TEEN WOLF IMAGINES

Scott McCall Imagine

Y/N P.O.V

       Scott and I have been together for a year. We've kept no secrets from each other. Or so I thought. Lately, Scott has been avoiding me and hanging out with Stiles and the others a lot more. It's like I barely see him anymore. I don't secrets and Scott knows that. Hey hiding something from me and I'm going to find out what.

* That Night *

     I was just laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling. Maybe I should visit Scott. See how he's doing. I got up, slipped some candles on and walked to Scott's. His house isn't that far from mine, so I didn't bother with the car.                   
I just walked right in. Momma McCall said I was family and could walk right in. I was heading towards Scott's room when I heard things smashing and growling. I ran up stairs and busted Scott's door. What I saw was not Scott.

Instead, I saw a monster. I heard a groaning. I looked over to see a knocked out Stiles on the floor. The monster looked over at me. It was Scott. The monster was Scott. His eyes were blood red, not the beautiful brown I fell for. To add to it, there was fangs protruding over his lips and claws where his fingernails should be.

This can't be Scott. Scott's not a monster. But what is front of me is. The thing came closet and slammed me against the wall. The monster raised its claw and brought it down the left side of my face, down my chest, and leg. I screamed in pain. I blacked out from the amount of blood loss and pain.

Many hours later, I woke up in a white room. The hospital. I was trying to think on why I'd be here, but then I remembered the events of last night. Scott was the monster that attacked me. The monster that left me an enormous wound on my body. I touched my face and felt gauze from my left eye across my face, under my chin, and down my neck. The rest disappeared under my hospital gown. My left eye was completely covered. Great, I lost half my eyesight.

I was watching t.v. to the best of my ability when Momma McCall walked in.

"Hey Y/N, how are you feeling?" She asked as she checked all the iv's and monitors.

"Good I guess." I replied.

"Look, what Scott did was not intentional. He lost control." Momma McCall said.

"A human loses control. An animal loses control. Scott is neither human not animal. He's a monster." I told her.

"Scott may be a lot of things, but my son us no monster." She said leaving the room.

As soon as she left, Stiles walked in. I'm so glad he's okay.

"Hey kiddo, how are you feeling?" Stiles asked sitting on the end of the bed.

"Great for someone who's boyfriend, wait, ex boyfriend, almost killed 'em." I replied.

"That wasn't him. He just lost control. It's been months since he last shifted." He said.

"What is he?" I asked.

Before Stiles could answer, someone else beat him to it.

"I'm a werewolf."

I looked up and saw Scott. My heart sped up. Scott walked closet.