Stiles Stilinski Imagines 🦊

:I'll Always Be Right Here:

* Listen to: Faded - Alan Walker *

Word Count: 1,160

My vision was growing blotchy and my limbs had that pins and needles feeling. It was so hard trying to keep my eyes open. My hands were shaking as they moved up to place themselves on my lower abdomen. Blood was seeping out in an alarming pace. Right now would be a good time to be a werewolf. I knew that I didn't have much time. One person popped in my mind. A clumsy boy with black hair and whiskey colored eyes. A smile that would light up my world. My best friend, Stiles. I would do anything for him, for my friends, whatever the cost. I'm afraid it finally caught up to me.

I was lying on the floor of the police station. There were bodies lying all around me. I'm sure most of these women and men were dead. There were some that were crying out in pain. Crying out to be saved. As for me I didn't have the need to cry. I didn't need to be saved because I felt peace.

"Y/N!" A voice screamed out as I heard heavy boots run towards me, "Hey Y/N. Open your eyes please."

I felt his hands grip my head and placed it on his lap. My eyes fluttered open and that's when I saw Scott looking down at me with sad eyes, "Scott," His name fell past my lips in a hush whisper, "I tried to stop Parrish but he couldn't remember who he was." A cough built up in my chest and it pushed out leaving a copper taste in my mouth.

"Shh, it's okay. You're okay. Save your strength. We are going to get you to my mom. Just hang on." His tears were now pouring down freely as his hand gripped mine. He grew confused, "I can't take your pain away."

I let out a small sigh, "That's because I'm not in pain." I placed my hand on his, "Scott I want you to know that Parrish is going to blame himself. He did this but he wasn't himself. Tell him that it wasn't his fault. Tell him that my death is not his fault, that I forgive him." I coughed again this time I felt blood trail down the corner of my mouth.

"Don't talk like that. You are not going to die!" Scott begged as he hugged me tighter.

A smile made it on my lips. I was happy to be here in the arms of Scott. He was like a brother to me. It made me sad that Stiles wasn't going to be the last person I would see, "Can you do me a favor?" I asked him as I pushed myself off his chest, "Please tell Stiles that I'm sorry. Tell him that I love him. That I always loved him."

His face held pain and sadness as he weakly nodded. But then his face perked up like he heard something in the distance. He looked back down at me as he pushed my hair from my forehead, "Tell him yourself."

The clumsy boy that held my heart burst through the station doors. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead. His body was out of breath as he slightly hunched over. The minute his eyes landed on us. He wasted no time in running over and dropping down onto his knees.

"Y/N," He had his hands out in front afraid to touch me. His eyes wonder down towards where I was bleeding and he broke down crying, "oh no no no. Please Y/N, you can't die on me. Please, don't leave me."

"Stiles," Scott whispered as he held me out to him, "Hold her."

Stiles gave a weak nod as he took me from Scott and held me close to his chest. He had his arms wrapped around me as he lightly kissed the top of my head.

"Stiles I have to tell you something." My breathing started to grow uneven as I continued to struggle to stay awake.

"Save your breath, please. You can tell me once we get you help." He said as he placed a hand on the side of my cheek.

I leaned into his hand, "We both know this is the end for me. Which is why I have to tell you that I love you." I watched his eyes widen at my confession, "I love you, Stilinski. With all my heart and I'm so stupid that I didn't tell you sooner because we could have done something about it. You are amazing, smart, loyal, and you have the most beautiful heart. That lead me to fall in love with the clumsy sarcastic boy."

A sob escaped him as he looked down at me as he caressed my cheek, "I love you too. I fell in love with you the moment you walked into my life. You are my light, my world, my best friend, and you are my future. Please don't leave me."

At this point Stiles was crying his heart out as he nervously chewed on his lower lip. Scott was still sitting on his knees besides us with tears in his eyes. It was perfect really. Everything began with us three and now that's how its ending, at least for me.

"Remember that I love you guys. Promise me that you will keep fighting. Be strong for me, for everyone." I whispered as another round of coughs left me.

Scott weakly nodded his head as he told me that he loved me too. Stiles kept his eyes closed trying to stop his tears but his grip never loosened.

"Stiles," I called out and his eyes landed on my face, "kiss me."

His eyes held love and pain as he nodded. He started lowering his head down. His lips were now hovering above my own. He lightly brushed his nose on mine. Soon our lips connected. They moved against one another nice and slow. I could feel the love and passion in this kiss. Eventually we pulled away and then that's when I felt my chest tighten. My breathing was cutting short and my body was growing numb. This is it, I could feel myself slipping. He knew it too.

"I love you so much, Y/N." He whispered as he placed a kiss on my forehead, "Just please stay with me."

"I'll always be right here." My hand placed itself on his heart.

My eyes fluttered fighting to stay open as long as they could. Then the final breath left my lips. I could feel my heart take its final beat. My hand slipped from his chest and fell limp beside my body. My vision went out like a tunnel and the last thing I saw was the face of my love. The sounds of his cries lessened as I fell into an endless darkness.

~ Written on March 29, 2018 ~