Everything Changed *COMPLETED*{Stiles Stilinski}

I Love You More

I was being pushed out of the hospital in a wheelchair by Stiles, and a blonde nurse came up to me.

"Hi, your mother told me to make sure you got your boyfriends jacket back before you left. We washed it for you." She smiled friendly between us. "Thanks." I smiled back, taking the jacket that wasn't Stiles and placing it in my lap.

She left, and he didn't say anything just started pushing me again. "Who's Jacket?" He asked like he already knew the answer.  We were almost to the door. "Um Jackson's" I answered hesitantly. He didn't say anything else until we got to the Jeep, and he sat me in.

I was so glad I only had to stay two days, because I was healing so well. Stiles was bringing me home, and all I wanted was to take a shower and get into some comfy clothes.

We finally got to my house, and Stiles helped me out. I hated crutches, mainly because I am horrible at using them. I made it to the door, rejecting Stiles pleads to let him just carry me. He didn't understand I needed to do it myself.

He opened the door for me and it smelled amazing. My mom fixed a big dinner for me coming home, which she didn't have to. "Thanks Mom" I said after we all sat in the dinning room.

"Your welcome sweetie" She said handling me the potatoes. Scott and Stiles started arguing about the Mets, gosh what am I gonna with these two.

After dinner mom was called in, apparently there was a bad car pileup. I would've rather had her here with me, but I told her it was okay.

I left S&S (Scott&Stiles) downstairs to go take a shower, hopping up the stairs, gosh I hated this. I finally got into the shower, and had trouble keeping myself balance wet, trying to keep off my hurt leg.

I sat to wash my hair and shave with mostly one hand, but I finished and hopped out.

I leaned against my sink counter while brushing my hair, and just left it down because I really couldn't do much with it right now. I dried off, and then slowly took off the wet bandages.

I need the new ones off of my dresser. I was almost there when I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror on the back of my closest door beside my dresser.

I stopped and turned to it, staring at my body. All the marks and bruises,I could feel tears starting to build. I snatched my robe off the closet door knob and covered my body.

I looked up back into the mirror, blinking to clear my vision. "Why me?" I cried out and then punched the mirror. The glass started falling and I hopped back so I wouldn't get cut.

Landing on my sore leg I instantly feel to ground, and the dam of my eyes broke. S&S came running into my room moments later, looking at what happened. Scott starting walking toward me first, and came down to the floor beside me.

He pulled me into him gently, and look my hand in his. "Did you punch the mirror?" He asked, I looked down at my hand that was bloody. "Yes, I.. I'm sorry" I cried even harder.

"Shh it's okay, your safe Kate. It's okay." He whispered rubbing my back, Stiles just stayed back for the moment. I calmed down after crying until his shirt was soaked.

He stood up picking me up with him, and sat me on the edge of the bed next to Stiles. I snuggled into his side, and Scott nodded at Stiles and Stiles did the same, then Scott walked out.

"Why did you break the mirror?" He whispered brushing his fingers through my hair. "I don't know, I saw all the marks and sores and I just.. "No stop. You are still so beautiful Kate." He interrupted me, I looked down.

"Your just saying that." I said barely audible, but I'm guessing he heard. He picked me up and slowly laid me back on the bed, gosh this boy.

He crawled up hovering over me but not putting any weight on me, staring into my eyes. He pulled at the tie of my pink rode, I grabbed it with my hand stopping him. "Please." He whispered, with such a caring voice.