STILES STILINSKI ∙ IMAGINES

rejecting the bite

rejecting the bite

"Scott– is that supposed to happen?" You asked Scott, who's standing beside you as you watched Stiles, on the hospital bed.

Scott had given him the bite due to his state as of the moment and both of you expected him to wake up, to finally be a werewolf but you watched in horror as some type of black liquid started coming out from his mouth.

"I– he's rejecting the bite!" Scott said, panicking as he rushed over to his best friend.

Stiles opened his eyes, coughing and letting the black liquid leave his mouth with pain written all over his face. "Scott, Y/N? It hurts– why does it hurt?" He whimpered, coughing yet again with the black liquid running down from his lips to his jaw.

"Stiles–" You managed to say, biting you lower lip harshly as tears pooled around your eyes.

"Stiles, you're gonna be fine." Scott said, holding Stiles' hands as he squeezed his eyes shut. Black veins appeared on some parts of his arm, meaning that he was taking away his pain.

While you, you stood there. You felt as if you're frozen, unable to move. Tears were rolling down your cheeks as you watched the person you love the most crying and slowly dying.

"Y/N–" Stiles called you, coughing afterwards to spit out the black liquid inside of him. "–just know that I love you, all right? I love you so much." He said while Scott got off of the bed, his eyes shining as tears surrounded it.

Scott felt as if it's his fault but it really wasn't. If he didn't give him the bite, he would die either way but both of you just thought that maybe you can save him. Both of you were too selfish to let go of him but no matter what both of you do, this will be the end for him.

"I love you too– so much." You said, biting on you lower lip harshly as you came closer to him, sitting on the bed with tears rolling down your cheeks. You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tightly as if he's about to disappear.

He kept on chocking this time, some of the black liquid ending up on your shirt but you didn't care. All you care about right now is Stiles, that's all.

"It hurts." Stiles mumbled, whimpering at the pain he's feeling at the moment. "Make it stop." He mumbled yet again and it broke your heart.

You pulled him closer, if that's even possible. You held him tightly, crying and whispering how much you love him over and over again. You were too afraid to let go because you knew that something had to be done.

"Move on. After this, promise me you have to enjoy your life, find someone–" Stiles said, pulling away from the hug as he looked into your eyes. "–someone that can make you happy, all right?"

You were too broken to answer, still crying as he cupped your cheeks. "Hey– hey, promise me." He tried yet again, hoping to get an answer from you this time.

"Y– Yes, I promise." You said, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to remember what it felt to be this close to him.

But sadly, Stiles wanted to end the pain quickly. "Scott, you have to–"

Scott shook his head, not wanting to do it. "No, no! I can't kil– I can't do that." He said, backing away as he stared at his best friend.

"I don't wan– it's getting even more painful for me– please." Stiles said as you whimpered, shaking your head. You didn't want him to leave yet, not now, not ever.

You wished that this didn't happen at all, that Stiles was perfectly okay and he was off somewhere, trying to figure out every problem thrown at the pack. But, this is reality and it hurt you.

"Scott, do it." Stiles demanded, coughing yet again, spitting out the disgusting black liquid yet again. "Scott, Scott!"

Scott squeezed his eyes shut, tears rolling down his cheeks also at the thought of being the one to end his best friend's misery. He didn't want to do it, he didn't want all of this to happen. He wants his best friend by his side all the time, giving him advice and making sarcastic remarks. Scott loves him but not as much as you love the goofball.

"A– All right." Scott managed to say, swallowing thickly as he took hesitant steps towards his best friend. He didn't dare to look at you, knowing that you were actually breaking at the moment.

At this time, you began to sob. You didn't actually think that this would happen. You and Scott were hopeful that Stiles will be fine. Both of you even attempted to make jokes about Stiles being a werewolf, laughing and grinning but now, both of you are breaking. The laughs and smiles that happened were long forgotten.

"I– I can't." You said before leaving the room. You didn't manage to walk that far considering that you managed to bump into Liam, who's waiting along with the rest of the pack with hopeful eyes.

However, they seemed to get a different answer once they saw you with Liam, sobbing. It broke their hearts but no one felt that kind of pain that you're feeling. They didn't love Stiles like you did, they didn't care about him like you did. That's why you're feeling this kind of pain that no one can reach.

"He– He's gone." You mumbled over and over again through your tears as Liam held you, along with Lydia.

They knew that they can't do anything to make you feel better at all. So, they just stayed there with you, showing you that they'll still be there for you even though the person you love the most was gone.

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