Supernatural Imagines/ Preferences

Pain Teen Wolf×(f)reader

This is going to be a Teen Wolf imagine. If you do not like it, feel free to skip it. Also there will still be a y/n. It's not just them. TRIGGER WARNING abuse self harm, and an eating disorder. Anyways I can't really describe it in words, so yeah. Keep on reading and enjoy my lovely peeps!! ~Ariel 🌹

You were on your way home from a miserable day at school. Let me rephrase that hell or in other words highschool. You were contsatntled bullied and tormented at home. Your two sisters were popular or in another words stuck up bit*hes. You had go walk home from school instead of getting a ride from them in their new convertible. You went to beacon hills highschool. Today you were shoved into a locker and kicked, by Jackson and your two sisters. Your vision was blurred and you could barely walk. Your eyes red and puffed from crying and a black and blue mark covered your one eye. Bags under your eyes from lack of sleep, for about 2 weeks now. Your body was extremely weak and exhausted. You saw a blue jeep behind you just before you passed out, and your world went dark.

3rd person pov

Stiles jumped out of his jeep along with Scott, Derek, and Isaac. They went to check over your unconscious body, for any severe injuries. They saw the servant beatings, bruises, scars, and slits along your wrist. From were you had been cutting and been abused. "The smell of weakness and overwhelming fear is very strong. I don't know what she went through but this has got to be the worst thing I ever saw." Derek winced as he felt immense amount of pity for you. Issac leaned over and put his hand on yours, taking some of your pain away. He knew what it was like to be abused and to feel like there was no escape. "I can't take this, it's too overwhelming for me," Scott said before walking back to the Jeep. Stiles had this look on his face, the face of pain. He was just about to burst out into tears at how your body looked. He knew your so beautiful that was undeniable but the marks is what killed him. Hurt him more then anyone can imagine and he had never met you before. He didn't even know your name. "Stiles it's not your fault, you have to stop feeling that way. It's going to overwhelm all of us," Derek said looking down at him. He pinched the bridge of his nose as drops of sweat poured down his face. Too many emotions at once were having him feel as though he might shift. He was trying to surpass it as much as he could. In such a public area he could practically feel the hunters breathing down his neck. Himself along with the help of Issac carried her body to the jeep, to take her to the hospital. She was way to light and fragile, almost as if a wrong turn can snap her neck.

Y/n pov

You could feel someone carrying your body. As your eyes fluttered open. You wondered if they were carrying your body to a grave. At this point you didn't even care. Your heart still beating at a dangerously slow pace made your breathing shallow. You were put on a cushion almost like a couch, and then your eyes fluttered closed yet again. You woke up in a hospital bed. You tried to sit up and saw needles in your arms. Your heart rate accelerated and the monitor beeped at an alarming pace. The four sleeping guys in the chair woke up as you tried pulling the needles out of your arm, to escape the hospital room. You let put a wail of pain as the iv needle went further into your hand. The guys came rushing over to your bed side to keep you from touching anything. They layer you back on the bed and your heart rate went out of control. "Y/n you need to calm down now! We're not going to hurt you we're here to help you. OK so please don't be scared and breath. Take deep breaths and calm yourself and your heart down ok." You tried doing so and eventually saw dark spots clouding your vision as you passed out again.

Dereks pov

I touched y/n's hand and felt sparks. We found put her name was y/n when we checked her into the hospital. Melissa told us what her injuries were from and how long ago the scars were made. When I felt the spark after putting my hand over y/ns I knew immediately that she was my mate. I didn't know it would ever happen for me. I didn't know how she would react or how I could explain it to her. I sighed deeply putting my hands on my face. My stubble rubbed against my sweaty palms. "I need you guys to get out if the room," I said to them. "Why?" Stiles asked me. "Because I said so now leave." They got up and scrambled out of the room. I walked over to her and placed my hand over hers, kissing the top of her head gently. I can't wait till she wakes up. Then I can tell her....