Stiles Stilinski Imagines

I Miss Him

"Y/n!" I turn around and see one of my brother's friends, Corey, running up to me. "It's Liam!" Without hesitating, I follow Corey.

I hear a ruckus when we run down a hallway and find the classroom. I make my way through the crowd blocking the door. "Move it!" I demand as I push my way through. When I get near the front, people hold me back. "Let me go!" I shout at the guys but their grips tighten on my arms.

I finally look at what the crowd is staring at.

Kids that I recognize from the lacrosse team, beating the crap out of Liam.

"Liam!" Nolan and Liam look up at me. "Stop it! Just leave him alone!"

Nolan smirks at me. "Are you one of them too?" I look at him confused but it clicks.

They're trying to get Liam to shift in front of everyone. And Liam's trying to prove he's not a werewolf, just so they would leave him alone and not be afraid.

Liam looks at me and shakes his head, telling me to stop trying to help.

Nolan than continues punching Liam.

"Liam, find an anchor." I whisper, knowing he'll hear me. I see his lips begin moving.

"What?" Nolan asks when Liam mutters out his words.

"The sun, the moon, the truth."

"What is this?!?" I hear a voice say. Coach. "Get out of here! You all should be ashamed!!" He shouts and everyone disperses.

The guys holding me back finally let go and walk away, following Nolan and the other guy to the principles office.

I run over to Liam and help him up. "You okay?" I ask and my brother nods.

•••

"Is everything okay?" Scott says when he finally picks up.

"Two guys from the team just went off on Liam." I answer, pacing my room.

"Is he alright?"

"Umm, I think so. Maybe just a little shaken up." I say and feel tears brimming my eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know, Scott." The tears gathering in my eyes threaten to fall. "Everyone is terrified of Liam. I'm terrified for him. Scott, I'm scared."

"It's going to be okay, y/n." Scott says, trying to comfort me.

"Ever since Stiles left, a piece of me left with him. Now, I'm fearful all over again. I'm not as strong because I don't have someone to lean on anymore. I miss him, Scott." A tear escapes my eye and I let it.

"I know, y/n, but we made a deal."

I groan. "I hate the deal."

"We all do. We all have to be strong. We all just have to lean on each other." He says and I sigh, agreeing.