Start of Time » Stiles Stilinski

1. Never Let Me Go

"  A thousand miles out to the sea bed

Found the place to rest my head 

Never let me go, never let me go.. "  

Sara's point of view: 

My eyes fluttered open as I felt my eyes being blinded by the white blaring lights. I shut them quickly, seeing flashes of circles and I was pretty sure that I had gone blind. I took a couple of seconds before slowly reopening my eyes, giving them time to adjust to the lights shining down on my face. I groaned, slowly looking all around me to see that I was in a hospital room. 

I remember being in a room exactly like this when I broke my ankle back in middle school. This time it was different though, it was just a regular room and I wasn't in pediatrics with all the other kids. I guess this is what being an adult is. 

I felt sore all over, feeling so sluggish as I heard Stiles talking besides my bed side. I could hardly move and Stiles had his head in his hands, still holding one of mine as well; which is why I think that he didn't notice that I was awake yet. 

"I kept thinking that if I had just been a bit faster, if I had managed to run faster or never left you to go find Lydia then-then you'd be okay.... You can't die on me, you hear me? Sara, you can't die on me...Not you too..." Stiles was sobbing, making my heart break into a million different pieces. 

I sighed, finally moving a little and using all the strength I had to squeeze his hand. Stiles stiffened, almost confused while I sighed and turned my head to look over at him. "You're really talking to my unconscious body...?" I slowly spoke before letting out a small laugh that turned into a cough. "Can you be any more cliché?"

"Yo-you're awake?" Stiles gasped, going over to me and placing a deep kiss on my lips. I groaned while Stiles pulled away, making sure everything was okay with me. I felt sore and felt like I could hardly move at all, which was only being less painful by all the drugs it looked like they had me on and Stiles being here. 

Stiles was making me feel better. 

I rolled my eyes slightly while letting a small smirk escape my lips. "I'm fine...I mean, I should be dead but I'm not...why am I not dead?"

"I don't know......I just don't care, all that matters is your safe." Stiles sighed, gripping my hand before placing a kiss on my lips again and then tons all on my face. I let out a laugh before turning my head, smiling up at him. I couldn't help but watch as I took notice of how the smile faded quickly from Stiles face. 

"wh-what is it?" I asked him, staring at him confused. 

"How much do you remember..?" stiles asked me, making me start to think. 

I remember the dance, I remember the way I felt staring into Stiles eyes as he told me he loved me and made me the happiest girl on the face of the earth. I remember the way we kissed and the feeling in my chest when I looked at him, it was love. I was so in love with him and he was in love with me.