Stiles POV
My dads making me go to the hospital soon. Like, the next couple days soon. I don't want to go. I wish there was a cure. I mean I guess there is, the bite, but convincing Derek to give me that...I'll be dead before he agrees. I know I told him before I didn't want it..but if it's the only thing that will keep me alive, then I do.
I keep picturing what life will be like for everyone else after I die. I keep picturing them either really happy or really depressed.
I decided to write letters. That way if I do die, with or without the bite, the pack or at least Derek, has something.
I don't know where to start though. I've already decided the words 'I Love You' will be written over and over so much they will be engraved into his brain. He needs to know and I need to write before I forget. Who knows when that's going to happen.
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Day one in the hospital. Gag. It smells so clean in here I don't think I'll be able to handle staying here until I die. I want Derek. I need Derek. My dad won't let me see Derek. Derek.
I started crying. I'm going to have a panic attack and I need Derek. I have to see him. I could forget him any second now. I need him to know I love him. He needs to know.
My dad grabbed my hand, "What is it?" He asked. I pulled my hand away.
"I want to see Derek." I said. I knew he was here. He has been waiting to see me since I got here this morning.
My dad nodded getting up.
Finally.
My broody love of an alpha walked in hugging me. "Derek, I love you."
"I love you too, Stiles."
"I want the bite." I said as he pulled away.
"Stiles." He gave me a 'you know I can't do that' look.
"Derek, I'm going to die with or without it just give me the fucking bite please!" I started crying. I couldn't stop. I couldn't breathe. "Just please. Give me the bite."
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