Dylan O'Brien Imagines

You Don't Believe Me// Stiles

You saw Scott break through a magic barrier. Scott the werewolf. Lydia the banshee. Jackson the kanima.

This wasn't real, the mold in the bank made you hallucinate. You don't know what you saw. Your brother, Stiles, tried to explain this to you.

The supernatural wasn't real, that was the entire point of them being supernatural. You were on your way to help your father go through files at the police station while Stiles stayed at the hospital.

"If you just tell them what you saw, this would all be resolved." Stiles says as you walked towards the exit.

"I don't know what I saw."

"You saw something that you can't explain."

"Stiles, I've seen a lot of stuff that I can't explain in this town, that doesn't make them supernatural and it doesn't make them real," you turned around to face him. "Dad just found another body and I need to help him go through his files, okay? That's real."

"Another teacher is going to die if you listen to me."

"I am listening Stiles! I have been listening!" You snap, yelling at him as everyone turned to face you.

He stayed quiet for a second. "You just don't believe." He looked truly broken, you wanted to slap him back together.

"Mom would've believe me." You hear him back from behind you.

You felt your heart legitimately shatter. "Well I'm not Mom."

You heard him turn and walk away as you sat there. Mom would have believed him.

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his chapter hurt my soul