Okay, it's been a long time, a year to be more specific, so I'm gonna give you a short summary. Liam and I didn't get along so well, so we broke up. You can probably guess, who I got closer to, Stiles Stilinski. We're not dating, but I think we're close to it. He's also close to Lydia, what scares me. I mean he had a crush on her since third grade. And after all the recent events in Beacon Hills, I became one member of the McCall pack. Now Scott is my Alpha!
Right now I'm sitting on a bench in the park, holding a walkie-talkie in my hand.
Malia: Y/n? Can you hear me?
Y/n: Yes!
Malia: I'm heading towards you!
Y/n: Okay!
Suddenly the connection gets cut but a few seconds later, Malia arrives. She looks at me with a weird look.
Malia: You have to get out of here!
Y/n: What? No! I wanna help!
Malia: Listen, there's something going on you don't know about!
Y/n: Malia? What are you talking about?
Malia: How do you know who I am?!
Y/n: I-
Malia: Whoever you are, I don't know you, so I don't wanna hurt you!
Y/n: Malia! It's me!
Malia: I still don't know you!
I tumble backwards and hit a tree with my back.
Malia: Hey, are you okay?
Y/n: You don't remember me.
Malia: Who the hell are you?
I swallow. Malia shakes her head and leaves.
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*over the Walkie-Talkie*
Y/n: Stilinski? Do you copy?
The only answer I get, is a loud rush. I keep pressing the talk-button and speak more precisely.
Y/n: Stilinski? Do you copy?
Still just rushing. My voice starts shaking.
Y/n: Stiles? Do you copy?
It seems like the rushing gets louder.
Y/n: Stiles? Stiles?!
I get the Walkie-Talkie closer to my mouth.
Y/n: Anyone copy?
My voice breaks and I feel a tear running down my cheek.
Y/n *crying*: Stiles? Please answer!
I sob.
Y/n *crying*: Stiles? Please!
Suddenly I hear voices coming out of the device. It's Stiles...and Lydia.
Y/n: Thank god Stiles! Everyone is forgetting me!
He talks. But not to me.
Stiles *to Lydia*: Remember I love you!
The Walkie-Talkie slips through my fingers. My breathing gets fast and more shakily. Suddenly I get the feeling of a rope wrapping around my waist and pulling me back. I look down and there is actually a whip pulling me back. I hysterically try to push it away from me. I look behind me and see a scary cowboy with an odd face. He doesn't have eyes or a mouth.
Y/n: Please! Let go of me!
I try to grab the Walkie-Talkie but I start feeling dizzy and everything around me turns into green and white smoke. I close my eyes.
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New start
FanfictionAfter the suicide of her best friend, y/n wants to have a new start in Beacon Hills. But what she doesn't know, she won't be the only werewolf there.
