Teen Wolf Imagines

Jackson Whittemore - He Hates You, You Die

Both you and Jackson were adopted, from the same parents. You were biological brother and sister but he disowned you the minute the two of you found out you were adopted. Jackson drove a Porsche while you drove a Range Rover.

"Y/N you're gonna need to take the Porsche today." Your adoptive mother told you.

"I'll take my car thanks." You muttered, snatching your keys from her hand and walking out.

"Fine, Jackson's riding with you." She muttered and when you started the car, you almost run her over, but chose not too. He got into your car in annoyance and slammed the door.

"Geez watch it!" You declared, shooting him a glare and reversing out.

"Oh please, this car is nothing." You raised an eyebrow before grabbing your empty red bull can and throwing it hard out of your window and onto his Porsche, leaving him jaw dropped.

"You didn't just do that!" He shouted, before he could get out, you sped off down the street.

"Why do you have to be such a bitch? God I hate you." Jackson questioned.

"Listen here little Miss Perfect, you might be a Kanima, I might be a werewolf, but once upon a time you actually cared about me. We cared about each other until one day you suddenly thought oh let's never talk to Y/N like she's my actual sister again. Do you understand how much that hurts? For someone to disown their sister? You're meant to protect me Jackson, I certainly don't feel that when I'm around you anymore." He took in what you were saying, but didn't have anything to say.

"Find your own way home." You mumbled, getting out of the car after pulling up to school. The pack were still trying to figure out how to get rid of void Stiles. All day, you had spent with Scott and Allison and you underestimated it because it was dark by the time you had finished your discussion.

"Y/N, you go that way with Aiden and Ethan." Scott told you and you nodded. Once you made it down the stairs, the Nogistune appeared, with the ninja looking supernatural creatures behind him, with massive swords.

"Not today bitches." You declared, turning into werewolf form and fighting them off. You kicked one of their swords out their hand and stabbed one of them with it, thankfully killing one of them.

"Little problem over here Y/N." Ethan shouted, he was in tight grip by one of the ninjas and you had to run and jump to get him out the way. Soon Jackson appeared.

"Y/N what the hell are you doing here?" He questioned, angrily, being held back by Lydia, who was stopping him from getting hurt.

"Saving our friends Asshole, what else?" That's when you felt it, from the small amount of non focus, the sword pierced your skin and into your heart.

"Y/N!" Jackson screamed, running over to you while your body fell to the ground.

"No, no, no." He repeated, lifting you up so your back was against his chest and your eyes were locked on each other.

"You can't die. Y/N I love you so much. I don't hate you, I didn't mean it. Im so sorry for treating you like crap. I do care, I care so much." He cried, tears cascading down his face. The pack watched, most of them sobbing.

"I know you didn't mean it. I love you too, and I forgive you, asshole." You smiled lightly, your heartbeat was fading quick.

"I didn't want you too leave me like they did, that's why I was horrible. I'm sorry, I love you." He cried.

"I love you too, make sure everyone looks after themselves, I love them as well." You took one final breath, and that was it.

"NO!"