𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 ❦「𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚔𝚒」

𝟶𝟷𝟽《𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝙼 𝙰𝙻𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚈 𝚆𝙴𝙰𝙺》

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

As I'm running, I bump into a figure and I look up, my brows furrowing in confusion.

"Dad?" I mumble.

"I'm so disappointed, Natalia" He frowns and my heart drops.

"I didn't mean to hurt anyone" I tell him, my bottom lip quivering.

"When why do it? Why kill them?" He asks.

"Who?" I ask, unsure of what he's talking about.

"Them" He says, pointing behind me.

I turn around and a sob escapes my lips. My mom, my brother and all my friends stand there, even Peter and Derek. Each of them are so bloody that they're barely recognisable, some have missing limbs while others are impaled or severely hurt.

"No" I choke out, tears spilling down my cheeks.

"Why did you do this to me, Natty?" Scott asks, a chunk of glass protruding from his head in a way that not even a supernatural could heal from.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" I sob, reaching out to grab his face but he moves back.

"You're a monster, Natalia" My mom tells me, a disappointed look on her face "You are evil"

"No, I can be good. I promise. I can be good, Momma" I cry out but she just shakes her head at me.

"You're mother is right. You are just darkness, pure and unfiltered darkness" Derek tells me and I shake my head.

"You're wrong" I argue, taking a step back "I'm good. I'm one of the good guys!"

"Then why did you do it?" I hear my father ask and I turn to him.

He stands in front of me, covered head to toe in blood, with a scowl on his face and I heave in breaths.

"Please believe me, Daddy" I desperately beg my father "I didn't mean it. It was an accident"

"You are going to die alone" I hear a voice say and I turn around to see Stiles, glass sticking out from his body "No one will ever love a monster like you"

"Stiles, I'm sorry" I whimper, my heart shattering like the glass poking out of his bloody skin "Please don't leave me alone. Please, Stiles. I can't be alone"

I reach out to grab his hand and he disappears into thin air. A loud wail escapes my lips as I watch each of my loved ones disappear, one by one.

"No!" I scream in agony.

"Natalia! Hey, snap out of it!" I hear a distant voice yell and my eyes suddenly snap open.

The first thing I see is Stiles and Lydia looking at me in horror, but I let out a sigh of relief to see that they're alive.

I feel something scratching my throat and look down to see I'm standing on a chair. My gaze then slowly travels up to see a rope tied to the ceiling fan and I shakily reach up to my neck, a sob escaping my lips when I feel the rope around my throat.