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Gone-Stiles Stilinski Part 1

Y/N's Perspective

"What're you good for!?" My parents screamed at me. I cried harder.

"You're so stupid!" I ran up to my room and locked my door. I only had on my black tank top, shorts, and knee socks on. I had to go to Stiles, my boyfriend. I needed to be with him. I slipped the flannel he gave me on, and then put my mint green converse on. I fixed my lip piercing and tried to dry my tears but they kept coming.

I tied my hair up in a messy bun and jumped out my window, into the tree by it. I climbed down and started walking to Stiles' house. It was pouring.

At this point I couldn't tell which water on my face was tears or rain. I crossed my arms across my chest and kept walking.

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I reached Stiles' house and knocked on the door sheepishly and shivered as I waited.

Sheriff Stilinski opened the door.

"Y/N! Come on in here. I'll get you a warm towel and Stiles down here." He said and pulled me in hastily. My lips were blue and skin was pale.

Mr. Stilinski came back with the towel and then rushed up to get Stiles. I wrapped the towel around my body as I waited. I heard footsteps and then saw Stiles.

"Y/N? What're you doing here?" Stiles asked and walked over to me.

"M-my par-" You couldn't finish and started crying again.

"Y/N. There's something we need to talk about." Stiles nervously rubbed the back of his neck. You nodded.

"I don't think we should see each other anymore." I stared at him, hurt and sad. I cried but knew I couldn't change his mind. I nodded and set the towel on a near by chair. I took off the bracelet Stiles for me and dropped it on the ground before walking out. I sprinted back to my house and quickly climbed the tree and fell into my room. I was leaving. Forever.