Losing It ~ TeenWolf

Part 40*

**smut scene later on**

Charlotte

I put my phone down, screen down onto the counter.

My stomach began to throb and the pain was almost too much. I tasted bile in my throat and my forehead was sweating.

I felt my heart begin to beat rapidly and my chest constricted, making it almost impossible to breathe, my clothes felt too tight on my body and I could feel the fabric touching my skin, it was clouding my brain and the texture felt foreign and disgusting.

I stood up from my chair and the legs screeched against the floor, I stood up and I felt faint, like I was about to fall over, I clutched onto the counter and a shaky breath escaped my lips.

I looked up and realised that my vision had become blurred, I could only make out shapes, I heard a voice trying to reach out to me but it was muffled, like I had tissue in my ears.

I walked towards the kitchen door and grabbed onto the frame of the door, I felt two hands on my hips and turned my head to see the blurred image of Stiles stood behind me, I held out my hand to him, trying to push him away.

I walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind myself.

I sat down in front of the toilet and let my face linger over the bowl.

I retched but nothing came of it, I had nothing in my stomach to throw up so the violent pain in my stomach and throat was all for nothing.

Once my stomach was done torturing me, I sat back with my back to the wall and just cried, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Charlotte?" I heard from the other side of the door. It was Stiles.

I stood up and opened the door, as soon as he saw me, he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly to his chest, his chin resting on top of my head and my face buried in his neck.

"I can't do it anymore.. I'm so stressed." I sobbed.

Stiles didn't say anything, he just held me.

He pulled back after a minute and kissed the top of my forehead.

"Are you alright?" He whispered.

"I need you to hold me." I breathed.

"Ok." He said against the skin of my forehead.

He grabbed my hand and we walked up the stairs and into my room he closed the door and I went over and lay down on my bed, facing Stiles as he pulled his top off, dropping it to the floor before walking over and lying behind me.

His left arm was under my head, acting as my pillow and his right was draped around my stomach.

He was warm against my back and all I could feel was him, all I could smell was him, it was delightful.

I think that at that point, I realised that I was falling in love with him. It didn't matter how long I had known him or how little I actually knew about him, all that mattered was my feelings for him.

I closed my eyes and suffocated myself in his scent.

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I woke up to the heavy weight of something resting across my side, I looked down to see an arm weighing me down, I reached down and entertained my fingers with his, I slight noise came from behind me, it was almost a sigh of appreciation.

I realised that Stiles had been pretty much been living away from me, I had starved him of myself and I realised that he must've felt betrayed and hurt and angry all at the same time.