Secrets | Stiles Stilinski

~ Can't lose you too~

TW! SUICIDE ATTEMPTS!
THIS CAN BE VERY SENSITIVE FOR SOME PEOPLE WHICH IS COMPLETELY UNDERSTANDABLE SO YOU CAN JUST SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU'D LIKE!

Her body was filled with sweat as she sat on her bed. She stared at her shaky hands breathing heavily trying to calm down but the panic just kept on getting bigger and bigger. Something was wrong and she couldn't understand what.

Feeling her eyes being heavy, Y/n stood up slowly as her legs shook violently becoming weak. She placed her hand trying to keep her balance on the small drawer beside her and blinked her eyes adjusting her vision. Her head was throbbing in pain as she stood up but Y/n just ignored the feeling and walked towards her bag that laid on the table.

She dropped down on the floor grabbing her bag and dropping it with her letting all the items inside spread around the floor. She reached out for her phone that she spotted next to her small dagger and pushed every item away from her grabbing the phone.

Y/n just gasped for air as the panic felt more real. She wiped her forehead wiping the sweat that dripped down as small tears formed into her eyes. She gripped the phone in her hands trying to stop them from shaking and searched the name of the first person that came to her mind. Stiles.

Starting to type a text, Y/n quickly froze when she heard a voice again but this time it wasn't a woman.
"What are you doing, Kiddo?"

Y/n's eyes widened as she heard the nickname and slowly turned her head around finding Deucalion standing in the middle on the room before slowly crouching down. A body was lying right on his feet unconscious and had blood everywhere on their clothes.

" Dad..?" Y/n said with a shaky voice as a tear rolled down her cheek before bringing her eyes down to the body.
" What are you doing?" She asked. Her lips trembled as she watched him bring his claws towards the body.

" Avenging you." Deucalion said smiling at her before looking down towards the dead body.

Y/n slowly stood up trying to keep her balance as she kept her eyes on the body and took a step forward approaching them.
" Who is that..?" Y/n asked as she watched with wide eyes.

For some reason the dead person seemed familiar. She felt like she had seen them before but she couldn't remember when. Their faces was covered in blood making it more difficult for her to recognize them.

Deucalion kept quiet as he watched her slowly make her up to them before dropping down in front of the body. Y/n raised her head hesitating for a moment as she stared as the body before bringing her hand close to their face moving the hair that was covering their faces.

" She left you..Your mother left you. Then she replaced you with..him." Deucalion said with a smirk on his face as he watched the horror in her eyes.

Y/n's eyes widened in horror and quickly brought her hands covering her mouth feeling sick at the sight in front of her. The tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably as she raised her head looking back at her father almost choking on her own tears.

" Is-Is that.." She said as she gasped for air trying to control herself from breaking down.

" Yes, i believe it is." He said chuckling as he watched her crying violently in front of him as she had trouble breathing.

" No,no,no. Louis..." Y/n said said shaking her head agressively, grabbing Louis's shoulder and shaking him hoping that he would wake up.

Y/n brought him into her arms as she sobbed in pain seeing the lifeless child of her mother. She brought him closer into her chest as she cried in her arms and let his blood travel down her own clothes.