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Imagine: Theo "apologising" to you. "Y/N!"Your mom called from downstairs."There's a boy here to see you!" You put down the book you were reading. "Who is it?"Your mom knew all of your friends names so she would usually tell you. You opened your bedroom door and walked to the top of the stairs. "What's your name, hun?"You heard your mom ask. You heard a muffled reply but couldn't make out the name. "Oh! You're him?! Go right on up! She'll be so happy to see you!"You heard your mom gush. You walked back into your room and closed the door. "Y/N, you in there?"You heard an all too familiar voice ask. You felt your blood run cold and all the colour drain from your skin. "Y/N, come on. Open up."The voice said again. It couldn't be him. It couldn't. But then again, you had to be sure. You walked over to your door and opened it a crack to see Theo fucking Raeken standing outside. You let out a little yelp and Theo quickly stuck his foot in the partially open doorway so you couldn't kick him out. "Y/N, Y/N, wait."He told you pushing the door open. "What the hell do you want...murderer?"You spat. "I deserve that." "That's me being nice, you should've heard the names Stiles came up with." "Ok, I admit that mistakes were made-" "By you." "By me." "Like trying to kill my friends." "Like trying to kill your friends." "And actually killing some people." "Are you going to let me apologise?"
