Fix You {Sterek Fic}

The gunshots still ricochet through Stiles' ears, deafening him, ringing in his head. It's been not even 24 hours since it happened. Since they all died. Stiles had been shot in the leg and someone (maybe Liam?) dragged him behind the car, where he stayed for the rest of the night. He heard the bullets soaring into heads, the terrifying screams of his friends, and the slashing noise as skin was sliced open by claws. When it fell silent, he knew. He knew he was alone now.