TeenWolf Preferences And One Shots

We were happy (Stiles)

Loving, Touching, Holding, Pulling, Pushing and grinding. Every weekend it was the same thing over and over again, Stiles calling you and you rushing to him like a addict to a drug. That's exactly what you are, you're a addict and Stiles Stilinski is your drug. 

It wasn't like this in the beginning, You were in love and so was he, the only problem was you loved him and he loved another, Lydia, to be exact. of course you knew that he loved her sense the 3rd grade but you figured he was past all of that and he wanted to be with you now, and at first it was amazing because he cared and was nice and so sweet. You went on many dates and spent hours talking on the phone and when ever you could see each other, never did you think that Stiles wanted anything else, you ignored the glances that him and Lydia would share over the past 3 months, you just ignored everything believing that he loved you back and was just entrapped in the thought of him and him alone.

One day you finally realized something was wrong when you and stiles were at his house on a Sunday afternoon and Lydia called him on his phone, Stiles answered and had to leave to go to where ever Lydia needed him. When he dropped you off home you sat down and thought of the past 3 months of your life and cried at the thought of him not actually caring for you. Still all the crying and thinking did nothing to help you, you still stayed with him because you were in too deep to climb out of the web of lies you were in.

You tried so many things during the 12th month to try and get him to change towards you and to make him want you, love you, need you, like you needed, loved and wanted him. From dressing differently and changing your hair style, To trying ridiculous things you read on the internet to try and get his attention. Nothing worked so you gave up, You gave up everything in your live, being in the pack, trying to stop your drunk mom from chasing broke garbage men, making the best grades in school from always studying and staying up late, you stopped trying to fit in, you stopped worrying about not being good enough, you stopped caring completely.

On Monday morning in school you never showed up, Stiles called your phone getting no answer but brushed it off and figured you were just late, the day past and still no one had heard from you making him worry more. Deciding to go to your house to check on you he rushed over, praying that you were okay and nothing happened to you.

On the way to your house he thought of different reasons as to why you weren't picking up the phone, and thanking what ever god there was that everyone knew his blue jeep and he didn't get pulled over. Pulling up to your house and seeing multiple police cars and an ambulance, he could barely put the car in park before jumping out and rushing past all the people crowded around, ducking under the police tape ignoring the officers yelling at him from behind, he zoomed over to his dad and before he could ask what was happening and question why so many people were there, he seen a gurney being wheeled out the front door of the two story house.

Fear filling his gut and legs shaking he walked up to the gurney, no longer being able to hear anything around him only hearing the sound of his own heart thumping loudly in his chest, he reached for the top of the white blanket that covered the body and pulled back the sheet revealing the same eyes that had looked into his just a day prior with so much love as he gazed back with just as much if not more.

Feeling his body being pulled from your lifeless corpse, he could hear the faint screaming and feel the arms wrapping around him hugging him and trying to help soothe the pain that he could feel. Sound coming back faintly and feeling coming back to his body he could hear his screams echoing in his head and feeling the boiling hot tears running down his face.

'Everything was fine! Nothing was wrong! She was happy!' Kept spinning around in his head making him feel dizzy causing him to collapse in his fathers arms, he couldn't think of why she would kill herself, He and her were doing amazing. They were doing so good that he got Lydia to help him pick out a promise ring he was going to give you for your birthday next month, He and Lydia had been planning the perfect day for the two of you for your birthday for 3 months and he wanted to make everything special. But now all of that was just a dream and he couldn't do any of the things he wanted to do on your birthday, including taking you to your favorite spot in the woods and giving you the ring after eating dinner at a cute diner down the road. 

'We were happy'