Black Woman Preferences & Imagines

Here at Beacon Hills (1: Thy shall stab you)

"Beacon Hills is not a bad town, I have lived here for years." said Uncle Alan.

"Let's just forget about all the homicides, random killing sprees and the other weird stuff that happen here" I complained as I grabbed one of my boxes from the car." Even, I know this place is ball-shit crazy"

Uncle Alan just smiled and grabbed the last bag of mine. I followed him into the house, we stopped in a small room. The room had black wallpaper with a white tree branching out. In the middle there was a bed with black sheets.

"This is your room. It's a little small." Alan said.

"Thank you, the room is perfect" I smiled as I dropped the box and jumped straight into the bed.

Alan said," You're still the same Y/N. Excited about the easiest things." Alan phone started going off. He looked at me and mined the word 'sorry before leaving the room. I got off of the bed and opened a box.

'This is going to be a long day' I thought as I let out a groan.

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Fours Hours Later...
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I finally finish putting my things away. I am a quite hungry, right now. I walked out of the room and back down the stairs. The house was in total silence. I approached the kitchen, but stop when I heard a keys. I will not be dying on my first day of living in this town. I opened a drawer and grabbed the sharpest knife. I turned off the light, it's easier to attack when a person can't see. The door opened and footsteps entered into the house.

"Lydia, I didn't know he had such a nice house, I thought he lived at the clinic. I ca--
I cut off his sentence kicked him to the floor and jumped top of him. He was trying to get out, I knocked him out.

"Stiles" shouted the girl that he was talking to on the phone, I ended the phone call. I turned on the light to see a teenage boy with dark brown hair on the floor. He is kinda cute. I grabbed duct tape and tied his hand together, mouth closed. I pulled his body towards the couch and duct taped his legs together. I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. I poured water over his face and he shook awake. We just both stayed silent looking at each other. His eyes trailed from my eyes to the knife in my hand and then they open in shock. I stabbed the knife into the coffee table. Alan is going to kill me, but terrifying this teenage boy because he broke into the house should be fine. I pulled the duct tape straight off his mouth.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked and the front door slammed opened. Five people entered into the house ready to fight. Alan was there, but I didn't know who the fuck are the others are.

"Hey, guys" The boy I knocked out said.

"Wh- what happened here?" asked the boy with the weird jawline. Are most of the boys here attractive?