TRIGGER WARNINGStiles' POV
As I look at Scott and Allison laughing together under the stars it makes me think of Y/N.
She would look so beautiful under the stars, laughing with me. Her laugh always puts a smile on my face.
I haven't heard her laugh in a long time.
Ever since we got involved in the supernatural we haven't hanged out much. Well at all.
I think of all the times I told her I could pick her up and take her home, but then have to cancel to help with a wolf problem.
I just want to hear her laugh again.
She always looks so lonely, sitting by herself at a table with no one by her side. It hurts me to see her like that, she's so lonely and so sad.
But we can't bring her into this world, it's unfair for me to put her in danger just because I miss her... just because I love her.
She should be sitting with me, under my arm with her head resting on my chest. We should be laughing as we look up at the sky. We should be together. If not as my girlfriend, then as my friend.
"Stiles? Buddy are you okay?" I'm pulled out of my thoughts by Scott's voice. "You reek of sadness."
I nod and try and out on a smile. "I'm okay man."
Scott gives me a look before saying. "You're heart beat sky-rotted, you are totally lying."
"Stupid wolf powers." I mumble to myself and of course Scott hears and laughs.
"Is this about Milo?" I see the smile leave Scott's face as he thinks of Y/N's dog.
"What? Why would I be sad about Milo? Nothing has happened to her right?" I ask suddenly standing up.
Allison gives him a sad look. "Stiles, I thought you heard. Y/N's dog passed away a few days ago. Apparently she died from snail poison."
My mind immediately goes to Y/N and how upset she must be. "Guys I'm sorry but I'm going to check up on Y/N. I know we agreed to all hang out but I can't not be there for her." They both give me small smiles and small nods. "Okay, tell Lydia that I'm finally going to take her advice."
I jump in my jeep and quickly drive away. Y/N's house isn't too far away I should be there in a few minutes.
Finally I arrive at her house. Before I open the door to my jeep, I take a few breaths.
"This is it Stiles." I tell myself. "Follow Lydia's advice. Comfort her first. Tell her how you feel. And just be prepared to be rejected. Now stop being a baby and get out your car."
I open the door to my jeep and get out of the car. I slowly walk up to her door and knock. After a few moments I knock a couple of times again. Still no answer.
I try and open the door but it is locked. I find the hidden key under a flower pot and go inside.
"Y/N? It's Stiles."
Still no answer. I hear something fall on the floor upstairs in her room. She must be listening to music with her earphones blasting like she always does.
I race upstairs and walk down the hall until I reach her room. I knock on it before opening it.
I step in something sticky, I look down to see bright red blood dripping from my shoes. My eyes widen with panic.
"Y/N?"
A/N This is short but I want to make this in three parts, maybe four. Sooo part 3 is coming soon xx
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