he crying?”

My brother and I immediately kneeled on the ground, trying to comfort him. My hand rested on his arm, and I offered him a tiny smile when he glanced at me. However, he looked away as he didn’t want anyone to see him crying.

“Liam, it’s okay. You’re going to be all right.” The boy ignored my brother as he sobbed harder. “You’re not going to die.”

My boyfriend kneeled too. “Probably not.”

“Stiles,” I groaned while rolling my eyes. “Stop it.”

“Okay, possibly not.”

“Would you just help me untie him?” They both quickly stood up, untying him from the chair. “Liam? Are you okay?”

“We’re sorry about that.” When he stood up, I noticed that the poor boy’s arm was bleeding. “We’re really sorry.” However, Liam grabbed the chair, hitting my brother with it. Scott fell to the ground as the chair had been destroyed when it collapsed with his side.  I gasped as Stiles’s grabbed my hand, pulling me behind him. “Liam, what the hell is your proble-.” Before my boyfriend could question, he was punched in the face.

Both boys quickly got up from the floor as they saw Liam trying to escape. The three of them falling down the stairs while Stiles’s scream that he ‘got Liam’. However, I was standing on top of the stairs, seeing how my boyfriend was grabbing my brother’s leg. Liam had escaped. Stiles’s plans sucked too. And when we find Liam, I would have a chat with him. My brother, no one touched him, even though he kind of deserved it from giving him the bite. However, Stiles wasn’t at fault.

I sighed as I was sitting down on top of Stiles’s bed. Tonight there was going to be a full moon, and we needed to take care of Malia. “So what’s your plan?” I asked my boyfriend as he sat down in front of me, taking a bag from under his bed. “Chains? I hate full moons. Can’t even imagine how they must feel during the full moon.”

“Well, then let’s try and make tonight the last time we have to use these. Besides, we might need them for Liam.” Stiles made a gesture with his hand, He wanted to put the cuffs on me to see if they would be too tight or too big for Malia.

He placed the cuffs around my wrists. “Are you and Scott sure he’s going to turn into a werewolf?”

“We’re not even sure if he’s going to live.” I sighed, hoping that the boy will live. Even if we all haven’t started on good terms. “ Is that too tight?”

“No.” I shook my head.

Hearing steps, I turned around to see Noah glancing at us with confusion and surprise. That is when I noticed that Stiles was cuffing my wrists. “Hey. Um…That’s…This is not what you think at all.”

“I-I don’t even want to know.” He shrugged, turning around and leaving.

“There is nothing to know, 'cause I just…”

I was flustered. “That was embarrassing.” We both chuckled.

“Scott,” I groaned. “You told him the bite was a gift?” I walked between both boys as we were supposed to meet the others where the buses were usually parked. “Why did-.”

“I just didn’t know what to say, okay?” He groaned, and I quickly felt bad as I knew Stiles had probably already talked his ear off. Kira, who was clutching my brother’s hand, squeezed it. “But listen, when he took the bandage off, there was nothing. No blood, no bite. Nothing.”

I sighed. We all knew what that meant.

The school bell rang as we walked towards Malia and Lydia. “I’m not sharing my basement.” Malia groaned as she glanced at me, I offered her a smile, trying to keep her calm.

“Actually, it’s my basement.” Lydia intervened, shrugging as she stared at the girl standing between Stiles and me. “And my mom noticed how you tore it up last time.”

“All right, she’s still learning.” Stiles squeezed her arm while I intertwined my fingers with hers, offering her some reassuring squeezes from time to time.

“But, we’re going to use the boathouse for Liam. It’s got support beams. We can chain him to one of them.”

Kira shifted her gaze to Scott. “But how do we get him out to the lake house if he doesn’t trust us?”

“I say if,” As soon as Stiles’s voice sounded, everyone glanced at him. No one was ever prepared for the crazy things that could come out of his mouth. “If it keeps him from murdering someone we chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake.”

“I’m in.” Malia raised her hand.

I let her hand go as I walked to the other side to be able to punch my boyfriend’s arm. He hissed as he glanced at me. “Stop saying things like that! She will end up thinking that’s how we solve problems around here!” I whispered, hoping the girl wouldn’t hear me.

“But…” His face came closer to mine as he whispered back. “Isn’t that how we should problems around here?”

“No.” I huffed.

“Can I get a kiss? Your lips look so good right now.” I could feel all my body becoming hot. And as soon as his lips came in contact with mine, I bit his lower lip. “Ouch, what was that for?”

“Because you were being a bad boy.”

“I-.” His eyes were wide open as he glanced at me. “I kinda liked that. Can you say it aga-.” I slightly slapped the back of his head, trying to make him shut up and pay attention to what everyone else was saying.

“Let’s be smarter,” Lydia spoke. “We tell him there’s a party and invite him.”

“So, you’re going to ask out a freshman?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

“No, I’m done with teenage boys.” She answered back, and I couldn’t help but smile. Perhaps Lydia had her sight on someone older. “But, if we’re playing a trick on someone, we’ll have to use the trickster.”

We all glanced at Kira. “Who? Me? No way. Not me.”

“Yes, you. You know what they call a female fox? A vixen.”

“Me?” We all nodded, smiling at her. Although, she didn’t seem to be convinced by all of this.

“You can do it, Kira. Be a vixen.”

It was already night. We were waiting for Kira and Liam to arrive. The other two girls and I were resting our backs against Roscoe as my brother parked his bike in front of us, getting off it. “I just talked to Kira. She’s on her way. She said it’s all going fine.”

My boyfriend walked closer to my brother, ready to let him know what we had found out about Liam a couple of minutes ago. “It’s not that. I have to tell you something. I asked around about Liam. I know why he got kicked out of his last school.”

“This is going to be bad, isn’t it?”

Stiles sighed while looking through his phone. “He kind of got into it with one of his teachers. And…Uhm. The kid’s got some serious anger issues.”

“How serious?”

“Well, that’s his teacher’s car. After he took a crowbar to it.” He passed his phone to Scott so he would be able to examine the picture. I’ve seen it before and the car was completely destroyed. Windows were shattered, flat tires, and he had carved 'This is your fault’ on one of the sides of the car.

We decided to wait inside Lydia’s lake house. A couple of minutes later, the door was opened and Liam didn’t seem to be happy when he saw all of us waiting for him. Stiles waved at him. Kira stopped him from trying to escape. “Sorry.”

“What the hell is this?”

“Think of it like an intervention. You have a problem, Liam.”

“And we’re the only ones that can help.” My brother added while stepping forward.

“Werewolf? Werecoyote. Banshee. A siren. Fox?” He glanced at every one of us.

“Kitsune. But fox works.”

His arms were crossed over his chest. “What are you?”

“Uh, for a little while, I was possessed by an evil spirit.” He nodded his head while I rolled my eyes, a little smirk decorating my face. “It was very evil.”

“What are you now?”

“Uhm, better.” He glanced around, trying to meet someone’s eyes. His hazel ones met my gaze. “Also her boyfriend. Yea.” He had a proud smile decorating his features, which made me chuckle as I was flustered by his smile and his arm around my waist.

Liam ignored the exchange between the Stilinski boy and me as he glanced at the tale. “Are those for me?” The bag with the cuffs was resting on top of it.

“No, they’re for me.” Malia flashed her blue eyes.

Liam became nervous, staring at every one of us as his breath was laborious. He asked how Malia was able to do that with her eyes, changing their colour and making them flash. “You’ll learn. But first, you need to get through the full moon.” My brother reassured him.

“The moon’s already out.”

Scott smirked. “And you’re starting to feel something, aren’t you?”

“I feel like I’m surrounded b a bunch of psychotic nutjobs.” He spat. “You guys are out of your freaking minds. I don’t know how you did that eye thing and I don’t care.” His yelling became louder. “I’m walking out the door right now! If any of you try to stop me, I swear to God, I’m gonna…” Before he could finish his threat, his hands went up to his head, clutching it as if it was going to explode. He started gasping and screaming, his eyes unfocused and his movements clumsy.

“What’s wrong? Liam?” My brother stepped forward.

“You don’t hear that?” We all looked outside the window. A vehicle was passing by. The lights entering the dark living room.

“Did you tell someone about this?” Lydia asked.

“My friend Mason.” He gasped while kneeling on the ground. We heard multiple voices, not just one. “You said it was a party.”

“Who did Mason invite?”

“Everyone.”

Liam’s nails were out as he started to scratch the wooden floor. “The floors! Get him off the floors!” The strawberry blonde girl tried to get closer to the younger-looking boy. However, she was met by his fangs and growls. My hand snapped, grabbing Lydia’s arm and placing her next to me, making sure she would be safe.

Kira and Scott grabbed Liam, trying to take him away from the people who were going to ring the bell soon. Malia kneeled on the ground, whispering Stiles’s and my name, when we asked what was wrong, her eyes flashed and her fangs were visible. “Okay, we need to take her to the basement. Right now.” I glimpsed at Stiles, nodding my head.

When Lydia noticed that Stiles and I were going to leave her alone, she quickly glanced at us. “What am I supposed to do with the hordes gathering the door?”

The Stilinski boy sighed. “Lydia, who throws the best parties in Beacon Hills?”

“What? Me, obviously.”

“Okay, then throw a party.”

Malia was having difficulties trying to control her were coyote side. Both the boy and I were worried about her getting hurt with the cuffs more than the possibility of Malia breaking said object and hurting someone else. She was fighting against the restraints, and I noticed the cuffs around her wrists were starting to rip. “But I want to. Uh! I look at your faces and I want to slash at them. I want to tear at them. I want to feel your bones crack between my hands.” She desperately between gritted teeth explained to us why we had to leave her alone in the basement as she was scared of hurting us.

“We won’t leave, Malia,” I whispered, not knowing what more to do or say. I slowly reached my hand to her, intertwining my fingers with some of her locks. She seemed to be shocked by the action as she rapidly stared at me. A soft growl came out of her mouth, making me pull my hand back.

“No,” She whined, trying to get closer to where I was kneeling on the ground. “Do it again.” I glanced back at Stiles, who nodded his head, curious. My fingers started caressing her hair once again, sometimes scratching her scalp. The next time a sound came out of her mouth, it didn’t sound like a growl. It seemed to be mixed with a purr.

However, it didn’t take much time before she was growling once again. I tried to put my hand back, but Stiles’s hand ended up on top of mine, trying to hold me back. He offered me a smile when our gazes met as Malia freed herself from her cuffs, breathing heavily. “I don’t think you’re going to hurt us. And I think maybe you’re so afraid of hurting us because of what you did to your family.” What was he trying to do? “I know what that’s like. I remember everything I did.” Our gazes met, and I knew he still felt guilty for punching me. He felt guilty even if I reminded him that was Void, not him. “And the worst part is I remember liking it. Because I felt powerful. I felt fearless. And most of all, in control. But when I came through it, I learned something else…Control is overrated.”

The Tate girl breathed deeply, placing her arms around us, whispering her thanks as she was back to her human form. We also sighed in relief.

I told Stiles to stay with Malia while I searched for Lydia, knowing she was probably completely mad as we had left her alone there. To my surprise, I found her inside a room, looking completely spaced out. “Lydia?” I closed the door behind me as I slowly stepped closer. “Are you okay?” I noticed a record playing. “What do you hear?”

“The key. The key to break the code.”

The strawberry blonde girl didn’t hesitate to grab her laptop, where we were met with a white screen and random numbers, letters and symbols. She introduced a password, ALLISON. Then, a list started appearing. Names of people, name by name. “What’s this, Lydia?” I gasped a little, not liking the appearance of such a list. Especially when I saw our names.

“It’s a list of supernaturals in Beacon Hills. It’s a dead pool. And we’re all on it.”

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Omega

I know, I know it’s been a while, but I’m back. This is based off of Season 2 episode 1. To catch the rest of my Stiles Sis Fic Series click here: Stiles Sis Series Masterlist. As a super brief intro for those who are new, this is a series that follows the show with an added plot for the reader who is Stiles’ sister. Most stories can be read stand alone or in order. If you have any questions feel free to ask.

It had been two days since the formal. Two days since Peter and Kate were killed.Two days since Derek became the Alpha and bit Jackson. Two days since Allison’s dad held Scott at gunpoint until the two agreed to never see each other again. And in those two days neither you nor Stiles had left the hospital. Lydia was healing and seemed fine, she claimed that she didn’t remember anything, and you hoped for her sake that was true. While you and Stiles were there, Scott and Allison were sneaking around behind her parents’ backs and making the most of being young and in love.

However today would be different, it was the start of the next big Beacon Hills crisis, though no one knew it yet. It all started with a shower, taken by everyone’s favorite Strawberry Blonde. Though it was not as much the shower as it was what happened while she was in the shower. You and Stiles were able to hear her scream from the hallway and by the time you made it in her room, she was gone. Seemingly disappearing into thin air…or out of a window. Either way, no one knew if she left or was taken. No one really knew if she was really in her right mind. All that they knew was that she was out there somewhere naked and afraid.

Stiles called Scott and he came to the hospital. You had managed to grab her hospital gown. The goal was for Scott to track her down by scent. As the three of you were about to pull out, Allison came up behind the car. She informed you guys that she was going with because Lydia was her friend too. The four of you searched for her, but nothing turned up. After a long night, you all decided that you would have to turn in.

The next morning, you didn’t want to go to school. Your brother picked a fight with your dad on the subject but lost. Your dad was right, no one knew why she went missing and every police officer in Beacon Hills was out looking for her. Besides. he didn’t want the two of you out there when there was a killer on the loose. He promised to text both of you if they found anything and hugged you both before chasing down a new lead.

The school day was eventful. Jackson started rejecting the bite, which concerned Derek. Though none of you knew that at the time. Stiles was making plans to find Lydia, especially if she had turned. He started retracing everything that happened to Scott when he turned to see if he could predict her next move. Scott was trying to comfort Allison, who was upset about going to her aunt’s funeral. He promised her that he was going to go and be there for her despite her dad. 

You were, for the first time in your life, considering skipping school to go find Lydia. You knew that your dad had your best interest in mind, but he didn’t know the full extent of how dangerous it was for her to be out there. He didn’t know that Derek was probably searching for her, or that the Argent’s were hunting her down, he still didn’t know about any of it. You were on your way out to the parking lot during free period to ‘borrow’ Stiles’ jeep when you were abruptly pulled into an empty classroom. You turned around to meet the face of a scared and bruised Isaac Lahey.

“Isaac?”

“Y/n, I’m sorry I just wanted to talk and I saw you headed out and…”

“It’s okay Isaac, do you want to talk here or do you want to go find somewhere more private?”

“Actually, I was hoping you’d go for a ride with me,”

“Sure thing,”

Isaac and you had been super close since you were kids. You had always been there for him, and were one of the few people he had trusted about his dad. To be honest seeing him like this now was hard on you. You felt like a horrible friend since you hadn’t really made time to check in on him with all of the werewolf stuff that had been going on.

“How are you?” you asked.

“I’ve been better. I’ve been busy between school, lacrosse, and work. That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about…” he trailed off.

“Okay, shoot,” you said reassuringly.

“I was working last night when the graveyard was robbed. I was… well, it doesn’t matter. But afterward this man came up to me and said that he knew about my dad and had a solution.” 

“What kind of solution?” you asked sincerely.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but it would guarantee that my dad couldn’t hurt me anymore,” he explained.

“Is it safe?” you asked aware of the fact that he was hiding it for a reason.

“It’s worth it, I think,”

“Then what’s holding you back?”

“I don’t want everything to change,”

“Well, I can promise you that I will be here no matter what you decide to do. This,” you said gesturing between the two of you, “won’t change,”

“Thanks, Y/n,”

The two of you continued to talk for the rest of your free period at which time you went to steal Roscoe and search for Lydia, but it seemed that Stiles had beaten you to it.

Speaking of Stiles, he and Scott had just managed to sneak to the funeral, where they were caught by your dad and put in the back of a squad car. They sat back there for almost two hours until the funeral was completely over and every last Argent had left. Before they’d even got out of the parking lot to head to Scott’s house, your dad received a report over the radio saying that an ambulance had been hit and it looked like another animal attack. That was all that it took for Scott and Stiles to dart out the back and make their way to the jeep, hoping to find Lydia.

By the time that they arrived, it was starting to get dark. Scott was about to leave to go follow the scent when Stiles stopped him.

“Please Scott, please just find her,”

“I’m going to. We aren’t going to let anything happen to her. Everything will be alright, I promise,”

Stiles just nodded, the toll of what could be happening to her was setting in and he could feel himself losing control over his anxiety. He decided to go confront his dad head on this time, hoping to buy Scott time and ground himself. He just wanted Lydia back. It was as he was talking to his dad that he saw her peek out from the trees. Naked and dirty, but alive and here. 

“Well? Isn’t anyone going to get me a coat?” she asked.

Stiles nearly fell over trying to get his dad’s coat to take to her. His dad just rolled his eyes before shrugging off his coat and bringing it to her. There would be so many unanswerable questions about where she had been for the last twenty-four hours. But they could wait until she was safe, warm, and fully clothed back in the hospital.

Meanwhile, Scott had tracked the scent. Only it hadn’t lead to Lydia but to an Omega who he could tell was responsible for the ambulance attack. He just wanted to talk, to help him. But before he knew the Omega was trapped in one of the Argent’s traps and Scott was being held back by Derek, forced to watch as they brutally murdered the werewolf that had claimed innocence. 

When Allison’s dad had called Gerard out of breaking their sacred code, Gerard answered, “There is no code. Not when they murdered my daughter. From now on these things are just bodies waiting to be cut in half. It doesn’t matter if they are wounded and weak, seemingly harmless. I don’t care if the beg for their lives promising that they never have and never will kill, or if they are lost souls desperate with no idea of what they got themselves into. We will find them and we will kill them. We will kill all of them!”

And with that Scott’s worse fear was confirmed, Gerard had come to wage a war. A war that he was not going to be able to stay out of. He knew already that this would bring more loss to Beacon Hills. All that he could try to do now is protect his people. Little did he know that later that night Derek would be adding to that list of people who we would need to protect. 

Distraction part 1

This is a mini series that is Scott x Reader. And before you ask, yes I am still writing the Stiles Sis Fic series the next part will be out relatively soon. I’ve been busy planning out the later seasons so I could make sure to time everything correctly. Anyways, for more of my writing here is my Masterlist.

Friday

It started as a normal day, you woke up and prepared for school. It was not long before your phone lit up with messages from your boyfriend. It was something along the line of ‘Good morning beautiful’ ‘I can’t wait to see you at school’ ‘I love you’. Every message caused the smile on your face to grow. You loved Scott. He was the guy who had seen you at your worst but would only talk about you at your best. He had a unique ability to make everything better. It was like as long as the two of you were together, nothing could ever stand in your way.

You were about to leave your house when your phone buzzed again. This time the text was from Lydia. ‘Ready for this weekend?’ she sent. ‘Totally, my bags are already in the car’ you replied. You, Allison, and Lydia were going to leave right after the Lacrosse game and go up to one of her family’s cabins. She had decided that you were in need of mandatory girl time. After all, you hadn’t spent much time together with all of the supernatural chaos.

It was a normal school day. You were greeted by Scott and Stiles. You sat through all of your classes, met up with Lydia at lunch, and talked to Scott during your shared free period. After school was over you hung out with Scott until he had to start getting ready for his game.

“I wish you didn’t have to go with Lydia” he pouted jokingly.

“It’s not that big of a deal Scott I’ll be back Sunday night,” you replied.

“I know but that is two whole days without you,” he answered.

“Exactly, it’s two days” you laughed, “You’ll be fine” you added.

“We can text, right?” Scott asked.

“Well as much as I would love to, Lydia would kill me, and there is no signal up there anyways,” you answered.

“This is about to be the longest 48 hours of my life,” Scott groaned.

You rolled your eyes, “It’s a good opportunity to have some bro time with Stiles, maybe you can finally watch Star Wars,” you remarked as you started to get up.

“Not so fast,” Scott said as he pulled you back down onto his bed and kissed you.

“Scott” *kiss* “I” *kiss* “Love” *kiss* “you, but” *kiss* “we have” *kiss* “to go” *kiss* you managed to say before he pulled away. You tried to look away from him knowing you were blushing hard. “Good luck tonight, not that you’ll need it. I love you and I’ll see you Sunday if not before then,” you said hugging him.

“I love you too Y/n, I’ll see you at the game,” he returned.

You went to Lydia’s house and went through the plan one last time. She went through a checklist to make sure that neither you nor Allison had forgotten anything. After that, it was time for the three of you to go to the game.

You watched the game and cheered for both Scott and Stiles. The team won 5-3. You were getting ready to go when Allison realized that she forgot to put her bag in Lydia’s car. Lydia was going to take her back and grab the bag. You decided to use the time to catch your boyfriend before leaving. You were weaving through the crowd when someone’s hand went over your mouth. “Nighty Night Y/n,” you heard an eerily familiar voice before feeling a pinch in your neck and seeing everything fade to black.

‘Hey Lyds, I’m really sorry but my mom called. She’s in the hospital. It’s not serious, but I’m staying here with her.’

Lydia text you back, ‘Do you want us to come with you, we can reschedule’

‘No don’t do that. Go have fun. We can hang out next weekend’

‘Are you sure? It’s not that big of a deal,’ she replied.

‘Don’t worry Lydia, it’s fine, just enjoy yourselves, I’ll see you Monday’

‘Okay, see you Monday’ She answered as she and Allison started to leave.

“What’s up?” Allison asked.

“Something came up and Y/n can’t come with us,” Lydia answered.

“Awe, that’s too bad, you still want to go?” Allison questioned.

“Of course, let’s do this, phones off” she replied, turning off her own phone.

Scott was dragged to a party with Stiles. It was for a friend of Stiles’, Heather. Scott didn’t really want to go, he couldn’t get drunk and he wouldn’t know anyone other than Stiles. But Stiles had insisted that it would make the time without you and Lydia more bearable. As Stiles entered he was greeted with a passionate kiss from none other than the birthday girl herself. He was quickly whisked away to the wine cellar. Scott reluctantly moved into the living room, grabbed a drink, and pulled out his phone. He smiled as he saw he had a text from you. ‘Hey babe, I’m leaving with the girls, turning my phone off now. Love you, see you Sunday!’

That was the last text sent before your phone was shut off and thrown in the dumpster behind the school. “That will buy me some time,” your kidnapper replied before driving away with you unconscious in the back seat.

Saturday

The day started off pretty normally for Scott. He went to text you before he remembered that you wouldn’t have service. He was glad that you were able to get away and relax with the girls. He had decided to go to the field with Stiles to practice Lacrosse. But he couldn’t shake a gut feeling that something was wrong. Stiles explained to Scott that there was a body found and that he was waiting on his dad to see if it was anything supernatural. Scott couldn’t help but be slightly uninterested. He was tired of death and the supernatural world, he was just a kid, and for once he wanted to act like it. Scott stared out the window of Roscoe, and wondered what you were doing right now.

……..

You woke up and were caught completely off guard. It was dark and you were sitting knee-deep in water. There was a light above you. You must have been in a well. But you couldn’t remember how you would have got here. You went to reach for your aching head and realized that your hands were bound. You tried standing up splashing the water around which sent a shiver through your body. You wondered how long you had been missing. You weren’t that worried though, you were supposed to be with Lydia and Allison. They wouldn’t have left without you. And once Scott found out, he’d come for you. But then again, you were trapped in water, which meant he’d have a hard time following your scent. And you didn’t know how long you’d already been down here. You started to worry, trying to break your hands free so you could attempt to climb the wall. But that would take hours.

Meanwhile:

Scott and Stiles were at Stiles’ house about to start their movie marathon when Stiles got a text. “Woah dude, you remember that body they found earlier?” Stiles asked, rereading the message in disbelief.

“Yeah, what about it?” Scott asked, wishing he could have one night off.

“It wasn’t just your average dead body. There was a significant blow to the head, his throat was slashed, and he was strangled by a garrote,” Stiles explained.

“Okay Stiles, but that doesn’t exactly sound supernatural, can’t we let the police handle this one?” Scott tried.

“Yeah I guess, but talk about overkill,” he answered, though he was planning on looking into it more after his best friend went home. Nothing was ever as it seemed in Beacon Hills, and he’d be damned if he wasn’t prepared for the worst-case scenario.

The two of them ate pizza and started to watch the first movie, however it wasn’t long after Scott finished eating that he fell asleep. Stiles took this time to do research on the latest murder.

Later that night:

You had finally managed to unbind your hands after what felt like hours of scraping them against the brick. You wanted to climb up the wall but it was now so dark that you could barely see your hand in front of your face. You decided that it would have to wait until morning. You sat back in the cold water, trying to find a safe position to sit in. The water was so cold. Your throat was sore from the screaming you had done earlier. You started crying as you realized the severity of your situation. You could die down here. You were going to die down here if someone didn’t find you soon. You thought about Scott. The only comfort that you felt was in knowing that he was out there looking for you. After a while, you drifted out of consciousness.

If I Stay part III

After a long wait, it is finally here. This is the finale to the If I Stay Isaac x Reader series. Catch the first two parts and the rest of my writing here.

How do you deal with the overwhelming emotions that come from having your entire family die in a car accident and knowing that they wouldn’t have even been in the car if it wasn’t for you? You don’t. Things don’t get easier when a nurse mistakenly gives you a sedative that almost kills you and forces two of your best friends to save you by risking their own lives.

Understandable, you are taking some time off school. Instead of grieving, you were planning funerals and making legal arrangements because that is what was expected of you.

To be fair, your friends were there every step of the way. Lydia’s mom had been helping with the insurance and financials. But you were faced with so many decisions about things that you hadn’t even wanted to think about.

You, Stiles, Scott, and Isaac were setting everything up for the memorial service when it all began to become too much. Isaac, noticing this, decided to take you out to get some food. Stiles and Scott stayed behind, promising to finish everything up by the time you got back.

“So, where do you want to eat?” Isaac asked.

“I’m not really hungry,” you answered, staring down at your hands.

“Y/n…”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, still avoiding his eyes.

“It’s okay, we can go to the cafe and get shakes or something,” he decided.

It was hard for Isaac to watch you struggle so much without being able to do anything to help. He tried to be there for you, but after everything that you had been through he knew that you just needed time. He wished that you would stop pushing all of the pain down and distracting yourself, knowing that there was no way that it was healthy. His heart hurt for you. He just had to keep reminding himself that he would be there for you whenever you were ready to need him.

As the two of you arrived at the cafe, which was practically empty, he helped you out of the car and you both made your way to your favorite booth. Isaac ordered milkshakes for both of you and your favorite crepes. It wasn’t like you didn’t know what he was doing, ordering your favorite food so that you would eat. He wasn’t sly, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t work (and you totally loved him for it). You were eating some of the crepes when suddenly Isaac all but leaped across the table pulling you down yelling, “GET DOWN!”

You were confused until milliseconds later you heard a gun rapidly firing at the cafe and shattering the glass windows. Isaac held you tightly under the table until the shots ended.

“Are you okay?” he asked as you slowly started moving from under the table.

“I’m fine,” you replied, and while that might have been true physically, there was no world in which you were fine mentally.

“Okay, we need to get out of here now,” Isaac decided, looking around to see if there was anyone who needed help.

“Isaac, you’re bleeding.”

He glanced over to where blood was slowly staining his shirt. “A bullet or glass must have grazed my shoulder. I’ll be fine, it’ll heal in a couple of minutes,” he said nonchalantly, causing you to roll your eyes.

The look on his face went past concern, it was on the verge of fear. But before you could ask him about it, he grabbed your hand and started pulling you towards the kitchen doors.

“Isaac what’s going on?!” you demanded.

“They’re coming, we have to get you out of here now!”

“Who’s coming?”

“I’ll explain later, now run!”

You decided to hold him to it and followed him through the back entrance. He pulled you out into the ally and down a couple of streets. As soon as he stopped, you were going to ask him what the hell was going on, but he tightly clamped his hand over your mouth. You could tell that he was listening intently.

“Okay, we’re safe,” he sighed, reaching to pull out his phone.

“Get everyone to Deacon’s clinic now, it’s an emergency,” he spoke to who you could only assume was Scott before abruptly hanging up.

He then turned to look at you fully for the first time since the cafe, “are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine Isaac, I just want to know what hell is going on!”

He looked at you like he was deciding on how to tell you the worst possible news. He was hesitating, so you took his hands in yours and softly spoke, “Whatever it is, I am sure we will get through it together, but I need to know.”

Isaac sighed before giving in, “Those people back there, the cafe, it wasn’t a random driveby shooting. They were there to kill you.”

“What? That doesn’t make any sense,” you disagreed, taking a step back away from him.

“Listen, we will figure this out, I promise, but right now we need to get to Deaton’s.”

The two of you walked to the Animal Clinic. By the time you got there, Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Deaton, and even Derek were there. As you walked in, all eyes shifted to you.

“There they are! What happened? You can’t just call us saying there’s been an emergency and then not answer your phones,” Stiles chastised. He was going to continue when Derek cut him off.

“Are you guys okay?”

“Y/n and I were at the Cafe, when it got shot up. I heard the shooters talking. They knew we were going to be there. They were there for Y/n,” Isaac explained.

The remaining color faded from your face.

“That makes no sense, why would anybody be targeting Y/n?” Scott asked.

“I don’t know, but the guy clearly said that he had eyes on the last of the Y/l/n’s. And then I heard the gun being loaded.”

“So its not just about her. Whoever these people are, they were targeting her entire family?” Lydia asked.

“Which means the accident probably wasn’t an accident and that explains why the police didn’t find the other driver. And the nurse in the hospital…” Stiles realized, “Deaton it would be common knowledge not to give a sedative to someone who recently experienced head trauma, right?” he asked.

“Yes, anyone with professional training would know that.”

“So that might’ve been another assassination attempt. Someone might’ve dressed up as a nurse to get access,” Lydia added.

“But why would anybody target her family?” Scott asked.

“Her mom used to be a hunter,” Derek spoke.

“What?” you asked in disbelief.

“Before your mom met your dad, she was part of a group of hunters. A powerful one with a lot of enemies. And right before she left, she did something they considered unforgivable. If they found her, they would kill her. That’s why she moved here and changed her name. And then she met your dad, and you know the rest.”

“How do you know all of this?”

“The unforgivable thing she did was to help me and my sister escape before the hunters could kill us. We were young. She helped smuggle us back here to my mom. My mom was the one who helped her to change her identity and get settled here.”

“So what, you think that the hunters tracked her down 20 years later and decided to get revenge?” Scott asked.

“That is exactly what I think. And if I’m right Y/n and anyone close to her are fair game to them. They won’t stop until she is dead.”

“So we take them out, then life goes back to normal,” Isaac suggested.

“It’s not going to be that easy. There is a very large likelihood that they are connected with other hunters. You take them out and more will come. You could be starting an all-out war,” Deaton warned.

“Well we can’t just sit back and do nothing,” Stiles argued.

“Maybe you can go into hiding, just until this is all over,” Lydia suggested.

“And always be looking over her shoulder, wondering if she is ever really safe?” Isaac asked.

“It’d be temporary. Just until we could figure something else out. Hiding is better than the alternative,” Scott decided.

“The solution is simple isn’t it?” you asked, voice eerily calm.

Everyone turned to face you.

“I have to die,” you decided.

“Now hold on a second-”

“No. The only way for this to end is for me to be dead long enough for the hunters to confirm it and then I’ll leave. That way they stop looking for me. They’ll leave before they catch a scent of all of the supernatural stuff going on here and you’ll be safe. And then I’ll go to Europe with Isaac,” you explained, “Scott did it. Deaton can give me something that’ll make me appear dead. Melissa and Sheriff Stiliski can be in on it. Then I’ll hide out until after the funeral.”

“It could work,” Derek spoke after some consideration. You were glad that he wasn’t going to try to talk you out of it. At least someone understood the weight of what was happening.

“Y/n, this plan of yours. It’s dangerous. There are a lot of variables that have to go exactly to plan for it to work,” Deaton warned.

“It’s no more dangerous than staying and trying to fight. At least this way I am able to keep all of you out of it. And maybe, someday, Isaac and I could come back. But I think that for now at least this is the only way. Or at least it is the way with the least collateral damage.”

“It could work, but you shouldn’t have to give everything up for us. Beacon Hills is your home,” Lydia said.

“You guys are more important. If leaving ensures your safety then consider my bags packed. Besides, after everything that happened, I don’t know if I could ever truly feel at home here again,” you turned to face the three who have yet to speak on the subject, “Scott? Stiles? Isaac?”

“I don’t like it, but it doesn’t sound like we have much of a choice,” Scott said, shaking his head.

“I hate how fast this is moving. Everything that has happened in the last two weeks, I can’t stand the thought of losing you. And either option feels like a loss,” Stiles spoke.

“But it isn’t like I’ll never be able to contact you. Once they move on and I’m settled in, we can facetime and when you need me I’ll be on the first plane here. It isn’t forever, just until we can figure out something better,” you promised.

“You said it was dangerous, how dangerous?” Isaac directed to Deaton.

“Timing is everything. We can’t keep her heart rate that low for more than two hours. We would have to ensure that the hunters knew about her death and sent someone within that time range or the whole plan fails. We then have to sneak her to a hideout until the funerals are over-”

“And the Hunters will be watching all of you. One wrong move, any indication that things are not as they should be, and your all dead,” Derek added.

“We will just have to make sure none of that happens, Stiles, we need a plan,” you turned to your friend hoping he would get on board.

“Okay, if we are doing this, if you are sure you want to go through with this,” he paused looking for confirmation from you, “then let’s make sure it works.”

The plan was simple compared to most of Stiles’ plans. You would go to the memorial service where one or more of the hunters would most likely be staked out. Then you would collapse, leading Scott, Stiles, and Isaac to frantically carry you out to Roscoe and to the hospital. When you arrived at the hospital, Melissa would take lead in your care, making it look real. Scott and Isaac would listen for any indication that the hunters were there. They would text Melissa and she would inject you with the serum which only took a couple of minutes to take complete effect. When you coded, she would lead the revival team and eventually give the news to your friends in the waiting room that they had done everything that they could, but couldn’t save you. Scott, Stiles, and Isaac would make a scene and Melissa would take you down to the morgue where Derek would be hiding. If the medical records, scene in the lobby, etc. weren’t enough for the hunters and they decided to check then you would be there. Either way, he was there to administer the antidote. During the next shift change, Derek would sneak you out and to his loft where you would stay until everything smoothed over. You were not to be contacted by any of the pack members during that time incase the hunters had anything taped. Stiles’ dad would help you get the fake documents you needed. He would also make the case of the shooting very public to try to push the hunters out of Beacon Hills faster.

There were only a few problems. 1. You guys didn’t know how many hunters there were or who they were. 2. There was no way to know how they found out about your family in the first place, meaning they could have a spy/informant. 3. There was no explanation of where your body would be in between “death” and cremation. 4. What if they tried to kill you before you got that far.

Even with all the risks, you didn’t care, if there was any chance that it would work and keep your friends safe then you were doing it. And so Scott and Stiles dropped you and Isaac off at your house so you could get ready for the service.

“Are you sure about this? It isn’t too late to call it off, we can figure something else out,” Isaac spoke softly into your hair as he hugged you from behind, a clear look of worry on his face.

“This is the only way,” you said, more to reassure yourself than him.

“I love you,” he said spinning you around to face him,

“I love you too,” you smiled before kissing him.

“Are you ready for this?” he asked, still holding you tightly against his chest.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you decide to pull away.

From there, the plan went into motion. And to Stiles’ credit, it actually worked. Your friends must have been better actors than you thought. Luckily one of the hunters went down to confirm that you were dead. Apparently, she was running her mouth and it took everything that Derek had in him to not come out and end her. He gave you the antidote and took you to his loft. Where you stayed for the next two weeks.

And that was when the grieving that you were avoiding finally started to happen. Luckily for you, Derek broke Stiles’ rule of no contact with the pack and called Isaac who was there for you in a heartbeat, pulling you in close and trying to piece your world back together.

The hunters left pretty much after your funeral, thanks to the pressure from Sheriff Stilinski. And thus, phase two of the plan was set in motion. You died your hair, snuck back into your house to pack everything up that you were going to take with you, and got your fake documents. Before you knew it, it came time to meet up with the pack before driving to the airport.

“I wish you didn’t have to leave,” Scott said, hugging you, “If you ever need anything call us, we will be there for you, I promise.”

“Thanks Scott,” you started, but before you could continue Lydia interrupted.

“Okay, me next!” Lydia spoke up, “First of all, I’m looking forward to packages containing European designer shoes. Second, if you ever need anything I expect a call no matter what time it is here,” she then turned to Isaac, “And don’t even get any ideas of proposing without my input, I am still the best friend.”

This caused you to giggle, “This is going to be a good thing, I promise,” she smiled pulling you into a hug. Somehow she always knew exactly what to say.

You turned to Stiles who was probably the worst at hiding how this was actually making him feel.

“The hunters are gone, maybe you can stay now,” Stiles offered.

“It’s a little late for that, don’t you think.” you tried to joke.

“What? Just because you “died”, people fake their death all the time,” he returned.

“I’m going to miss you Stiles,” you said, pulling him in for a hug. He held you just a little tighter than he had ever done before. “This isn’t goodbye,” you promised.

“Hey Y/n, we should get going,” Isaac spoke.

There was another wave of well wishes, reminders, and hugs. And then it was just you and Isaac in a car to the airport, leaving your hometown and your friends behind you.

“You doing okay?” he asked.

“Weirdly enough, this is the most okay that I’ve felt in the last month.”

“Well, then I have a favor to ask you.”

“And what is that?”

“When we get to Europe, you have to promise me that you won’t fall for any of those hot European boys with the accents,” he said with a straight face.

This caught you off guard and you burst into laughter, “I’ll try, but all bets are off if I meet Tom Holland,” you answered this time causing Isaac to laugh.

There was a pause before you added, “I love you, you know that?”

“I love you too,” he smiled.

You didn’t know what was waiting for you in Europe, but you did know that as long as Isaac was by your side, you’d be able to face anything.

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Hi guys! This is the next part of the Stiles Sis Fic series based loosely (and even that is generous) off of season two episode two. For the rest of this series and more of my writing, click here.  Enjoy!

You were starting to contemplate how you were going to explain what was about to happen to your father, when by some miracle he got called back into the station. Your relief was short-lived though as with every minute that passed, Isaac was struggling more and more. His senses were on overdrive, he felt every muscle in his body, and both his senses and emotions were heightened. He felt the fear of the hunters, the sadness of losing his dad, the anger at his dad for being in this position in the first place. But he also felt safe being with you and an overwhelming need to protect you, he was trying to channel into that and ignore everything else. What had you called it earlier? Finding an anchor. Maybe for now you could be his anchor. 

“Isaac, you still with me?” you asked after he had zoned out for a minute. 

“Yeah, sorry.” 

“You have nothing to be sorry for, you’re doing great. I just wanted to check in, is there anything you need?”

“Just keep talking, it helps. Keeps me focused.” 

So, you decided to catch him up on everything that had happened in your life since that fated night before school when Scott got bit. Before you could finish though, you were cut off by Isaac’s sudden shift in demeaner. His teeth were clenched, breaths forceful. He tensed up and was on the verge of losing control all together. 

“Isaac,” you said cautiously. 

“You have to go, I don’t want to hurt you!” 

“Listen Isaac, this is the worst of it. Right here, right now, you just have to fight it out a little longer and it will all be over.”

“I can’t! Please go,” he struggled, all but growling. 

“Isaac I’m not leaving, and you aren’t going to hurt me. You are the strongest person I know, you just need to focus on what it is that makes you human. Find an anchor. I believe in you, you can do this,” you reassured him, taking a step towards him. 

Isaac recoiled away from you, afraid of what he might do. Deep down he could feel it, the bloodlust, he could hear your pulse, he could…  what were you doing?

He looked at your hand which had reached for his now clawed one. You gently took it in yours and carefully placed it over your heart. You were grounding him the way you used to do when he had panic attacks. He could feel your heart beat and the calming rise and fall of your chest.

“Hey, look at that,” you spoke. 

Isaac looked up and realized for the first time that his claws and fangs had retracted. His senses were still heightened, but it was more manageable. He glanced at the clock, he had made it. Relieved, he pulled you into a tight hug and you let out a breath that you hadn’t even known you were holding.

“Congratulations on making it through your first full moon.”

The two of you didn’t say much else, electing instead to crawl in your bed and allow the exhaustion to take over.

Meanwhile:

When Scott and Stiles arrived at Scott’s house, the plan was for a quiet night in. That was at least before Allison called. Apparently, she overheard a conversation between her grandfather and her dad in which it was revealed that Isaac’s dad was killed by something supernatural, but not a werewolf. If that wasn’t bad enough, they were sending hunters to Isaac’s house, with the intention to put him out of his misery if he so much as looked at the full moon. On top of that, they were apparently suspicious of Lydia as well.

“We have to do something, if Isaac’s at his house Y/n’s there too,” Stiles realized.

“You’re right, but with the hunters there we can’t just show up or they’ll expect something,” Scott added.

“I’ll go,” Allison decided, “his father was just killed, so I can say I was just checking in on him as a friend. Besides, nobody knows that I know about him or their plans.”

“You are not going alone, it’s too dangerous,” Scott argued.

“I’m an Argent, they won’t do anything to me, besides, I can handle myself,” she reminded.

“They might not, but if this is Isaac’s first full moon, I’m not taking that risk. I’ll meet you there,” Scott decided, hanging up before she could object.

“I gotta go. See if you can sneak into the morgue or the station or something and get photos of what happened to Isaac’s father. After that maybe swing by and check on Lydia,” Scott instructed as he searched for a hoodie. 

Before Stiles could say anything else, Scott was sprinting out the door and towards Isaac’s house. Careful not to be seen, he made it inside and was soon met by Allison. It was soon revealed that neither you or Isaac were there.

“Where should we check next?” Allison asked, “Scott?”

“I thought I could control this,” Scott struggled.

“It’s okay Scott, what do you need me to do?”

“You have to leave. I can’t - It’s not safe,” Scott said as his breathing began to speed up. 

“I’m not leaving you Scott, there has to be something we can do,” Allison decided bravely.

After some thought, it was decided that Allison would lock him in the freezer. They same way Isaac’s dad had done to him on far too many occasions. She reluctantly tightened the chains around it before locking them. She had originally planned on staying by Scott’s side, but she heard noises coming from upstairs. She thought that maybe it could have been you and Isaac, so she cautiously made her way up.

But instead it was one of her father’s men who had come to take out Isaac. She knew that she had to keep him from going downstairs and discovering Scott at all costs, especially if he wasn’t fully in control.

Upon seeing her, the many questioned why she was here and where Isaac was. Before she could lie though, a lizard-like creature burst through the window. She screamed and raced forward to get a knife before backing herself into the corner. The creature didn’t even glance in her direction, its sole focus on the hunter before it. Before she or the other hunter could react, it swiped the back of the hunter’s neck and then brutally shoved its claws in his stomach and dragged them up through his chest. Allison screamed again at the gruesome sight, not prepared for the horrifying gurgling noises that followed.

In the basement, Scott was doing everything in his power to escape the freezer. He had never heard Allison scream like that and he knew that she was in danger. He could protect her if he could just get out! He furiously pounded at the lid until it finally popped open. Within seconds, he was upstairs standing between Allison and the…what is that thing?

But as soon as he arrived, the creature darted off into the night.

He didn’t even consider following and instead turned to Allison holding her arms as he looked for any sign of injury, “Are you alright? Did it hurt you?”

“No I’m fine. It didn’t touch me,” she said softly trying to ignore the shock of the whole situation. Scott pulled her into a tight hug for a moment before his eyes met the body and pool of blood that were mere feet away.

The scent of the blood was nauseating, and the smell of Allison’s fear was not much better. “We have to get out of here, before more hunters show up” Scott said leading his girlfriend away from it all.

Meanwhile: 

Stiles had completely struck out at the police station. The case photos that he snuck in to get weren’t even in his dad’s office. And as he was trying to sneak out of the office, he was caught by one of the deputies. Lying on his feet was not a strong suit of Stiles’ and he was forced to sit there and wait until his dad came to collect him.

He was agitated as this was supposed to be a quick in and out so that he would still have time to check on Lydia. He pulled out his phone and debated whether or not to call you, he knew you were probably still mad at him, but he was both worried about you being alone with Isaac (especially with the hunters involved) and he knew that you would be far more likely to get a response from Lydia than he would. 

He swallowed his pride and dialed your number only for it to go straight to voicemail. So either your phone was dead, you are ignoring him because your mad, or your in trouble. Great. He decided to call Scott next but once again, there was no answer. Feeling a growing sense of dread, he decided to call Allison, and then he realized that he still didn’t have her number.

Before he could call anyone else, his dad arrived with a disapproving look.

“You know that it is a crime to break in to the police station, in to the sheriff’s office, so do you wanna tell me what the hell you were thinking?”

Luckily for him, Stiles had been provided with enough time to think of a valid excuse, “Honestly, I was trying to figure out what you knew about Isaac’s dad’s case. Y/n and him are close and I wanted to see if there was anything that I could do to help.”

“You can help by being there for him, not by committing a felony and trying to get me fired,” your dad rolled his eyes.

“Do you know where Y/n is?” Stiles tried changing the subject.

“She is at the house with Isaac, where I am supposed to be to keep an eye on him as he is still technically a suspect in a murder investigation,” his dad sighed, Stiles had good intentions, though he always seemed to have a knack for putting his nose where it didn’t belong. “Come on, let’s go home, we’ll talk about this later.”

Stiles felt somewhat relieved, though he still didn’t like the idea of you being alone with Isaac. Then he realized that he needed to distract your guys’ dad so that he wouldn’t accidently find out about Isaac’s secret. However, that wasn’t a problem as he was soon called to a crime scene. Another murder. He told Stiles to go straight home, and then quickly left the station.

It was as Stiles got in Roscoe that Scott called him back. He briefly explained what had happened and what he saw of the creature. After Allison had calmed down, she went to Lydia’s so she would have an excuse for being away from home. At this point it was after midnight, and the power of the moon was starting to dwindle. Scott asked is Stiles had heard from you at all, and Stiles told him that he knew you and Isaac were at your house, to which he was headed now, but that your phone was off. Stiles also told Scott that he should go home and lay low, but he doubted his friend would actually listen. 

When he pulled into the driveway he mentally braced himself for what he was going to find. His thoughts went back to Scott’s first full moon and his bloodthirst and complete lack of control. And that was Scott, he couldn’t even imagine what it would be like for someone like Isaac who had been through everything that he had been through. He made his way upstairs and hesitated momentarily outside your door. He took a deep breath and opened it, allowing the light from the hallway to flood in. He was slightly shocked to see that you Isaac were laying on your bed. There were no signs that anything out of the ordinary had happened.

The light woke you up and you squinted to see who opened your door. It was Stiles, you rolled your eyes debating whether you wanted to deal with him right now. As he started to close your door, you forced yourself out of bed careful not to disturb Isaac.

“Lydia was completely fine tonight,” you say from Stiles’ doorway startling him, “I figured you would want to know,” you turned away.

“Y/n,” he called after you, “I am sorry about earlier.”

“I know you are,” you said sincerely, “and it’s fine. We can talk tomorrow about what happened today and Isaac, and everything else.”  

You decided to grab a glass of water before heading back to bed when you noticed that there was someone pacing outside your front door. You recognized Scott and stood there and watched him for a moment. It was weird, in all the time that the two of you had been friends, you couldn’t remember ever getting into an argument with him. You would be lying if you said his words hadn’t hurt you, but you reminded yourself that they weren’t truly his words. So you turned the lock on the door, “You know, you could have knocked, rung the doorbell, called, text, or even yelled instead of standing out here like a dork. Maybe my brother is starting to wear off on you,” you joke half-heartedly.

“Y/n I-” Scott started.

“You were dealing with the full moon, and said some things that you didn’t mean. But you are a high school student with the weight of the world on his shoulders and you didn’t ask for this. Every time you turn around it seems like there is one more obstacle between you and any chance that you have of living a normal life. It’s okay Scott, even you are allowed to have a bad day every once in a while.”

“That’s not an excuse, and I really am sorry.”

“Well, I accept your apology and later I promise to catch you up to speed on everything that happened. But its late and I’m exhausted.”

“Are you sure we’re okay?” Scott asked, confused at how you could possibly not be mad at him. 

“We’re good, I promise. Now come inside and get some rest, you can have your choice of Stiles’ room or the couch,” you said, grabbing him some blankets.

As Scott laid down on your couch, he started to think. Maybe Isaac being a werewolf would be manageable, after all the two of you were close and Scott knew that would work in your favor later on. Derek had to stop though, with the hunters on high-alert this was the worst possible time to be converting innocent teens into werewolves. His thoughts then drifted to that creature he saw and how scarred Allison was. One thing was for sure, tomorrow was going to be a long day.

Hi guys! This is the next part of the Stiles Sis Fic series based loosely (and even that is generous) off of season two episode two. It can be read as a stand-alone. For the rest of this series and more of my writing, click here. I will be updating at least once a week until the series is finished. Enjoy!

Now that Lydia was home and safe, you allowed your thoughts to drift back to Isaac. You laid on your back and stared aimlessly at the ceiling, wondering what it was that he was about to do, or what he already did. You knew that for him not to be straight forward with you that it must’ve been something that he didn’t think you would approve of. And for him to even be considering it, things must’ve been getting worse for him at home again. 

Your heart pained to think how his father could… anyways. You wished that you could talk him into reporting it, but every time you brought it up he got so defensive. At some point, you decided that if he was going to go through it you would make sure that he didn’t have to go through it alone. Thinking over the past two months, you felt bad for not trying harder to be there for Isaac. No matter how hectic things had been with Scott and Stiles, it wasn’t an excuse. 

You pulled out your phone to text Isaac but were interrupted by a frantic knock at your window. 

Speak of the devil

You opened the window and ushered him inside, “Isaac what happened? Are you okay?”

“I-I think that my father’s dead,” he admitted as his breathing sped up. 

No amount of anything could have prepared you for those words out of his mouth under these circumstances.

“It’s okay Isaac, just breath, tell me what happened,” you said calmly as you led him over to your bed. It took a few minutes to calm down enough to collect his thoughts, but even then you could see the fear in his eyes.

“You won’t believe me,” he decides, pulling away from you and taking a step towards the window.

“Isaac, you know that there is nothing you could say that I wouldn’t believe. Now please, start from the beginning,” you invite him to sit beside you.

He reluctantly begins, “That night in the graveyard, after I was attacked, there was this man. He saved my life and then started talking about these crazy things. He knew about my dad, and told me that there was a way I could protect myself, a way to make sure that I could never be hurt again. And he explained that it wasn’t going to be easy, but that it would be worth it. I didn’t believe him, not at first, but then he showed me. He gave me a choice, and I accepted his offer,” Isaac explained.

“I’m confused, what was it that he gave you?” you asked.

“He - I -,” he paused for a moment trying to decide the best way to explain this to you, “okay, what I am about to tell you, it’s dangerous and you have to swear not to tell anyone,” Isaac looked up for confirmation but decided it wasn’t enough, “Y/n, I want to hear you say it, I want you to swear to me.”

“I swear, whatever you tell me will stay between us. But god Isaac, you’re starting to scare me.”

Instead of telling you with words, Isaac allowed his eyes to show yellow. He was surprised to see that you didn’t shrink back in fear or hate. Before he could explain further, you caught him off-guard, “You’re a werewolf.”

“How do you know about this?” he asked taken aback.

But you ignored him, “You are a werewolf, which makes the man you met Derek Hale, and if your dad is dead, the hunters are going to think you did it. And even if they don’t tomorrow is a full moon,” you realized.

Isaac stared at you in shock, out of all of the reactions he had played through in his mind, this most definitely was not one of them. 

“Isaac,” you said pulling him out of his thoughts, “what happened tonight?” 

“It started out how it always starts, my dad and I were eating dinner and then things escalated until he was throwing things at me. He threw this glass right above my head and it shattered leaving a shard in my cheek, just below my eye. I was just going to leave, but my dad saw me heal, so I ran. He followed me and I managed to ditch him, but then I heard his screams. I circled back, and I could smell his blood, too much blood. So I freaked and came here, I didn’t know what else to do,” he explained as his breathing became more frantic again.

“It’s okay Isaac. Everything is going to be okay, I promise. We just need to go see Derek, he’ll know how to handle this. Come on,” you said as you pulled him up and towards the door. You had him wait in the hall as you snuck into your brother’s room and stole the keys to Roscoe. 

As the two of you backed out of the driveway, Isaac asked, “How do you know about all of this? Werewolves, Derek, hunters? Did he offer you the bite too? Are you one of us?” 

“Not me, Scott. And it is a long and complicated story, but I promise that I will be here to help you through all of this. It might seem overwhelming now, but it’ll all work out, I promise.”

So, the two of you went to Derek’s loft and explained the situation. Derek ordered that Isaac act like normal and lay low until he could figure it out. But outside of that, his curiosity as to what had actually happened was trumping his need to protect Isaac. 

A little annoyed at the alpha, you took Isaac back out to the jeep and decided that you were both going to stay the night at your house. After sticking Stiles’ keys back in his room, you went back to Isaac.

“Okay, so let’s get this straight. Because the police are going to question you once they find your father, so it’s better to prepare now. Your dad and you got into a small argument and you left and rode your bike here. You’ve been here all night and tomorrow morning you will come down and eat breakfast with us so that my father can see that with his own eyes. If they ask about anything else, you don’t speak until you have a lawyer present. They can’t hold you unless there is a witness or you admit to doing something. So after they question you, you come back here and we will figure out how to get you through your first full moon.”

“Okay, I can do that,” he agreed, “How are you so good at this? You’re so calm, while I’m over here completely freaking out.” 

“This isn’t my first rodeo,” you joked. 

“I’m glad that you are here, I don’t even want to think about what I would do without you.”

“Well fortunately, you don’t have to worry about it. Now get some rest,” you said motioning for him to climb in your bed next to you.

The next morning went to plan. You paraded Isaac in front of your dad. Once you got to school, you stayed in Isaac’s general vicinity offering reassuring smiles every so often. When you weren’t with Isaac, you were with Lydia who was trying to adjust to her first day back after being naked in the woods for three days. She didn’t remember anything, which was probably a good thing, but that didn’t help the fact that everyone was staring at her like she was crazy. 

To say that you were relieved when the school day was over was an understatement. If you could get Isaac to stay with Derek past the full moon before the police brought him in for questioning it would definitely be ideal. Now, you just had to make it through practice.

Even as you had that thought though, everything started to go wrong.  First, Scott had been able to sense a werewolf and went through the team one by one until he discovered that it was Isaac. Though before any sort of confrontation could occur, the police showed up and took Isaac away for questioning.

You made your way out to Roscoe where Scott and Stiles were and Scott turned to you, “they took Isaac in for questioning, his dad was found brutally murdered earlier this morning.” After seeing your lack of reaction he added, “but it seems like you already knew that.”

“Did you also know that he was a werewolf?” Stiles spoke before you had a chance to say anything. 

“He is innocent. And possibly in danger, because in case you haven’t noticed tonight is a full moon. So maybe you should be thinking about what we are going to do if they decide to try to hold him overnight.” 

“He’s Derek’s problem,” Scott replied trying to hide the betrayal he was feeling.

“You don’t mean that,” you reply, trying to remember that the full moon was affecting your friend.

“Why not? Maybe this is what it takes for Derek to understand that he can’t just turn innocent teenagers to fuel his power trip” Scott tried to justify, raising his voice.

“Whatever Scott,” you dismissed before turning to Stiles, “take me to the station, I’ll figure this out myself.”

However your brother hesitated not wanting to pick between you and Scott. Having enough of both of them you rolled your eyes, “Fine, I’ll find my own ride,” you said before storming back towards the school. 

“Y/n-” Stiles called after you. 

“Let her go, we don’t need her,” Scott growled. 

“Hey, what is your problem?” Stiles asked defensively.

“If Y/n wants to choose Derek and Isaac over us then we don’t need her, do we?” 

“Careful Scott, you are starting to sound jealous,” Stiles said as he threw his bag in the back seat. 

“I just think it’s stupid that she is defending them and that she lied to us for god knows how long.”

Stiles decided to just keep his mouth shut as he drove the pair to Scott’s house. Meanwhile, you got a ride to the police station from Danny and were sitting in a chair outside his office. You noticed that there was an officer milling around that you had never noticed before which was saying something considering the fact that your dad was the Sheriff. 

You noticed that he ducked into one of the empty offices as your dad came out of the interrogation room, clearly surprised to see you. 

“What do you think you are doing here?” he asked as he let you into his office.

“I’m here for Isaac, how are things going?”

“To be honest with you kiddo, not good.”

“Why what happened?”

“We have a witness that the two of them were fighting last night and then his bike was found at the scene of the crime.”

“And if you looked at it, you would’ve noticed that it had a flat tire, which is why Isaac had to walk to our house,” you explained thankful that you had thought to have Derek take care of the tire earlier. 

“I know he’s your friend, did you have any idea that his father was abusing him?”

Your face fell, if your dad knew that, it meant that he either had a witness or was able to search Isaac’s house. 

“You should have told me,” your father sighed looking disappointed.

“He didn’t want me too,” you tried but you already knew it was hardly an excuse, “but if you know about that, then you should also know that one of the ways his dad punished him was by locking him in a freezer which causes him to become claustrophobic. And locking him in a holding cell would be traumatizing,” you tried to reason. 

“So then what would you propose?”

“Find a way to delay the process until tomorrow. Isaac can stay the night at our house so you can keep an on him, take him into your custody or something I don’t know. He just lost his dad, and while their relationship was … complicated, he was still his dad. This is the last thing he needs right now.”

“Y/n…”

“Please Dad, he’s my friend and he’s innocent.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” he concedes. 

“Can I see him?” you ask as your dad is exiting his office.

“He’s in the first interrogation room.”

“Thank you.”

You let out a breath that you didn’t know you had been holding, and turned the doorknob to enter the room where Isaac had been left alone. 

“How are you holding up?” you asked taking a seat across from him and tossing him a reese’s from the vending machine.

“Better now that you are here. I heard you talking to your dad, do you really think that I’ll be able to walk out of here tonight?”

“I hope so, but don’t worry if not I have a back-up plan. Just try to stay calm, I know you are going through a lot today.”

“I can’t believe everything could go wrong so fast, I never wanted this. I just didn’t want to be afraid anymore.”

“You don’t deserve this, and I’m sorry that you are here right now. But I promise you that we will figure this out.” 

“I hope so.”

“Let’s try to get your mind on something else,” you said before engaging him in conversation until there was a soft knock on the door and your dad came in. 

“Well, Isaac, if you agree to staying in my custody, we are going to let you go for the night. We might need you to come back in tomorrow and answer a few more questions,” your dad explained. 

“Thank you so much Sheriff Stilinski,” Isaac said graciously.

“Don’t thank me, thank Y/n she’s practically your lawyer,” you dad joked, before adding “I have to finish up some paperwork, but then we can all go back to the house.”

“Sounds good, in the meantime can we wait in your office?” you asked wanting to get Isaac into a different environment.

“That’s fine.”

As soon as you and Isaac were alone in his office, you pulled out your phone and text Derek to update him on the entire situation. You then turned to Isaac, “How are you feeling?” you said referring to the full moon. 

“I got it under control for the time being, I think that it’ll be better once we get out of here though.”

“I don’t know if Derek told you, but your first one is always the hardest. You have to find something or someone that keeps you human. An anchor. Otherwise you’ll lose control. Stiles has chains and stuff that he used for Scott, and I’ll be there every step of the way. If it starts to get bad, I’ll call Derek.”

“I’m glad one of us has a plan,” Isaac said before resting his head in his hands feeling exhausted with everything that had happened.

You took a seat next to him and pulled him in your arms, not saying a word. It was about fifteen minutes later when your dad came in and escorted the two of you out to his car. When you arrived home he mentioned something about ordering pizza, you agreed and then rushed Isaac, who you could tell was beginning to struggle, upstairs. You got the stuff you needed out of Stiles’ room and noticed headlights across the street. Hunters. 

Realizing how much harder this would make things, you called Derek and told him to stay away. This could actually be a good thing, as long as you could keep Isaac under control, then maybe they wouldn’t suspect him of being a werewolf. That was definitely going to be easier said than done. Especially when you were alone and having to hide everything from your dad. 

You re-entered your room and set up the chains, hoping that by some miracle you wouldn’t need them. Your dad brought up the pizza and you accepted it gratefully before quickly closing the door behind you. This was going to be a long night.

||Strip Club|| The Pack imagine: Final part.

• Part 1: here

Requested: “do you think you could write a part two to strip club with the pack where like theo starts attending the club more without reader knowing and they both have these feelings for each other and they don’t talk about it until he sees her giving someone a lap dance and is jealous” ..

“PLEASE CAN YOU WRITE A PART TWO OF STRIP CLUB XXXXXXX” .. 

“I wanted to ask if you could make a part 2 to the pack imagine Strip Club. That was hilarious and i probably busted a rib laughing….” .. 

“you should make a part two to the stripper!!! (also I love your writing it is so good!)” .. “Can u do a strip club 2? I loved it! like everyone tries getting with the reader now especially Scott. If you do can I be tagged?”

                                                  aND MANY MORE

“She finally shows up!”Stiles yelled as I walked into Scott’s house.

“How did you get in?”Lydia asked, confused as no one opened the front door for me.

“Yeah, we didn’t even know you were showing up.”Malia added, making me look at Scott who was helping his mom place plates on the table.

“I have a key.”I answered, showing them the key Scott gave me to his house.

Stiles’ face dropped, looking hurt and confused at the same time.

“But I thought I was the only one who had a key to your house…I thought I was special?”Stiles mumbled, turning to Scott.

“Stiles, you made a copy of my key.”Scott reminded him as I sat down in between Malia and Theo. I turned around and waved at Liam who waved back.

Theo smirked as he scooter closer to me.

“Hey beautiful.”He whispered, making me smirk.

I heard Malia snarl and scoot closer to me.

“Hey (Y/N)…”Malia murmured, her lips barely touching my ear.

I grinned and turned to her.

“Malia.”I whispered, batting my eyelashes.

Malia grinned, leaning closer to me until Scott coughed loudly, causing us to turn to him.

Scott glared at Malia, Theo, and I.

“And you gave her a key instead of your bestfriend?”Stiles asked.

“Even I know that’s wrong Scott.”Theo spoke up, smiling amusingly.

“No one invited you, why are you even here?”Liam asked, making me grin.

The bickering between Liam and Theo was always entertaining.

“Yeah, who invited you?”Malia asked, glaring at him.

“First you give a key to (Y/N) and now you have Theo at our pack meetings?”Stiles questioned.

“Stiles honey, Theo’s been at our pack meetings for a while.”Lydia whispered, making Stiles’ frown soften.

“Oh yeah…”Stiles mumbled, smiling stupidly at Lydia who gave him a pat on the back.

“The one time you come to a pack meeting, it’s when we’re not talking about boring stuff and it’s movie night.”Stiles muttered as he grabbed the tv remote.

“Alright what movies on Netflix should we watch?”Stiles asked.

“Civil War!”Liam excitedly suggested.

“I’m with Liam!”I yelled also excited.

“No we’ve watched that like many times.”Stiles argued.

“I say Star Wars-”

“No!”We all yelled, making him flinch.

“If I have to see it again, I’m going to gouge my own eyeballs out.”Theo muttered.

“I’ll do it for you.”Malia mumbled, making Liam chuckle.

“I literally can’t say a word without someone verbably attacking me.”Theo muttered.

“That’s what you get for trying to kill our alpha and break us apart.”Stiles shrugged.

“That was a while ago, get over it Stiles.”Theo groaned in annoyance.

“Well Theo did risk his ass for this dumbass many times and it does look like he’s changed.”I spoke up, turning to Liam when I say dumbass.

Liam made a confused puppy face, making me laugh lightly as I rested my head on his lap.

“You’re adorable.”I whispered, making him grin down at me as he leaned down, his face hovering over mine.

I grinned back up at him, only noticing how close our faces were. Liam, Lydia, and Stiles were the only ones out of the pack that I haven’t kissed. Well I did makeout with Liam but I initiated the kiss, and I was ‘Rose’ at the time. Lydia and Stiles are dating so of course I couldn’t kiss them, but Liam… he’s just never made a move. Unlike Malia, Theo, or Scott. Especially Scott. They all initiated the kisses and sometimes even other things. I felt my phone buzz in my hands, making me look down at it. It was a text from Scott.

‘I’ve been thinking about you all day.’ 

I looked up from my phone to see Scott smirking at me. My lips curve into a grin. I don’t know how no one knew about Scott and I hooking up secretly. Hooking up with a werewolf was amazing, especially a true alpha. Those red eyes really do bring out the submissive side in you. I looked down at my phone again and saw I had another text from Scott.

‘Say you need to go to the bathroom, I’ll meet you in my room in a minuet.’

I looked over at Scott and shook my head no.

“Now.”He mouthed before flashing his alpha red eyes.

“Hey Scott can I use your bathroom?”I asked, immediately getting up.

“Yeah, of course.”He answered, smiling innocently.

I ran upstairs and started to remove my clothes, only staying in my undergarments. A few seconds later, Scott walked in and locked his door. 

( I wrote this part while listening to this song on repeat)

Scott’s breath hitched as his eyes landed on me. He wasted no time and stormed over, his hands cupping my face as his lips meet mine. I shiver as his cold hands travel from my face to my lower back. Scott notices this, making him grin into the heated kiss. I practically melt under his touch before he shoves me onto his bed. I remove my undergarments, knowing damn well Scott would tear them off of me, and I couldn’t have that happening today. Scott stripped himself until he was only wearing his boxers. The bed sunk as Scott climbed onto the bed, hovering over me. His fingers ran down painfully slow against my skin until he reached my pussy. I gasped as his middle and ring finger starts to move in circular motions over my clit. Grasping onto his shoulder, I let out a shaky breath as he presses down harder. 

“Faster.”I moaned, digging my nails into his shoulders.

Soon enough, Scott’s fingers did move at a faster pace, one that drove me insane with pleasure. That was until Scott suddenly stopped. I whined at the sudden removal of his fingers.Scott moved down when out of nowhere I moaned out loud at the feeling of his tongue roughly gliding across the sensitive nub, arching my back. I cried out as he pinched my sensitive nub, making my hands clutch onto his dark black locks, tugging at it. He growled in response before repeatedly flicking his tongue over the nub. And once again, as I almost reached my high, he pulled away. I groaned and pulled him onto me.

“Ineedyou to fuck me.”I growled, making Scott’s eyes glow alpha red.

Scott finally stripped his boxers off, revealing his fully erect cock. His hand wrapped around his hard cock, gliding up and down.  My mouth watered at the sight before me. He grabbed my shoulders and aligned himself between my legs. As soon as he pushes himself into me, Scott’s door bursts open. Scott swiftly pulls his bed sheets over us and we turn to see who’s at the door.

Please don’t be Melissa, please don’t be Melissa.

I sigh in relief to see it isn’t Melissa, but Malia instead.

“Malia, get out!”Scott snarled as Malia closed the door behind her.

She simply ignored Scott and locked the door. I could feel her dark gaze on me, making me smirk. I lower the bed sheets to reveal my nipples.

“Malia.”Scott warned as he climbed on top of me again.

“I’m not going to quit fucking her so if I were you I’d leave.”Scott growled as he pushed himself into me again.

I let out a whimper as his thrusts become rougher, making me throw my head back. That’s when Malia decides she couldn’t take it anymore. She strips herself down until she’s fully naked, making me lick my lips. That always drove her wild. Scott looked over and shuddered at the sight of Malia naked. Malia stormed over and ignored Scott, placing herself down over my face, specifically placing her pussy over my lips. Malia moaned as I sucked on her clit, nibbling lightly. Scott’s pace quickens as Malia rubs her nipples in between her middle finger and thumb. I moan at the sight and immense amount of pleasure I was receiving from Scott, making Malia whimper as her hips buckle. I grab her hips, forcing her to move faster. Malia looks down at me with her cold steel glowing blue eyes.

“Fuck, (Y/N). Just like that.”Malia cried out.

Scott hit my g-spot, making me whimper which caused Malia to moan. With Scott hitting my g-spot and both Malia and Scott’s moans and cries, I clench around Scott and cry out as I shake, cumming. Scott groans and after a few thrusts his cock twitches, quickly pulling out and shoots hot semen onto my stomach. Scott moves over and wraps his lips around Malia’s nipples, and soon enough, she cums on my face.

*two days later*

“Rose, the green eyed hottie is waiting for you again!”Kaylee yelled over the loud music.

I smiled, ever since the pack found out about my job, he’s been coming in every time I worked. I grabbed my phone and dialed his phone number as I went into the changing rooms in the back.

“Hey beautiful.”Theo greeted, answering my call.

“My shift just ended, meet me at my house.”I ordered before hanging up.

I took my mask off and took removed my robe. I grabbed my coat and used it to cover my stripper outfit as I walked out and into my car. I sped to my house, knowing Theo would be first to arrive at my house. I pulled up in the driveway and sure enough he was standing on my porch. My parents were both working tonight. I’d be lying if I said I never had fantasies about Theo. Over the past couple of months I had grown feelings for  Malia, Scott, and Theo. Theo and I had never had sex, but he was definitely my second crush from the pack. My first crush? I’ll never tell, besides, they and I probably wouldn’t have sex. Theo definitely has a stronger effect on me compared to Scott and Malia.

“You’re still wearing your outfit?”Theo asked as I walked up to the front door.

I unlocked the door and smirked before dragging him inside. I closed the door behind us and turned the lights on, shoving him onto the couch.

“Fuck me.”Theo murmured as I let the coat drop on the floor, revealing my stripper outfit.

“Oh I’m about to…”I whispered before dropping onto my knees.

I quickly fumbled with his belt and tugged his jeans down. As I was about to reach for his boxers, Theo unclipped my bra. Theo groaned at the sight of my bare breast. I grabbed the hem of his boxers and pulled them down to ankles. Before Theo had time to react, I ran my tongue roughly down his shaft, making him shiver. He gasped as I moved my head down his now erect cock. He gripped onto my hair and helped move my head up and down. Soon Theo began to move his hips forward, making me gag. He moaned out loud as he started to face fuck me. 

“(Y/N)!”Scott roared as the front door flew open.

Dammit, I forgot to lock it.

I turned to see Malia and Scott at the door. Theo let go of my hair and froze while I smirked at them.

“Close the door, will you?”I asked before going down on Theo again.

Malia and Scott looked at each other before smirking.

And that night would never be forgotten by the four of us, especially by me. That night I had thebest orgasm of my life.——————————————————

IED ||Liam Dunbar || Part 1

I decided to combine three request so I can try and catch up with all the request I’ve received. 

Requested: “can i get a liam x reader where the reader also has I.E.D and moved to beacon hills and one day she was getting bullied and all of a sudden she just screamed and punched the guy and stiles and scott saw what happened and then you got brought to the guidance counsellor and got told to work with liam because he was getting better with his. Also could you make it get really fluffy”

                   And 

“could you please do a Liam smut where it’s their first time (ever) and they’re both kind of awkward at first like with fingering then it starts to all come together and they have passionate sex ?” 

                  And

“OMG can you do a Liam imagine based off the game “too hot” (where you have to makeout and can’t touch but first one to touch loses) and it turns to smut??”

“Fuck!”I cursed as I spilled water on my blue jeans.

I let go of the steering wheel and accidentally pressed my foot further onto the gas pedal as I looked down at my legs, jumping as I felt my car run hit something. I looked up to see I had ran over a bike.

“I just got to this stupid school and I’m already having a bad day.”I muttered as I stepped out of my car.

“What the hell man? You ran over my bike!”A dirty blonde boy with brown eyes yelled as he and his friends rushed over.

“I’m so sorry, I was trying to park and I spilled-”I started to say before I was interrupted by the dirty blonde.

“Are you fucking retarded?”The dirty blonde furiously questioned.

Is he for real going to use retard as a way to insult me? Unbelievable.

“Connor, chill! She’s a girl. You know they can’t drive.”The blonde boy with blue eyes spoke up.

A sexist comment? Oh they’re reallytrying me.

“How about you shut your mouths and get out of my way.”I spat, shoving past them.

I had to get away from them before I’d do something they’d regret. Of course something had already happened on my first day in my new school. Suddenly I felt someone hand grip my wrist and that’s when I knew that I probably wouldn’t even get to see the inside of this new school. I swiftly turned around and swung my fist at ‘Connor’. Connor stumbled back into his friends arms who stared at me with shocked expressions.

“Touch me again, I fucking dare you!”I bellowed, breathing heavily.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”Connor yelled as he held his bleeding nose.

“What the fuck is wrong with me?”I asked in disbelief as I started to laugh manically.

“I’ll show you what’s wrong with me.”I seethed as I started charging towards him.

All of a sudden I felt someone grab me from behind and pick me up. I thrashed around on their arms, trying to escape. I kept screaming and grunting when I noticed a brown eyed pale boy start yelling at the person who carried me.

“Scott you’re not helping her by holding her down!”A voice on my right yelled.

The pale boy opened the door to a room where I was thrown into There were lockers everywhere, so obviously it’s a locker room. A boy I hadn’t noticed shoved the guy who held me and the pale one away from the door and closed it. I was still raging when he walked over to me.

“Hey, I know you’re mad but whatever made you explode, raging won’t undo what happened and it won’t make things better.”He reminded me, slowly approaching me.

“Just inhale…and now exhale. Inhale, exhale.”He whispered, doing as he said.

I inhaled and exhaled with the boy and soon quit shaking.

“I’m guessing you have anger issues?”He asked, making me nod as I let out a shaky breath.

“IED to be exact.”I murmured, resting against the nearest locker.

The blue eyed boy smiled lightly making me furrow my eyebrows at him.

“Oh it amuses you? Well I’m glad to be entertainment to you, dick.”I spat, making the blue eyed boy furrow his eyebrows.

“No, it’s not that. It’s just…I have I.E.D too.”He admitted.

I turned to him and smiled like he had earlier.

“Cool- I mean not cool, having I.E.D isn’t cool. It sucks really, but-”I started to say but was cut off by the blue eyed boy.

“It’s cool to meet someone else who has I.E.D. Someone who knows what it’s like.”He spoke up.

I grinned and nodded.

“I’m Liam.”He greeted, holding out his hand.

“(Y/N), and thank you Liam.”I thanked.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N), to the principal’s office please.”I heard someone say over the intercom.

I sighed and threw my head in my hands. My parents were going to kill me for getting in trouble on the first day. The bell rang, making Liam jump to his feet.

“Shit, I’m late. I have to go sorry, good luck with the principal!”Liam yelled as he ran out.

I groaned and rose to my feet. Not a good start at this new school.

*two weeks later*

“I don’t think you should be here today.”My friend Jessica whispered as we walked through the halls of Beacon Hills High.

“Why not?”I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

Her eyes widened as she looked ahead. As I was about to turn, Jessica grabbed my hand and turned us around.

“Just trust me, you should go home.”Jessica muttered, dragging me away from whatever she had seen.

I yanked my wrist from her grip and turned around.

“I trust you but I can’t leave-”I began to say but stopped as I had finally realized why she wanted me to leave.

On my locker, there were posters of what seemed to be me, but a green version of me. I clenched my fists and stormed over, ripping one of the posters off my locker. People were crowding my locker. Looking closer at it, I realized why I was green in the picture. They were making me look like The Hulk. There were speech bubbles, mocking me for having anger issues and exploding over ‘ stupid reasons’. Anger rose inside me as I began tearing the posters off my locker.

“Aw you didn’t like my gift? That’s too bad, I could’ve sworn it represented you exactly for who you are.”Connor purred.

Jessica ran over to my side, grabbing my arms to keep me from lunging at Connor.

“(Y/N), let’s go. He isn’t worth it.”She tried reassuring me.

I remembered what Liam had told me to do on my first day at school. I inhaled and exhaled a couple of times before forcing a smile onto my face.

“You’re right Jessica, shrimp dick here isn’t worth it.” I muttered, glaring at him.

Connor’s smirk fell, he recently has his nudes leaked. So many people were teasing him over how small his dick is, but honestly, it makes sense.

“Maybe if you didn’t act like a massive dick, you’d probably have an average size dick.”I spat, making the crowd 

Connor’s jaw clenched but relaxed when I turned to my locker. Once I opened it, green paint splattered all over my face. Everyone gasped. I felt my eyes tear up as I looked at my paint stained clothes. I felt completely and utterly humiliated. I felt vulnerable. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”Jessica yelled as tears trickled down my face.

“Not so tough now, huh-”Connor started to say before I let out a scream, swinging my fist at his face.

He fell backwards, as I continued to rage. Grabbing his dirty blonde locks, I slammed his face against the floor, continuously until I was yanked away from Connor. I’m pinned against the lockers as I thrash around in the male teachers grip.

“Calm down, quit it!”The male teacher yelled.

“I’ll calm down when you let me go!”I screamed back, glaring at the teacher.

But he didn’t listen.

“Oh you are just the kind of kids that make me wish we could hit you little shits.”The teacher muttered, making me laugh manically.

“Oh try me you old piece of shit.”I spat.

Suddenly the two older boys I had met on my first day of school along with Liam dashed over.

“Coach, she has I.E.D. Most people with I.E.D don’t respond well when you hold them or touch them while they rage.”Stiles spoke up.

“Don’t tempt me, sweetheart.”Coach spat back, ignoring Stiles.

“Oh but I am, sweetheart.”I teased, making Coach fume.

As soon as the Coach gripped me tighter, Scott and Stiles grabbed his arms and managed to get him to release me.

I balled my hand into fists until someone appeared by my side. A brunette grabbed my wrists and held me back from attacking the coach. I glared at the brunette and tried yanking my arms away from her, but she was insanely strong. After Stiles and Scott let go of the coach, he turned to the brunette.

“Malia,take her to the office.”Coach muttered before yelling at everyone to get to class.

Malia dragged me the office where she forced me to sit and wait for the guidance counselor. The guidance counselor and principal stepped out of their offices and talked to me. I explained why I exploded and ‘assaulted’ Connor. After a brief discussion with them, they decided they were going to call my parents to tell them to pick me up because I am now suspended for a week. The principal left to go call my parents while I sat across from the guidance counselor.

“(Y/N), this is partially my fault. I should’ve done this sooner.”She spoke up as she grabbed her mic.

I furrowed my eyebrows and watched as she pressed the black button and began to speak.

“Liam Dunbar, Liam Dunbar to the guidance counselors office. Liam Dunbar to the guidance counselors office, please.”The guidance counselor announced over the intercom.

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. I hadn’t seen Liam since my first day at school. A minute later, Liam walked in. He froze as he noticed me sitting in the chair.

“You asked for me?”Liam spoke up, still standing.

“Liam, yes. Please, sit.”The guidance counselor answered, pointing at the spot next to me on her couch.

Liam pressed his lips into a thin line before sitting on the opposite side of the couch from me. I frowned and felt slightly hurt by his actions.

“Liam since you’ve been getting better with your I.E.D, I was wondering if you could help (Y/N) deal with hers. You know, giver her some tips, anything that would help her.”She explained.

Liam looked over at me while I looked down at my hands before. He sighed and ran his fingers through his beautifully styled brown hair.

“Yeah, sure.”——————————————————————————————

]Requested: “Heyy! I wanted to ask you if you would want to write a Theo Raeken imagine based on Dusk Till Dawn by ZAYN and Sia? Love u “

Not tryna be indie
Not tryna be cool
Just tryna be in this
Tell me, are you too?
Can you feel where the wind is?
Can you feel it through
All of the windows
Inside this room?

It was one of those nights where I felt the need to run through Beacon Hills Preserve, wanting to escape from everything going on. I sneaked out during a pack meeting at Scott’s house, feeling too overwhelmed by our current situation. Gerard Argent was forming an army, an army with one goal, wipe out the entire existence of supernatural beings.

I felt my phone vibrating, making me groan as I slowed down. I looked at my phone to see Scott calling, they noticed earlier than usual. I declined his call and continued on with my run, wanting to get to the highest point which had the best view of the moon. Most people come here for the ‘aesthetic view’. I finally made it to the top and sat on the edge. I let out a sigh, slumping down onto the leaves.

“You left just becuse you were trying to be indie or cool?”I heard a familair voice ask.

“I’m not trying to be indie, not trying to be cool.”I answered, not bothering to look back at him.

“Then why’d you come here?”Theo asked, plopping down next to me.

“I’m just trying to be in this…”I mumbled.’

“In what?”He questioned, confused as to what I was refering to.

“”This moment, life in general. I get we have to be ready for the war that’s coming, but if Lydia is right… I want to appreciate every single little beautiful thing before I die.“I explained, making him tilt his head. 

 "Don’t you?“I asked. 

“I don’t really know how to."He answered. 

"It’s simple really, close your eyes."I told him.

 As soon as he closed his eyes, I noticed him clenching his jaw. 

"Can you feel where the wind is?"I asked, making him open his eyes.

 "No.."He answered in a cold tone.

“Well maybe if you’d loosen up, you’d feel the wind go through you.”I muttered.

“Are you on drugs?”He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Oh Theo…"I sighed before laying on my back.

Cause I wanna touch you, baby
And I wanna feel you, too
I wanna see the sunrise and your sins
Just me and you
Light it up, on the run
Let’s make love, tonight
Make it up, fall in love, try.

What’re you doing?"Theo asked as I stared at his chiseled jawline. 

"Imagining my hands touching you."I bluntly answered. 

He couldn’t help but smirk at my comment, and then stared back at me with the same longing look I gave him. 

“You can’t get enough of me, can’t you?”Theo asked, chuckling as he turned to me.

“Niether can you.”I answered, making him grin.

“Yeah, you’re right.”He mumbled, his eyes flickering down at my lips.

I placed a gentle kiss on his lips, smiling as he pulled me back for another.

“She doesn’t bite for once.”Theo spoke up as we pulled away.

“It’s not always about lust Raeken…”I replied, shrugging.

“Well we are, that’s the reason why we hook up.”Theo argued.

“Then why do you insist on staying after I tell you that you don’t have to stay?”I asked.

“Well…It’s late when we finish, Beacon Hills is a dangerous place to walk around in at night.”Theo answered.

“Just admit it, you like me.”I mumbled.

“Why would I?”He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

Ouch.

“We did say no strings attached. Just pure lust and pleasure.”Theo added, making me roll my eyes and shove him away from me.

I watched as his smirk faltered, his facial expression softening as his eyes flickered between my eyes and chest.

“You caught feelings…didn’t you?”Theo asked, probably listening to my heartbeat.

“As if.”I scoffed, glaring at him.

“(Y/N)-”Theo starrted to say but was cut off by the sound a gunshot.

“Run.”I muttered, jumping to my feet.

Theo tried to reach for me, but I was still upset with him. My stubborn dumbass decided to run away not just from hunters but Theo as well. After a few minuets of running, I run into Nolan Holloway.

¨God dammit, of course I run into the creepy kid with a gun.”I cursed.

I held my hands up, hoping Nolan knew I wasn’t supernatural.

“Nolan, shoot her.”Gabe ordered, making me turn around.

“Great, I also happen to run into Mr.School Shooter too.”I insulted, making Gabe glare at me.

“Nolan!”Gabe warned, pointing his rifle between Nolan and I.

“I’m human you dumbass, you can’t shoot me!”I snapped, glaring back at Gabe.

Gabe smirked before firing a bullet into my shoulder. I fell back onto the ground and whimpered, grabbing my shoulder as blood started to trickle down.

“Gabe, what the hell? We’re supposed to shoot the supernatural, not humans!”Nolan scolded Gabe as he helped me up.

“She’s apart of Scott’s pack, no one in Scott’s pack is human.”Gabe seethed as I held onto Nolan.

“Are you fucking blind, do you not see my bleeding wound? I would’ve healed by now!”I spat, fuming with anger.

Gabe walked over to us, making Nolan and I slowly back up. Gabe shoved Nolan away from me before swinging his rifle at me, smacking me right across my face. I stumbled backwards, feeling my cheek start to trickle blood.

“Gabe!”Nolan yelled as Gabe grabbed dragged me all the way until he found a large and deep hole in the ground.

I kept trying to swing my fist and legs at Gabe, but he kept blocking them. Gabe shoved me into the hole. I almost managed to pull Gabe down with me, but he swung his right fist at my face, making me let go.

“Gabe-”

“Nolan go, go before I shoot you next!”Gabe threatened.

I listened as Nolan sighed before he started to walk away.

“Fuck you Gabe!”I screamed, feeling my my eyes get teary.

I was pissed, so pissed that I started to feel tears fall down my cheeks. 

“I’m going to kill you when I get out of here, fuck you Gabe!”I shrieked before I heard bullets flying in the air, hitting the dirt I was in. 

I crouched down and covered my head, screaming in fear. I can’t die like this, I don’t want to die. I’m just a kid, a kid who still hasn’t graduated from high school. I don’t want to die like this. God, please don’t let me die tonight.

Suddenly the gunfire stopped, everything was silent except the sound of lecaes crunching under someones feet. I crawled to the corner, not wanting the person to spot me. 

“Will you please grab my hand and let me help you?”

But you’ll never be alone
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here
I’ll hold you when things go wrong
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here

“Theo?”I asked, looking up at him with teary eyes.

“You didn’t think I’d leave you alone, did you?”Theo asked, smirking.

My quivering lips formed into a smile as I Theo reached down for my hand. I gladly gave him my hand, making him pull me out of the hole.

“I thought I was going to die.”I muttered, feeling my eyes tear up agaimn.

“Hey, I’m right here. No one’s dying on my watch.”Theo answered, holding my hand as he lead the way.

“Why, because you’re afraid Scott would blame you and that would ruin your plan of joining the pack?”I joked, making him scoff.

“This is the thanks I get for saving your life?”He asked in disbelief.

“…Thank you.”

We were shut like a jacket
So do your zip
We will roll down the rapids
To find a wave that fits
Can you feel where the wind is
Can you feel it through
All of the windows
Inside this room

“Scott, can I borrow a shirt?”I asked as I looked through his closet.

“By borrow you mean have, don’t you?”Scott asked from his bathroom. 

I had just taken a shower in Scott’s bathroom after a long night of trying to figure out how to defeat Gerard and the Anuk-Ite. Normally Scott and Stiles would stay up all night to figure these situations out, but Stiles wasn’t here at the moment. Scott decided not to tell Stiles our situation, not wanting to drag his best friend back into danger.

“Maybe!”I yelled, finding one of his clean white tshirts.

“Could you get that?”Scott asked as we boht heard knocking coming from downstairs.

“Sure…”I mumbled before sprinting downstairs.

I pulled the door open to see Theo who was surprised to see me.

“T-Theo, what’re you doing here?”I asked.

“What’re you doing here and why are you wearing Scott’s shirt?”Theo asked.

This is the first time we’ve spoken to each other in three days since Theo had saved my life. Theo and I had closed one another out since he figured out I had feelings for him.

“Is it the pizza?”Scott asked, walking down the stairs with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

Theo’s jaw clenched as he looked between Scott and I, putting two and two together. My hair was wet, and so was Scott’s. Water droplets were on his chest and for gods sake, he only had a towel wrapped around his waist while I only wore Scott’s shirt.

“Sadly for you guys, I don’t have pizza.”Theo mumbled, eyeing me.

I didn’t need to be a werewolf to know Theo was upset to see me with Scott.

A man behind Theo cleared his throat, making Theo move out of the way.

“I have the pizza.”The man spoke up.

Scott garbbed 20 dollars from my purse, making me whine.

“I’ll pay you back.”Scott assured me, making me roll my eyes. 

I noticed Theo turn around, knowing he’d leave. Something in me knew I could’t let him go.

“Theo.”I spoke up, grabbing his hand.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, turning to face me.

“Stay…please.”I pleaded.

Theo’s eyes softened before he smiled softly at me. I dragged him into Scott’s house where Scott was already devouring the pizza. His phone started to ring, making him grab it. He looked to see who was calling him and started to choke.

“I-it’s Kira.”He whispered, looking up at me.

“Answer her!”I yelled, making him run away with his phone.

“They’re still together?”Theo asked.

“Yeah, they still are.”I answered, grinning

"So you two had shower sex-” “Tyler and I stayed up all night trying to figure out how to win this war.

 I took a shower first and then he did."I explained.

 Theo simply nodded, looking down at his hands as we both sat on Scott’s couch in silence. I didn’t expect Theo and I to start talking all of sudden, but I really hope we would before Scott comes back.

 "Are you still having nightmares?"I blurted out, turning to look at him. 

Theo was taken aback by question, but nevertheless he answered.

 "Sometimes, but it’s not as bad as before."Theo answered, shrugging. 

I nodded, looking back down at my hands.

 "What about you?"He asked.

 "I don’t have nightmares."I answered, confused. 

"You do, maybe they’re not like mine, but they’re nightmares."Theo stated, making me look up at him.

Theo and I stared back at each other until I pursed my lips into a thin line, trying not to smile. Of course there would be tension between us both. I can’t tell if it’s sexual tension or-

“I can’t take this anymore.”Theo muttered,snapping me out of my daydream.

“What-”I started to say but was cut off by Theo’s lips.

I sat there frozen for a few seconds, bewildered by his sudden actions. He cupped my face as soon as I started to kiss back. My hands instantly flew to the back of his head, grabbing a handful of his hair. Theo grinned into the kiss, sending sparks to the tip of my fingers and toes. After a few more seconds, Theo and I pulled away for air. We rested our foreheads against each others, trying to steady our breathing. 

“W-why did you do that?”I asked, stuttering over my words.

“I couldn’t help myself.”He admitted, grinning sheepishly as he let out a shaky breath.

“(Y/N)!”Scott yelled, making me shove Theo off the couch.

He landed on the floor with a loud thud, groaning as he held the back of his head.

“We need to talk.”Scott stated as he ran into thw living room.

“Chisme?”I asked.

“Not everything is chisme (Y/N)…okay it’s chisme.”

‘Cause I wanna touch you, baby
I wanna feel you, too
I wanna see the sunrise and your sins
Just me and you
Light it up, on the run
Let’s make love tonight
Make it up, fall in love, try

“Did you really have to knock him out 5 times?”I asked Theo as he drove an unconcious Liam and I away from Hill Valley Zoo.

“Would you rather have him wolf out and murder someone or have me knock him out unconcious?”He asked, making me sigh.

“Stop being a smartass, you make me frustrated.”I spat, crossing my arms.

“Sexually frustrated?”He asked, smirking.

I smiled at the memory of the time I heard Isaac say the same thing to Allison. My smile instantly faltered as I thought of Allison. She died at a young age, she died before she could graduate. I don’t want to die before I graduate, I didn’t want that happening to any of us.

“What’s wrong?”Theo asked, turning to me with a worried expression on his face.

“Nothing, keep your eyes on the road.”I mumbled, shifting in the passangers seat uncomfortably.

Theo shook his head, chuckling as he continued to look at me.

“Theo, eyes on the road.”I warned as the car started to swerve slightly.

“I will, once you tell me what’s bothering you.”Theo stated, making me furrow my eyebrows.

“Theo!”I screamed as I pointed at a coyote in the road.

“You still haven’t told me. Poor animal, guess it’s time for it to be roadkill-”

“Okay, okay! I’ll tell you!”I yelled, making him swere out of the coyotes way.

“Have you lost your fucking mind? That could’ve been Malia for all we know!”I belowed, fuming with anger as Theo finally looked back at the road.

“Are you going to tell me or not?”Theo asked.

“Since when did you care?”I asked.

“What makes you think I don’t care?”He questioned.

“No feelings, no strings attached.”I answered, qouting him.

“Is that what’s bothering you?”He asked,placing his hand on top of mine.

“No, it’s Allison. Allison died before she could graduate, she died before she could marry Scott. She wanted a future with him, but she died. I don’t wan’t that for me, for you, for anyone. I don’t want to die, not now, not for a while.”I explained, makinh him squeeze my hand tighter.

“I won’t let that happen.”Theo whispered.

“Why do you care?”I wondered, confused as to when and why he started acting this way.

“I always have.”He answered as he stopped the car.

“Why are we stopping?”I inquired.

Theo turned to me and caressed my hand softly, looking down at me.

“I care about you, I care about you because you’re human. Scott once stated that I’m barely even human, which he’s not wrong about. You on the other hand, you’re human as can be. You’re changing me into someone better, someone who has human qualities.”Theo revealed, making my heart flutter.

“You’re making it really hard not to kiss you right now.”I blurted out, instantly regretting it.

As soon as Theo’s mouth opened to answer, I heard Liam groan, indicating he was awake.

“Good morning sleeping beauty.”I greeted, making Liam roll his eyes.

“Yes Theo had to know you out to keep you from killing Nolan. How many times, well 5 to be exact. Did you kill him, no.”I rambled on, knowing exactly what Liam was gonna ask.

“How do you do that?”Liam asked, bewildered.

“You’re predictable Liam. You didn’t drag Theo here with you because you wanted to hang out with him, you dragged him here because the Anuk-Ite is affecting you.”I answered, leaving him more shocked.

“And why did I bring you?”Liam challenged.

“Because you think Theo behaves better when I’m around. You brought me to keep Theo in check.”I answered.

“Wait a minuet, the Anuk-Ite causes fear, not anger? I didn’t act out of fear, I acted out of rage.”Liam stated.

“People only feel one emotion at a time.”Theo spoke up, eyeing me specifically.

The hell was he talking about? This is about Liam, not me.

“You get angry when you’re afraid Li, it’s just how you react.”

But you’ll never be alone
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here
I’ll hold you when things go wrong
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here 

My eyes fluttered open as I felt a warm hand being placed ontop of mine.

“Hey.”Theo whispered, smiling warmly at me.

“W-where’s Lydia? Where’s Mason, Scott-”

“They’re all okay, don’t worry. You and Melissa got hurt pretty badly but luckily you both survived.”Theo afirmmed.

“Did they sedate me? I’m feeling very sleepy again.”I asked, yawning.

“Yeah, they’re about to preform surgery on you.”He answered, making me groan.

“Sir, I’m going to need you to leave.”A nurse spoke up as she walked into my room.

“No, don’t leave me alone.”I mumbled, already half asleep.

Theo started to whispering to the nurse, making me squint my eyes so I could see what he was trying to say.

“Theo…”I whispered, reaching out for him.

“I’m right here (Y/N).”He assured as he intertwined our fingers.

“Thank you…”

Could give love to your body
It’s, only you that can stop it
Go, give love to your body
It’s, only you that can stop it
Go, give love to your body
It’s, only you that can stop it
Go, give love to your body
Go, give love to your body

“Scott, watch out!”I screamed as I heard the sound of a katana skidding across the floor. 

Scott and I were currently in the library, where the Aunk-Ite had found us. I opened my eyes to see an Oni in front of Scott. I ran over and immediately shoved Scott out of the way. As soon as I turned to see the Oni, it’s katana hit my side. I gasped for air as I began to turn into stone. Since I turned into stone, the Katana lodged in my side also turned into stone with it still inside me. I don’t know if this made my situation worse or better, I only knew that I wouldn’t die by bleeding out.

“(Y/N)?”Scott yelled.

“She’s gone, they’re all gone.”Someone whispered.

“They’re gone because of you. You failed them, you failed everyone.”I heard the familair voice say.

I watched as Void Stiles taunt Scott who still had his eyes closed.

“Especially her…especially Allison.”Were the words that got me.

Scott roared at the Anuk-Ite, jumping out of his hiding spot, trying to claw at the Anuk-Ite. The Anuk-Ite simply dissapeared into thin air.

I watched in horror as Scott clawed out his eyes. I wanted to help, but I couldn’t. I could only watch. Scott was now somehow able to locate the Anuk-Ite, getting a few good wounds on him. 

Out of nowhere, Stiles runs in, instantly seeing the Anuk-Ite. Before he can completely turn into stone, someone behind him grabs a jar of some kind of powder in it, throwin it around the Anuk-Ite. I close my eyes, hoping I wouldn’t get any powder in my eyes. As soon as I heard the Anuk-Ite cry out in agony, my eyes shot open. I felt the stone around me crumble and fall off and soon I was free.

I fell to my knees as I gripped the katana lodged in my side. I heard footseps nearing towards me, but they stopped as I pleaded them help Scott instead.

“Kira?”Scott spoke up, making me look over.

Oh my god, Kira came back.

“Scott, you have to heal.”Kira whispered, worried for him.

“Stiles, help (Y/N).”Scott ordered as I managed to withdraw the Katana from my side.

I whimpered, panting as I gripped my bleeding side. Stiles rushed over to my side, kneeling down as he wrapped his flannel around my waist. 

“She’s losing a lot of blood Scott!”Stiles yelled as Derek, Malia, Lydia, and Peter walked in.

“She has to trigger her inner werewolf. She has to shift so she can heal or she’ll die.”Peter declared as Derek instructed Scott to do the same or he’d be belind forever.

“I’m not a werewolf…I’m just a human.”I whimpered, tears running down my face in pure agony.

“I ca- I can’t.”Scott cried out as Kira cupped his face.

“Scott you told me you couldn’t make it into UC Davis, but you did. You think you can’t but you can heal, I know you can.”Kira rambled on, panicking.

“Scott, give her her memories back.”Peter demanded. 

“He’s a little busy.”Malia reminded him.

“(Y/N), don’t close your eyes.”Lydia mumbled as she and Stiles tried their best to keep me awake.

“I’m trying.”I muttered through gritted teeth.

Lydia suddenly turned to look at Stiles who was already holding her hand.

“Kira…kiss him.”Lydia ordered.

“Lydia I don’t think it’s a good time to-”

“Just kiss him!”Lydia shouted, making Kira smash her lips against Scott’s.

My vision started to slowly blur, making me panic. I wanted to see Scott and Kira kiss one last time, I wanted to see Scott’s eyes heal. Peter started to notice my head droop slightly, making him sprint over. He grabbed my hand an tried to take my pain, hoping that’d help. He couldn’t take my pain, neither could Derek, nor Malia. Liam was too busy taking Scott’s pain. My eyes focused in on Scott’s bloody eyes slowly healing, glowing their alpha red color. I was happy to see him staring adoringly at Kira. I looked at everyone and smiled. This was my pack, this was my family, and I loved them. Which is why I’m glad that if I had to die for them, then it woukd be worth it. 

“I d-don’t w-want to di-die alone.”I whispered as Lydia and Stiles rushed over to Scott.

My ears started to ring as everything went black around me. A few seconds later, my eyes slowly fluttered open to see Theo kneeling in front of me.

But you’ll never be alone
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here
I’ll hold you when things go wrong
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here
I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn
Baby, I’m right here

“How many times do I have to remind you that you’ll never be alone?”Theo asked.

“Am I in heaven?”I questioned, making him chuckle as black streaks travled through his arms and face.

“I promised you I wouldn’t let you die (Y/N).”Theo reminded me, his teary eyes squinting as his grin grew wide.

Everyone stared in awe at the scene before them. This was the first time Theo Raeken had taken anyones pain, the only time he succeeded. Just like Mason had told Theo, ‘You can’t take pain if you don’t care.’. And that’s why it finally worked. It worked because he had finally found someone he truly cared about, someone he had learned to love.

Scott forced himself to stand and walked over to me.

“This is going to hurt…”Scott warned before plunging his claws into the back of my neck.

I gasped for air as sudden images and memories flashed before my eyes. Mary (Y/L/N)….werewolf, alpha to be exact…mom? As soon as Scott removed his claws, I let out a monsterous roar that made Stiles jump. Everything flooded in, I now remembered. My family, my family were all werecoyotes that were passing by Beacon Hils in our coyote form. At the time we were here, the beast of geveduan was roaming around as well. My family was murdered right before my eyes, I managed to escape. That same night, I met Scott. Scott’s red eyes made my yellow eyes glow. Scott tilted his head, confused as to why a werecoyote wondered near the hospital. Once I shifted back to my human form, I begged him to take my memories away. He was hesitant at first, but he knew I would be better off without remembering the tragic occurnces. Since then, I had thought that I was a human orphan who was apart of Scott’s pack.

Theo was mesmerized by her glowing golden eyes. Somehow she seemed more attractive with golden eyes that matched his and Liam’s. The only difference was that in Theo’s eyes, her eyes seemed so much more gentle and innocent. And in that moment, images started to flash through his mind. Images of what seemed to be (Y/N) and Theo in the future. Married and happily living with their three kids. Two boys and one girl.

What Theo didn’t know was that (Y/N) was seeing the same exact images. And what they both were oblvivous to was the blinding white aura around them. Every werewolf in that room could see the aura. It was something they’d never seen before, something that was breathtaking. Scott was the only one who noticed that both their eyes seemed to glow a brighter and intense golden shade. No one had no idea what had just happened before them.

Theo and (Y/N)’s werecoyote spirit had touched one another, they found each other. They found their soul mate. 

{Requested:”Hi can you write an imagine with theo based on the song love the way you lie please? I love your song based imagines so.. ı love you”}

Translations: “Watashi wa mō mahi shite inai toki ni anata no atama o suraisu shimasu” = “I’ll slice your head off when I am not paralyzed anymore” , “Anata no yogoretate o torinozoku watashi kara” = “Get rid of your dirty hands from me” 

This is based around season 5 where the dread doctors and the beasts are the villains.

Warning:Swearing, little bit of smut, violence, and a toxic relationship.

I do not codome toxic relationships like this between the reader and Theo, I will never condome this but please remember this is just an imagine.

On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don’t know why I’m still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you’ll always be my hero
Even though you’ve lost your mind

I ran through Beacon hills preserve, my heart racing as three dread doctors chased after me. Scott had warned me about them, saying they were going for teenagers. Unfortunately, I’m their next experiment. I kept running until out of nowhere they appeared in front of me. I shrieked Scott’s name, hoping he’d hear me somehow.

I let out an awful cough as my eyes flickered open, wandering around my surroundings, trying to find out where I was. I looked down at my arms to see them connected to tubes and wires. My throat was dry, my eyes were heavy, and my head was throbbing.
“Hey, hey!“I heard someone yell as my eyes drooped.
I forced my eyes open as I felt soft hands cup face. The person my tired eyes fell on had gorgeous green eyes, spiked up light brown hair, and a black leather jacket on.
"I’m getting you out of here, just hang in there."He mumbled as he quickly removed the wires and tubes from me.
The green eyed boy carried me bridal style as he ran out of wherever the hell I was and ran to his truck. He helped me into the passengers seat, quickly jumping into the driver seat before speeding off.
"Who are you?"He asked, breaking the awkward silence in his truck.
”(Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?“I answered.
"And what’s the name of my hero?"I asked, clutching my side.
"Theo, Theo Raeken.”

flashback ends
I gasped for air, my eyes shooting wide open in fear. I thought I died? I could have sworn the dread doctors killed me after killing Corey. Am I in a fucking hole? Did I fall into Liam’s hole?

“I’m your alpha.”I heard a familair voice speak up as I pushed myself out from underneath.

I instantly saw Corey, Josh, Hayden, and Tracey covered in blood, dirt, and what seemed to be mercury. I turned to see who they were staring at, and I knew why the voice seemed familair.

“And al of you…”Theo spoke, eyeing me specifically.

“All of you belong to me.”He stated before turning around and walking away.

Corey and I immediately looked at each other as Tracey and Josh followed him.

“Why are we listening to him?”I asked as he and I began to walk after them.

“Because he’s the reason we’re alive…I heard Theo talking about revivng Josh and Tracey before the dread doctors killed me.”Corey answered, making me look over at Theo who stopped, turning to look at Corey and I.

“Do we have a problem?”He asked.

“…No alpha.”I answered, making him smirk.

He began walking again while we followed quickly behind.

“Theo!”I screamed, storming into the dread doctors labratory.

“I told you she’d freak out.”Tracey muttered as my eyes glowed orange.

“Here comes foxy.”Josh whispered, chuckling as they all watched me grab Theo’s shoulders.

I shoved him into the wall, pinning him with my body as his eyes glowed a golden shade.

“Your foxfire really has grown (Y/N).”Theo mumbled, staring at me in awe.

“I thought I told you to stay away from Scott.”I spat, snapping his arm.

Theo let out a bloodcurling scream as I kept crushing his broken arm in my hand. Suddenly I felt a pair of claws dig into my back, making me let go of Theo. As soon as the claws are removed from my back, I fall to my knees before falling flat onto my face.

“Bitch.”I muttered as Tracey stepped over me.

“Theo, you okay?”Tracey asked, grabbing his arm.

Theo glared before backhanding her. Tracey stumbled back, making me smirk.

“Oh shut up you stupid fox.”Tracey spat, making my eyes glow orange again.

“Watashi wa mō mahi shite inai toki ni anata no atama o suraisu shimasu!”I yelled, knowing no one would understand me.

I felt a pair of strong of arms left me up, carrying me upstairs to our bedrooms. None of us lived with our parents since we technically died, instead we lived here where Theo would always boss us around.

“Anata no yogoretate o torinozoku watashi kara!”I spat as Theo gently laid me down in his bed. 

I was the only one allowed in Theo’s bedroom, it practically was our bedroom.

“You need to stop challenging me (Y/N).”Theo sighed as he laid down next to me.

I closed my eyes, feeling stop flicker back to my actual eye color.

“I remember the first time we met, I thought you were an angel or something…God, I was so wrong.”I muttered, making Theo turn to me.

“Even angels have their wicked schemes.”Theo stated, making chuckle.

“And you take that to new extremes.”I replied, making him grin.

“The extreme always seems to make an impression.”Theo whispered, proud of himself.

“Which is why you called me your hero.”He whispered, making me smile.

“Even after all I’ve done, you’re still by my side.”Theo mumbled.

“Well technically I am paralyzed so I don’t have a choice.”I spoke up, making him chuckle.

“But you’ll always be my hero, even if you lost your mind…”

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that’s all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that’s all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie

“He’s doing it to make you angry.”I cautioned, grabbing Liam’s hand.

Mason was trying to help his bestfriend not to wolf out in front of the whole school as Theo flirted with with Hayden by her locker. His smirk dropped as he noticed my hand firmly grasping Liam’s.

“She’s right Liam, he doesn’t really like her.”Mason agreed.

“He’s also doing this to get back at me.”I added as Theo leaned closer to Hayden.

“Mason, get to class. I’ll take care of Liam.”I muttered as Liam’s eyes started to glow golden.

“No, don’t trust her, she’s apart of Theo’s pack.”Liam growled.

“I’m friends with Corey, if you trust him, trust me.”I told Mason before dragging Liam outside of the school. Liam kept growling, breathing heavily as his claws sprouted out. I drove all the way to the dread doctors lab, dragging him into my room.

“Get away from me!”Liam yelled as I closed the door.

“We used to be best friends Li, you won’t hurt me.”I adressed as I stepped closer to him.

“Don’t!”He roared, baring his sharp fangs at me.

I grabbed his wrists, smashing my lips against his. His tense body relaxed under my touch as he kissed back. I let go of his wrists, his hands immediately cupping my face as he deepened the kiss. My hands flew to his hair, grabbing a handfull of his light brown hair. I shoved him onto my bed, climbing ontop of him.

Liam flipped us over so he could be ontop of me. He ripped my shirt to pieces, then my bra, then my shorts, and finally my thong. When Liam and I used to date, I’d always get angry with him about ripping my clothes, but I could care less right now. I tugged his shirt off and then unbottoned his jeans. Liam’s mouth began to leave soft wet kisses on my rib, making me tug at his hair. Liam always did have a great mouth when it came to foreplay. His eyes sflickered to their golden shade as I palmed him through his boxers, making my eyes glow orange as we stared into each other’s eyes intensely.

(Theo’s P.O.V)

After (Y/N) and Liam rushed off, I decided to follow after them. They did manage to lose me as Sheriff Stilinski stopped me for speeding. I walked into the dread doctors lab, my ears instantly picking up moans from upstairs. As I got closer to the sexual noises, I realized they were coming from (Y/N)’s room. I heard (Y/N) scream while I heard someone else moan. I carefully open her door, leaving a small crack open so I could see without getting caught.

“Liam.”(Y/N) breathed, her chest heaving up and down.

“Hmmm?”Liam asked, trying to come down from his high.

“I love you…”She whispered, grabbing his hand.

Bang.I felt as if someone shot a bullet through my heart.

Liam’s face softened, a gentle smile creeping onto his face.

“I love you so much.”Liam admitted, wrapping his arms around her.

I slid back down the wall, tears threatning to spill as I dug my claws into my palms. So this is what heartbreak felt like, god do I hate this feeling. I heard the bed creak, making me stand back up. I looked up to see (Y/N) wearing Liam’s shirt and Liam wearing his boxers as they both sat on her bed, hands clasped together.

“Theo?”She asked, noticing my presence.

I wiped away the tears from my face and stepped into her room. Liam and (Y/N) jumped to their feet, (Y/N) holding onto Liam.

“(Y/N) I know we’ve been fighting recently but you took it too far this time.”I muttered, boiling with anger.

“Liam, go to my car. I’ll meet you down there.”(Y/N) ordered.

Liam simply nodded, grabbing his pants and shoving past me.

“You said you didn’t want to have sex until you were sure you were ready, and you go ahead and sleep with Liam?”I asked, digging my claws deeper into my bloody palms.

“I’m glad I didn’t sleep with you, or else you would be with Hayden or Tracey behind my back. Or even better, whenever we fight, you use them to get back at me!”She spat.

“You told him you loved him, you’ve never said that once to me!”I screamed, tears now falling down my face.

She just stood there, watching me sob silently as she grabbed her clothes.

Now there’s gravel in our voices
Glass is shattered from the fight
In this tug of war you’ll always win
Even when I’m right
‘Cause you feed me fables from your head
With violent words and empty threats
And it’s sick that all these battles
Are what keeps me satisfied

“I never told you I loved you because you are incapable of loving someone more than you love power!”She spat, punching the mirror behind her, glass shattering.

She kept punching the mirror until I dragged away from it, grabbing her bloody hand.

“You ruined me!”She yelled, tears welling up in her eyes.

“I’m going to kill you!”She screamed as she shoved me away from her.

She kept throwing punches at me, while I tried my best to block her hits.

“Fight back, fight back you asshole!”She shrieked as she threw two last punches at my bleeding facee before Liam yanked her away from me.

I listened as (Y/N) kept screaming, crying out loud until Liam managed to get her into her car. 

(Reader’s P.O.V)

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that’s all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that’s all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie

“Liam!”I yelled, shoving him out of the beasts way.

The beast claws scraped against my side, making me let out a bloodcurling scream.

“No!”Liam shouted as I fell onto the floor, my eyes flickering back and forth between orange and my normal eyecolor.

 The beast changed to it’s human form, Sebastian. I gripped my side as it bled, throwing my head back in pain.

“I did some research.”I muttered as Liam ran to my side, helping me up.

Sebastian marched at us, making me smirk.

“Marie-Jean Valet… she looks exactly like Allison.I said, hoping Scott would hear.

“And why are you telling me this now?”Liam asked, preparring to fight Sebastian as he now stood infront of us.

Out of nowhere Scott appeared behind Sebastian, making me grab Sebastian’s claws and dig them into Scott’s neck.

“What’re you doing?”Liam asked, fearful for his alpha.

“If Sebastian see’s his memories, he’ll see Allison. Allison looks exactly like Mari-Jean, he’ll be distracted. Now break as many bones as you can!”I yelled before snapping Sebastian’s knee. Sebastian quickly removed his claws from Scott’s neck as Liam and I managed to break his arms. Sebastian glard at the the three of us as I shoved Scott and Liam behind me, taking my Katana out.

“Mason!”Lydia shouted, making Sebastian turn around.

Sebastian started to march towards Lydia and Kira, making Lydia’s take a deep breath in.

“Mason!”Lydia shrieked, sound waves from her powerful banshee scream hitting Sebastian until he exlpoded into a puff of smoke.

Mason appeared out of the black smoke, Corey appearing out of thin air and catching him and pulling him into safety.

The spirit of Sebastian flew past us all, flying down the corner until a bright orange light came around the corner and caught him.

“Scott!”Parrish yelled, holding Sebastian’s spirit.

Scott tossed the staff at Sebastian and once it periced him, the spirit bursted into a puff of smoke and dissapeared. We all let out sighs of relief, leaning against the wall since we had finally destryoed the beat for once and for all.

“(Y/N)?”I heard Theo scream as he ran down the tunnel.

I immediately jumped to my feet, glad to see he survived. I fell into his arms as my wound started to sting even worse.

“Scott, you have to give her the bite. She won’t be able to heal all by herself.”Liam declared.

Theo and I turned to Scott who simply shook his head.

“The bite could kill her, I won’t be the cause of her dying.”Scott murmured.

“You not giving her the bite will be the reason she dies!”Theo seethed, electricity shooting out of his hand.

Kira picked up her Katana and blocked it, before shoving it into the ground.

“kira, no!”I shrieked, knowing what she had just done.

The ground started to shake as the cement under us started to crumble, she was sending him to hell.

“Īe, anata wa kare o fukuyō shite imasen!” I bellowed, my foxfire growing taller than ever.

I stabbed my Katana onto the ground, my foxfire striking down onto the ground to seal up the cracks. Blood started to trickle down my nose as my chest heaved up in down in anger. I was fuming, but my vision was also darkening as electricty started to bounce off the wall everywhere. The last thing I heard was the sound of chaos before I fell to my knees and passed out.

It’s morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face
Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you’re awfully sorry
That you pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me
Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me
Run out the room and I’ll follow you like a lost puppy
Baby, without you, I’m nothing, I’m so lost, hug me
Then tell me how ugly I am, but that you’ll always love me
Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
Destructive path that we’re on, two psychopaths but we
Know that no matter how many knives we put in each other’s backs
That we’ll have each other’s backs, ’cause we’re that lucky
Together, we move mountains, let’s not make mountains out of molehills
You hit me twice, yeah, but who’s counting?
I may have hit you three times, I’m starting to lose count
But together, we’ll live forever, we found the youth fountain
Our love is crazy, we’re nuts, but I refused counselling
This house is too huge, if you move out I’ll burn all two thousand
Square feet of it to the ground, ain’t shit you can do about it
Cause with you I’m in my fucking mind, without you, I’m out it.

My eyes flickered open, groaning as a bright sunray hit my face. I sat up and pulled out my tiny mirror out of my pocket. My makeup was smeared down my face, making me curse. I put the mirror back in my pocket and pushed myself up as I noticed Theo’s body laid out on the ground a few inches from me.

“Theo?”I asked, cupping his dirty and wounded face.

“Theo, answer me.”I ordered, my heart racing as fear started to settle in.

“Theo, I’m so sorry.”I whispered, tears running down my face as I remembered what had happened last night.

Flashbacks started to roam around my mind, seeing all the fights we had. We both treated each other so wrong.

“I should’ve been a better girlfriend.”I muttered as my tears fell onto his clothes.

“I can’t, I can’t do this without you. I’m going to lose my fucking mind without you.”I admitted, shaking in anger and pain.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that’s all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that’s all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

I leaned down to press my lips against his cold lips. After a few seconds, I felt rough hands cup my cheeks. My eyes shot open as I pulled away. Theo’s eyes opened as I let go of him, his wounds and scars slowly healing.

“How?”I asked, my voice cracking.

“I don’t know, I just woke up to you kissing me.”He answered.

“And you didn’t even try to tell me you were alive?God, I hate you so much!”I fumed, making Theo smirk.

“I love the way you lie. _________________________________________

wow this turned out to be shit I’m so sorry.

Requested: “Hi there! Can I request an imagine like the reader is afraid of needles and the pack helps her overcome her fear(can you add Brett too, Please?) ”

“Alright (Y/N), you’re perfectly fine from what I can see.”Doctor Goodwin declared, making me grin.

“We just need to take some of your blood to make sure.”He informed, making my smile falter.

“And how are we going to do that?”I asked, hoping he wouldn’t say what I thought he would say.

“With a needle of course-”He started to say before I ran out the door.

I ran past Liam, Brett, Malia, Corey, who looked at me, confused on why I was in such a hurry and why I was leaving so soon. I opened the hospital’s doors and ran to the parking lot, trying to find Roscoe. 

Once I found it, I hopped in, scaring Scott, Stiles, and Lydia. They all looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, probably wondering where Liam, Brett, and Malia where.

“Don’t ask, just drive!”I snapped as I saw  Liam, Brett, and Malia storming over.

“You ran away, didn’t you?”Scott asked.

“You knew they would take my blood?”I asked, upset.

“Of course (Y/N), they have to.”Lydia answered.

“You all know I’m terrified of needles. Now drive Stilinski!”I yelled as Liam started running as I rolled up my window.

“You can’t run this time (Y/N).”Scott warned.
“Oh yeah? Watch me.”I muttered before jumping out of the jeep. As soon as I started running, Liam and Brett ran after me. 

Of course I wouldn’t be able to outrun them, they’re freaking werewolves for crying out loud! But I wouldn’t let them catch me, well not without a fight of course. 

Out of nowhere, Malia appeared in front of me while Liam was on my right and Brett behind me.

“It’s just a little needle (Y/N), nothing to be afraid of.”Brett warned as I looked everywhere for an escape.

And that’s when I noticed a tree where no one was blocking me. Suddenly a car near us honked, distracting Liam, Brett, and Malia. I took off, trying to climb up the tree. Luckily it was an easy tree for me to climb, but unfortunately it was also an easy tree for werewolves to climb. Liam was the first one to realize I had took off. He ran over, trying to pull me down as I made it to the top.

“Sweetheart, you’re making this more difficult than it should be.”Brett muttered, walking over with Malia.

“(Y/N), get down.”Malia ordered.

“You’re not my alpha!”I yelled, glaring at them.

“Will you stop being childish and get down?”Liam asked, obviously agitated like the rest.

“You’re not the alpha either.”I spat.

“You’re human, you don’t have one!”Brett reminded me.

“Scott’s the alpha, I only take orders from him.”I muttered as Stiles stopped his jeep next to us.

“(Y/N) will you please get down?”Scott asked as he rolled down his window.

“Nope.”I objected, making Malia snarl at me.

“That’s it, if you won’t come down, I’ll make you.”Malia threatened.

“As if-”I started to say before Malia started to shake the tree.

I slipped off, crashing down onto Liam. Liam and I groaned, staying on the ground.

“Malia!”Scott yelled, glaring at her.

“What? She wouldn’t get down so I made her!”Malia answered, defensively.

“She’s human Malia, she could’ve cracked her head open.”Brett reminded her, making her huff.

“Ouch.”Brett mumbled as he looked down at my arm.

“What-OH MY GOD!”I screamed as I noticed my arm bent backwards.

“AAAHHH!”Stiles screamed before fainting at the sight of my fucked up arm.

“Oh god.”Both Liam muttered, looking a little pail and dizzy.

Scott ran over and picked me up while I screamed hysterically.

“I didn’t feel it until now, I’m gonna die!”I yelled as Scott carried me back to the hospital.

“God dammit Malia.”Lydia muttered as the pack followed Scott and I.

Brett and Liam had to carry Stiles with us since he had barely passed out.

“(Y/N), there you are- oh my…”Doctor Goodwin muttered, noticing my arm.

“What happened?”Doctor Goodwin asked as he and Scott sprinted back to the room I ran away from earlier.

“She climbed up a tree and slipped off.”Malia blurted out.

Doctor Goodwin grabbed an IV stand and a needle, making Scott and Malia pin me down.

“I’m fine, I don’t need surgery, I’ll just keep my arm like this!”I yelled as Doctor Goodwin applied a tourniquet to my left arm that was broken.

“Oh my god (Y/N)-”

“No don’t you, ‘Oh my god (Y/N)” me! You don’t get to do that since you’re the one that broke my arm!”I spat, making Malia glare at me.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t run away-”

“You know what, I’m stronger so I’ll pin her down.”Liam spoke up, making Malia glare at him.

“No-”

“Lia, just let him.”Scott ordered, making Malia growl before letting go of me.

“Now no one touch her other arm.”Doctor Goodwin said right as Malia poked my arm.

“Malia!”I yelled, glaring at her.

I heard Stiles groaning, meaning he’d finally woken up.

“C’mon it can’t possibly hurt that bad.”Malia muttered before lifting my broken arm in the air.

I screamed in pain as flipped forward, making everyone else gasp.

“Oh god.”Stiles muttered before fainting again.

“Oh…my bad.”Malia whispered, letting go of my arm, only for it to flip backwards again.

The room was filled with screams and plain madness.

I looked over to see poor Liam fall backwards, making the room go silent as we all looked at each other.

“Did he just faint?”I asked.

“Yup.”Mason muttered, sighing.

Corey and Mason lifted Liam up and dragged him next to Stiles.

Malia was about to take Liam’s spot until Brett stopped her.

“Yeah how about you sit down, I got (Y/N).”Brett muttered, pinning me down.

“Please don’t, I’ve had a horrible day.”I begged as doctor Goodwin approached me with the needle.

“(Y/N), it’s not going to hurt as much as you think it will. Trust me.”Scott mumbled,

“Scotty-”

“I’ll buy you ice cream after this.”Scott whispered, making me grin.

“I take it your ready?”Doctor Goodwin asked.

I nodded as Scott intertwined our hands together. I turned away as the needle entered, making me wince. After a few seconds, the doctor let go of my arm and clapped his hands.

“Alright, you can look now.”He said, making me furrow my eyebrows.

“That’s it?I thought it was going to hurt more!”I yelled, shocked.

“Like I told you, they don’t hurt as much as you thought they do.”Scott said, making me grin.

“Alright now I’m sure you know that we’re going to operate on you-”Doctor Goodwin started to say before I let go of Scott’s hand and ran away with my IV stand.

“(Y/N)!”Scott yelled.

“I will not get operated on!” ———————————————————————-

Y/N - Your Name

Word Count - 1512

Prologue - Welcome to the Fun house, Blackwood.

Warnings - Death, filicide, swearing, all around shitty situation considering family beforehand.

Moving 5.3 thousand miles at sixteen wasn’t exactly my plan but it’s what ended up happening. No GCSE taking, no getting drunk in a field on the last day or after prom. Instead it’s a flight to California to live with my older sister. Although I guess it was bound to happen given the circumstances and the only place, I could realistically go without being put into a bad situation was here, Beacon Hills in the Golden State. As if being a 16-year-old isn’t melodramatic enough, being one with issues and a fish out of water creates melodrama for a good year or so. The drive from the airport to Beacon Hills itself wasn’t too bad considering I fell asleep whilst my sister drove, there wasn’t much conversation, I guess she’s still in shock considering she had a much different experience in comparison to the one I had, not that I blame her. I think something simply snapped in them, mum was always murmuring to herself in a different language, it seemed as if it was Latin and dad would randomly snarl at people. I guess everyone has their points, but theirs led to them filicide, whereas others just simply have a breakdown and they have a support system. Not killing three of the four children in the home at the present time. Although Bea has been living in our great grandparents’ old house since she inherited it and done it up. Yet I have a feeling with her being a successful author helps to pay the bills.

It’s only when Bea pulls up in front of the house that I feel myself to get choked up. “How can you sit there so calm Bea? After what they did to Alastair, Blaze and Harry, how can you not be a bit more of a mess?” I question my sister, tears rolling down my face.

“Because Y/N, I didn’t see it like you did, it hasn’t processed in my head like it has for you. But I’m here for you now and I am going to be the big sister you’ve missed out on since I left.” Bea explains and she puts her arm around me across the centre console and I rest my head on her shoulder.

“I’m so sorry Bea, I should’ve done more to save them or to stop them.” I sob out.

“Hey, Y/N listen to me, it’s not your fault one bit now how about you come inside and meet Apollo, he’s dying to meet you and I am sure he’d love to give you all the cuddles in the world.” Bea tries to cheer me up and I sniffle and nod.

I hop out of Bea’s grey Toyota and grab my bags from the boot of her car and follow her up to the house after locking the car behind me. Bea is already at the door and after unlocking it and opening the door, a Pit Bull comes darting out the door and jumps up on my front and starts licking me. “Aw, hello little fella. Aren’t you the cutest guy around here huh?” I say dropping one of the bags so I can stroke him, and I can hear Bea laughing. “Okay, Apollo! Come here!” He gets down instantly and retreats to her and I pick up my bags and follow suit to the house. It’s only when I get inside, I really grasp how big the house is. “Jesus Christ Bea, when you said that the house was a bit bigger than what I’d be used to, I didn’t expect this. Fucking hell!” I exclaim in amazement and the scale of the downstairs area and how cosy it is at the same time. All Bea does is laugh.

“Hey, follow me, I’ll show you your room.” Bea suggests and I follow suit and gaze around the house as we walk and how the walls look so clean and modern with different prints from artists around ranging from simple line art to intricate landscapes. There are few photos, but I assume she has a majority of them in her room. That’s when we stop in front of an eggshell white wooden door. Bea ushers for me to go inside the room and it has a little corridor before opening up to the room which is simple and has a double bed with a wooden frame and white bedding. To the left there’s a door that leads to what I presume to be my bathroom which also doubles up as a wardrobe as well. I find myself gobsmacked. “Like it?”

“Like it? I love it!” I exclaim and hug her.

“I know it’s not much right now at least until your stuff from England gets here but you can decorate however you want it okay?” I simply nod at Bea.

“Thank you, seriously Bea.”

“It’s fine. Anyways, whilst I am working tomorrow, I need you to run some errands for me and when you are done with them, I’ll teach you how to drive and maybe we can watch some movies? You’ll be having to start school when it starts up again in January, so we have three weeks for you to adjust here.” I give her a small smile and that’s when she leaves me to my devices. That’s when I lie down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling, what adventures will come to me? I don’t know. Will I meet new people? Indefinitely. Do I have a feeling that this town has something to it? Yes. Am I going to find out? Now that is an answer that I don’t think anyone knows or would be willing to answer.

——–

Falling asleep in my clothes from the day prior was apparently a bad idea since it made me feel dirty as soon as I woke up. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I quickly shower and get into some clean clothes. Wandering through the house I end up in the kitchen and I find a list of errands for me to do today and underneath is another note to give to someone called Deaton? I shrug and put them in my pockets so I can get some breakfast before leaving.

Just as I am about to put the bread in the toaster, I hear Bea shout my name. “Yeah?” I question. “I’ve got a friend coming around so let him in when he gets here please!”

“Sure!” I reply and turn back to the toaster and push them down.

Yet just as they pop out of the toaster the doorbell rings. “I’m coming!” I pull the toast out and drop it on the plate before sliding towards the door and slipping back as I open the door due to wearing socks on a clean laminate floor. I fall on my ass as the door swings open to reveal a dark figure in a leather jacket and seems to have a case of resting bitch face to me. He looks down at me. “Hi.” He awkwardly greets and offers me a hand up.

“Hi, I’m Y/N, Bea’s younger sister. You must be…” I trail off.

“Derek. Derek Hale. It’s nice to meet you Y/N, can I ask where’s your sister?” He questions and I step away from him due to the proximity.

“I think she’s in her study, I’m sure you’ll know where that is because I sure as hell don’t. Now if you don’t mind me, I’ve got some toast with my name on it. It was nice meeting you Derek.” I explain and give him a sincere smile.

“You too Y/N” he returns with a smile and heads down the nearest corridor presumably to Bea’s study. I close the door behind him and head back to the kitchen. As I sit there eating my toast I notice my iPad lighting up with messages from Facebook messenger from my friends back at home. I elect to ignoring it and go back to eating my food when a shiver runs down my spine. Ha, it must be somebody walking over my grave. That’s how the saying goes right?

I finish up my food and head out to do the errands that Bea has requested. I stop by the animal clinic where I am met with a boy my age with an uneven jaw. “Hi, is Deaton here? I have something for him from my sister.” I explain to him and he explains that he’s just gone to pick something up from the shop, or store as he called it.

“So, are you new in town?” He questions.

“Let me guess you could tell from the accent?” I return and he chuckles.

“Just a bit, do you know your way around town?” I shake my head. “After Deaton gets back, I’m meeting with my friend Stiles, if you want we can show you around.” What sort of a name is Stiles?

“You know what I’ll take you up on that offer…”

“Scott. Scott McCall.”

“Nice to meet you Scott McCall, I’m Y/N Blackwood.” 

I Wish

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Fem!reader 

Summary: Theo comes and visits you after all the bad things he did. You just wish things would have ended different. 

Word count: 1,362

Warnings: angst

Authors Note: i really hope you enjoy this because i am really proud of this one <3

You remember the first time you met him. The first time you fell for him. Theodore Raeken came into your world and automatically changed it for the better. He became everything to you. He was funny, mysterious, and incredibly handsome. But the only problem was the relationship, it was all based on lies. His first lie was about what he was. He said he was a werewolf. Then he lied about what he wanted, which was a pack to join.

After everything that he had done to you, you still loved him. You knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t help it. You wanted to stop loving him but all you can think about was how much he hurt you and your pack, how much pain and suffering he brought.

It was two days after Theo tried to kill Scott and betrayed everyone. The pack hasn’t been together for a while. You only have talked to Stiles and Scott because you were the closes with them and you knew that no matter what happened between everyone, that you will always be with them and have their backs.

You were currently in your room. You just got back from the hospital from visiting Stiles’s dad. His dad was like a dad to you since you lost your dad at such a young age. You were at the hospital all day just talking to the Sheriff. It was a long day and you were so tired and ready to go to bed. You already put on your pajama shorts and a random t-shirt you stolen from Scott.

You walked into your bathroom connected to your bedroom and put your hair up in a messy ponytail to take off your makeup when you heard a noise coming from your room. You walked out of the bathroom and saw someone opening the window and climb halfway into your room. You got scared and didn’t know who would come to your house so late, so you grab your baseball bat that was next to your Stiles gave you for protection.

The mystery person fully entered your room, with their back towards you. You put the baseball bat over your shoulder, getting in defense mode and ready to attack. But then the person turned around, facing you, and you saw their face.

“Theo?” You said shocked. You didn’t expect to see him again after everything that happened. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I came to see you.” He responded with a cheeky smile.

“Why?”

“Why not? I can’t see my girlfriend”

“No.” You said angrily. You were mad that he really thought that things were gonna be fine between the two of you. “I’m not your girlfriend.”

“What do you mean? If I remember clearly, you said yes when I asked you to be my girlfriend.”

“If I remember clearly, you killed Scott, almost killed Stiles’s dad and Malia, and you ruined our pack and killed your own. So no, I’m not your girlfriend anymore. You used me just to get to Scott and made me believe that you actually cared about me.” You put your bat down, next to your desk again. You then face him, and you can feel your eyes starting to water.

“I actually did care about you. I wasn’t meant to fall in love with you.” He slowly started walking closer to you.

“I don’t believe you.” You said sadly. “How can I when you did all these horrible things to me and the people I love, and still say that you love me?”

“I had to. I had no choice.” He was right in front of you. You can smell his cologne. It reminds you of those late nights where you both stayed up late talking and cuddling with him. All you want to do is reach out and kiss him until you both can’t breathe.

“What do you mean you had no choice? You always have a choice.”

“Not this time.” He put his hand on your cheek while looking down into your eyes. “I wanted to hurt you. I wasn’t supposed to falling love, but it just happened.”

“What do you mean you weren’t supposed to? You’re the one who asked me out?”

“The dread doctors told me to find a way to get close to Scott and find an easier way to get into his pack. So I thought about what was the best way to get closer to Scott than his best friend. Stiles didn’t trust me and you were always so nice to me, so I asked you out. But the more we went out, the more I fall for you. I knew it was wrong and I wanted to stop it, but I just couldn’t get you out of my head. I knew I had to let you go eventually, but I guess it was too late, and I already hurt you.” Everything he said to you was true. You meant the world to him.

“So, you did use me to get into the pack. I shouldn’t have known you just weren’t looking for a pack.” He can see the tears coming down your face, and that broke his heart knowing that he is the one who caused those tears and brought you heartbreak. “Do you even love me? Was our whole relationship a lie?”

“Yes, I did love you. Don’t ever think I didn’t love you.” He put his other hand on your other cheek while wiping away your tears. “In the beginning, it was a lie. But the more I got to know you, the more I fell. I wanted to spend every second with you, telling you how much I love you.”

“But you lied to me. You used me.” You hurt and he knew that, and there was nothing he can do to stop that. “I don’t know how you expect everything to be ok.”

“I don’t. I was just wanted to see you one last time and tell you the truth about everything.”

“Well, you did, and now I know. So you can leave now.” You looked down at the floor and pushed his hands away from your face. “I wish you were different. I wish you had do the right thing, then maybe we could have been together. We could have been happy, but you had to selfish.”

“I’m sorry. I really am.” You knew he was, but it was too late. “I hope one day you can forgive me and we can finally be together and be happy.”

“I don’t know if I can forgive you.” You wiped another tear that was running down your face. “Maybe one day. But I don’t think that day is gonna come anytime soon.”

“I understand. Its probably for the better.”

“Yea, it probably is.” You look back up at him and you see a single tear falling from his eye. “You should probably go.”

He nods after you say that. He turns to walk to the window on the opposite side of the room. He opens the window and right before he goes through it, he turns and looks at you for s second, probably for the last time.

“You know I really did love you, and I wish things were different. But there not and that’s ok. I will always love you and I will always do my best to protect you and make sure your safe, even if you don’t want me to.” He then goes through the window and shuts it close, and goes down to his car.

You go to the window and see him drive away in his car. You then go sit on the edge of your bed and think about everything that has happened. You wish you didn’t fall for him, you wish you never met and you wish you can forget him. But after everything, you couldn’t and you knew that was your fault because you were to nice to him and you gave him the benefit of the doubt. You just wish he would do to the right thing in the end and be together, but you knew that wasn’t gonna happen.

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Scott: you drink too much coffee

Y/N: well, coffee spelled backwards is eeffoc

Y/N: and I don’t give eeffoc what you think…

Malia: we’re just gotta get through these eighteen hours…

Liam: we’re gonna die from boredom

Malia: or, you know, the monsters that are locked here with us…

(alternative version)

Stiles: we’re just gotta get through these next eighteen hours…

Y/N: oh, it’s fine

Y/N: I once sat through Theo making amends

Stiles: I know, right?

Stiles: those are twenty minutes of my life I won’t get back

Stiles and Y/N: (looks at Theo talking to Scott)

Stiles: what if we just kill him?

Y/N: how would that help?

Stiles: it would make me feel better

Y/N:

Y/N: good point

Theo: I think I wanna die

Stiles: then perish

Malia: you will

Kira: please don’t

Scott: why?

Liam: cool

Y/N: (message deleted without opening)

Malia: are you a top or a bottom?

Derek: top

Kira: bottom

Lydia: switch

Y/N: threat

Lydia: I think it’s time we say goodbye to logic

Y/N: yeah

Y/N: get out, Stiles

Y/N: act tough, Liam

Liam: I’m not tough!

Y/N:

Y/N: that’s why I said ‘act’, dumbass!

Stiles: do you have any enemies?

Theo: no, I’m naturally popular and very well liked

Stiles:

Lydia:

Malia:

Y/N:

Stiles: I can think of a few reasons

Malia: shitloads

Lydia: definitely

Liam: you steal my food

Y/N: your existence annoys me

McCall/ Stilinski family dinner

Stiles: (has 4 glasses of wine)

Stiles: (is the family alcoholic)

Hale family dinner

Y/N: (has 4 glasses of wine)

Y/N: (is the designated driver)

Peter: I sent you a text yesterday!

Y/N: I was busy!

Peter:

Y/N: ignoring you

Peter: I got the cake, like you asked

Peter: it says “happy 18th birthday, Lee”

Peter:

Peter: he’s 17, isn’t he?

Y/N: his name is Liam

Scott, seeing Y/N hurt: oh you poor thing!

Y/N: don’t bring my financial status into this

Peter: look, I was a pretty handsome fella when I was young

Peter: you saw me as a young werewolf

Peter: right, Lydia?

Lydia:

Stiles: it’s hard to imagine you as a young werewolf

Peter: well, I-

Y/N: -or young anything…

Peter: I once had a haircut I deeply regretted

Y/N: is it the one you have now?

Peter: no

Y/N:

Y/N: well, it should be…

Y/N: when I feel sad, I just… stop being sad and go back to being myself

Scott: please

Scott: when are you ever sad?

Y/N: well, Theo got almost killed yesterday

Y/N: I was sad I wasn’t there to witness it…

Derek: do I have a boyfriend or a girlfriend today?

Y/N: well, since you ate the last slice of pizza, I’d say you have an enemy…