2016 July Collection

Request - Stiles Stilinski "The new old me" (Sequel)

"Are you sure this is gonna work?" Stiles was worried, even more worried than he had already been. After months of searching the internet and reading every old book he could find, there was finally something that felt like hope. But it wasn't the first time he was hopeful about getting you back and he remembered all too well how that had ended the last time.

"No, I'm not sure." Deaton shook his head, but he closed his eyes and he concentrated again while he whispered some words Stiles couldn't understand. "We don't know if this is the spell Kate has used. If she used a different spell, we can repeat the words over and over without reaching anything." He said the words again and Stiles held your hand firmly.

Stiles knew there was a chance you would wake up with the same hate in your eyes he had seen there the last time he had met you. Even though he knew that hate wasn't yours, it had hurt. He loved you. He loved you more than anything and even though you had died and come back without any of your feelings for him that had not changed.

"And now we can just wait and hope." Deaton stepped back and he took a few deep breaths. "Kate has brought her back from the dead and even if the undoing of her spell works there will be consequences."

Stiles didn't mind. As long as you were alive and back with him he would be fine. He didn't mind that you were no longer human. He didn't mind that you would be shocked and confused. He didn't even care that it would probably take time before you would fall in love with him again. As long as you were back and as long as there was hope again everything would be fine.

A few minutes had passed before you finally opened your eyes. For a short moment you looked lost, confused and Stiles held his breath while you pushed yourself up. "What happened?" You turned your face towards Stiles who was still holding your hand.

"How do you feel? What do you remember? What do you want?" Stiles realized he was asking way too many questions at once, but he had to know the answers. He didn't want to tell you things you weren't ready to hear.

"I want to kill Kate." Your teeth started growing and your eyes started glowing and Stiles felt your sharp nails piercing his skin. "She killed me. She brought me back. She made me a monster." You twirled your wrist and jumped of the table, but as soon as you saw yourself in the mirror you stood still. "She turned me into this..." You hissed between your teeth, but Stiles walked towards you and he placed his hands on your shoulders.

"Maybe she's the reason you're no longer human, but you're still beautiful and I still love you. I promise, no matter what has happened and no matter what you've done and said, I still love you and I'll always love you." He kissed your cheek, but you shook your head and pushed him away.

"How can you love something like this? How can you love a monster? How can you be so kind to me even though I don't deserve it at all?" Tears rolled down your cheeks and Stiles tightened his embrace.

"You're not a monster, okay? You want revenge on Kate and we all want that, but that doesn't make you a monster." Stiles pressed you to his chest and rocked you in his arms. "You're not a monster, okay? I won't allow you to become one and I'm sure you won't even want to be one." He turned you around and started to kiss the tears from your cheeks.

"I don't want to hurt anyone." You shook your head. "I don't even want to hurt Kate. I hate feeling like this."

"That makes you a better person than I am." Stiles smiled and your lips curled up into a smile too. "Because I want to break every bone in her body and rip out her heart." Stiles grinned. "So, don't tell me you're a monster, okay? Because you're not. You're not a monster."