*these are sad I love yous, I'll make a happy I love you eventually but for now, here's a sad one*
Scott:
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It was a bad time. The dread doctors had been capturing the supernatural a lot recently. Scott had gone out to try and defeat them one last time. It wasn't until late that night when you got a phone call. It was from Scott. You answered it and heard a distant shriek.
"Listen, baby." Scott was breathing hard. He had only a little time to speak. "They have almost found me. I'll be fine. Please just hear me out." His voice sigh. "If I don't make it back, I love you so much. You are my heart. You are my life." He sniffled into the phone. Before he could continue you spoke up.
"Listen to me Scott. I'll find you. I'll save you. But right now. I love you. Hold on to that." You whispered into the microphone. It was after you said that, the line went dead.
Stiles:
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You're life was great. You had a family, friends, a loving boyfriend. You're family wasn't on the poorer side and you always lived in safety. Until the day that ruined you. Your mother had cancer. You couldn't handle speaking to anyone. Your father called stiles to inform him and in minutes, he was at your door. He busted in and took you in a hug.
"I can't." You cried into his shoulder. His hand rubbed your back as he comforted you. After him continuing to let you cry, he wanted to make you feel better.
"Hey. Babygirl." He lifted his finger up under your chin. "Don't cry. I love you." You whimpered and dove into his arms again.
Derek:
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You had received the news, months ago. You are moving across the country. Today had to be the day you'd leave Beacon Hills and everybody behind. You haven't actually told anybody, knowing that it'd kill them. You were the rock of Beacon Hills. Everyone loved you. As you paced the room, Derek called you.
"Babe?" You answer. He sigh.
"Open your door." Then he hung up. You opened your bedroom door and he was standing there, his eyes so lost. "You're leaving? And you didn't say anything!" His voice was broken. It stung. You knew he wouldn't agree.
"Der, listen. I'm sorry. I couldn't bear telling you guys." He stomped in, falling into your bed.
"No. This is bullshit!" He whimpered.
"Derek Hale. You are a strong human. You need to learn to live with out me. I will always love you. I will. But I must leave with my parents. I'll visit. I'll be back. But you have to think for yourself." You stood tall, slowly breaking. Derek stood up, engulfing you into his chest.
"I'm not letting you go." His voice tickled your ear.
Isaac:
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This was the night. You and Isaac had your biggest fight possible. He was getting to angry with you all the time and you were sick of it. But today he had lost it, breaking your late mothers necklace she left you. That was the last straw.
"I refuse to talk to you." You angrily muttered, passing him. He grabbed your arm, spinning you to face him.
"Listen to me." He pouted. "Please." You rolled your eyes, ready to walk.
"Don't speak to me. You broke my only remembrance of my mother!" You began to raise your voice.
"Listen to me!" He yelled. It scared you, so you shifted uneasy. "I've been through so much shit. You know that. There is no excuse for what I did. And trust me. I'll never ever do it again. But you need to let me go. I love you but I'm not worth loving. My father told me that multiple times, and he was right."
That hurt, but he was right. You needed to let him go, at least for the time being. He needed help, and you couldn't help him.
