Synopsis - You and Billy get into an argument on the way to a party. At the party, you go your separate ways, only reuniting when you are drugged by a classmate.
Word Count - 4.1k+
**Warnings** drugging, mentions of sexual assault, violence, underage drinking
- Requested By - @peakascum
A.N. So sorry this request took so long. Also sorry about how long it’s been since i posted. I have an insane amount of school and work full time, so i hardly have time to write. I appreciate the constant support people have shown to this page. It means a lot :)
p.s. i hope i did your request justice @peakascum
p.s.s. in the gif, just focus on him gripping the steering wheel lol
‘’Do we really have to talk about this now? Come on, Y/n.’’ Billy and I are on our way to another one of Tommy’s parties. I don’t even want to go, but Billy had originally wanted me to, and had already told half the school that we would both be there. Now I’m obligated to show up. I just asked Billy about something that had happened at the last night at the party we were at.
I take a sip of my drink as I walk throughout the party. I lost Billy a few minutes ago, as I went to refill my cup. I make it to the main hot spot of the party, which is the backyard. I appreciate the breath of fresh air I inhale as I continue to walk. I finally spot Billy, standing near the pool, with only his jeans on. His shirt is nowhere to be seen. There is some random girl next to him, holding his arm, which makes me feel warm, as anger fills me, which is most likely the booze in my system.
I begin to make my way over to him, but I stop myself so I can see how he reacts. She whispers something to him, and he laughs. He nods as she walks away from him, and I think that maybe she is done hanging on him, but she pulls of her shirt and jumps into the pool. She comes back up and motions for Billy to join her. I hold my breath, praying he doesn’t oblige, but her does. I down the rest of my drink. Now I make my way towards him.
‘’Billy!’’ I shout. He looks up at me, and pulls himself out of the pool.
‘’What, Y/n? You’re always nagging.’’
‘’I wouldn’t have to nag if you didn’t let bimbos hang out you like flies to sh*t.’’
‘’Whatever.’’ He walks away from me, and I let him, not really wanting to hash this out, as I am now suddenly aware of the amount of people around me. I avoid him the rest of the night, and ride home with Nancy.
That was all yesterday; there was a party on Friday. Today is supposed to be an even bigger party because today is Saturday, and that’s how it goes here in Hawkins. I haven’t talked to Billy since this all happened yesterday, but I wanted to bring it up now. Mostly because I was drunk, and I shouldn’t have gotten so worked up.
‘’Why can’t we do this now? We haven’t talked since last night.’’
‘’Yeah, and I wonder what that reason is.’’
‘’Hey, this is not only my fault. You know how it makes me feel when there are always girls all over you, Billy. I’ve told you many times before.’’
‘’Yeah, yeah, I know. I just don’t understand why you get so upset over that. I didn’t do anything with those girls. You were right there, and you saw me do nothing, right? Okay, then.’’ He grips the steering wheel harder, trying to stay calm.^^^ I noticed he did this a lot when we first started dating, and he would have to deal with his dad more often than now.
‘’You have no right to say that to me, knowing how you are. You practically put any guy that comes near me in a coffin.’’
‘’That’s because I know these guys’ intentions.’’ He says, quickly turning to look at me, before continuing back at the road. He is driving faster now, but not too fast to make me nervous. We’re only a few minutes from the party now, and I anxiously await it's come to so I can take a breather. And get a drink.
‘’And I know these girls’ intentions. Come on, Billy. I’m not stupid.’’
‘’You are if you think that I would do anything with these girls.’’
‘’Well, you don’t make it seem that you don’t.’’ I say and put my head down.
‘’Come on, Y/n. Don’t actually be stupid.’’
‘’How would I know, huh, Billy?’’
‘’God, maybe if I did go with them, they wouldn’t bother me so much. You never give it a rest. I never get any peace with you Y/n.’’ My face falls, and I don’t even feel like arguing anymore. I look over to Billy, but his face doesn’t falter. He just continues to grip the steering wheel until we make it to the party. We pull up and he quickly pulls up next to the yard to park the Camaro.
‘’I’m, uhm, gonna go find Nancy and Steve.’’ I say in a quiet voice.
‘’Of course, you are.’’ He gets out of the car, and slams the door harder than I was expecting, which makes me flinch from the sound. I feel like crying from the words he said to me, but I ignore the feeling of tears swelling in my eyes, and get out of the car.
I make my way into the house, needing to find a drink. I quickly find one of the many kegs, and fill my solo with the liquid. I down the whole cup, and fill it again before walking away to find Nancy and Steve.
I walk around, not seeing anyone I know well enough to talk to. Across the room, I see Nancy standing the corner, slightly swaying to the music blasting throughout the house. I go over to her, getting run into and hit on the way over, but I sigh with relief once I am standing in front of her and she is smiling at me.
‘’Hey, Y/n!’’ She says to me, in a very cheery voice.
‘’Hi, Nance.’’ I say, trying to mask my sadness, but I don’t do too good of a job, cause her face immediately scrunches in confusion.
‘’Wait, Y/n, what’s wrong?’’ She grabs my arm in endearment.
‘’I just got into it with Billy right before coming here. I'll be fine. I just want to drink, and forget about it for now.’’
‘’Oh, okay. I’m sorry.’’
‘’It’s alright. Where’s Steve?’’ I ask, needing to change the subject from me.
‘’He went to go get us both drinks.’’ As she finishes her sentence, Steve is handing her cup of whatever drink he found. ‘’Speak of the devil.’’
‘'Hey, Y/n.’’ Steve smiles to me. He wraps his arm around Nancy’s shoulder, and pulls her close.
‘’Hi, Steve.’’
‘’I assume Billy is doing a keg-stand somewhere?’’ He chuckles. I shrug, and lightly smile.
‘’Knowing him, probably.’’ I see Nancy nudge him in the side, signaling for him to shut up about Billy. He looks visibly confused, but doesn’t question it.
We talk a little more, about the exam we have on Monday in Mr. Lazinski’s class, and about how last night’s party was insane because of the pool jumping that happened at the end.
‘’Yeah, so I ended up being pushed in by Steve, but I grabbed his arm so he fell in with me.’’ Nancy laughs as she tells me. I laugh too, being able to picture the look on both of their faces as they fell into the water. I go to respond, but I am stopped by Nancy’s squeal. ‘’I love this song.’’ It’s Super Freak by Rick James.
‘’Come on, dance with me.’’ Steve pulls her away, and I smile as I watch them go away. My smile slowly falters as I think back to my situation with Billy. Does he not want to be with me? That can’t be true. He said I bother him, so maybe he would be okay if we weren’t together anymore. I’m pulled out of my thoughts when someone taps my shoulder. I turn and see one of my friends from my physics class, Johnny.
‘’Hi, Johnny. How’s it going?’’
‘’Going good. Sorry I tapped you. I called your name, but I guess you didn’t hear me. How come you aren’t with Billy?’’ I sigh, once again thinking about Billy.
‘’He, uhm, he went to go find Tommy and Carol. Probably to commend them on the party.’’ I don’t know him well enough to spill out all my problems.
‘’Oh, okay. Do you want a refill?’’ He asks me, gesturing to my semi-empty cup. I nod to him.
‘’Yeah, sure. That would be nice. Thank you.’’ I smile to him and hand him my cup. He takes my cup from me and walks away. He’s back in a few seconds with a drink that’s different than what I had the first time. Instead of the color being red, it’s now a dark purple, and it’s fizzing a little. Hmm, maybe they had to make more. I thank Johnny for the drink and take a sip. It's gross, so it’s probably a lot stronger. There’s also not as much, so I assume it’s supposed to be taken like a shot. I came for the free booze anyway, so down the hatch. I quickly down it, and I see Johnny smile. I assume it’s because I took it like a champ. He walks away from me, but I feel too buzzed to even care. I look around the party and see Steve and Nancy still dancing.
~~~~
A few minutes pass by, and I feel worse and worse. My head is spinning and feels like it's being pounded into, my throat is on fire, and my limbs feel like they’re going numb. Like I could fall at any second. My mind starts to feel hazy, and I can’t think about anything. I feel woozy, not tired, just very out of it. There’s no way that drink was that strong, or took affect that quickly for me to feel like this. There is a hand on my waist, and I sigh, assuming it’s Billy, regardless of how we left off. I turn to the face, but I am met with Johnny’s instead.
He wraps his arm around my waist, and begins to pull me away. My mind screams for me to stay put, suddenly feeling very scared, but my body follows involuntarily. I have almost no control.
‘’Where’s Billy? I wantt to go home, nowww.’’ I slur as Johnny helps me up the stairs, but more like drags me up them.
‘’Shh, shh, shh.’’ He hushes me, and opens the door to one of the various rooms in this house. He leads me to a bed, and sits me down. I fall, laying on the bed now, as my body seems too tired to even stay sitting straight. I feel so tired, but I don’t want sleep. I want Billy.
I feel hazy, and not in control of any aspect of my body or my movements. I can feel my shirt being taken off, but I'm not doing it.
‘’Bil-Billy.’’ I whisper incoherently.
‘’Shh, shh, shh. Don’t worry. He shouldn’t disturb us.’’
~~Nancy’s POV~~
‘’Hey, wait, Steve? Where did Y/n go?’’ I ask Steve over the loud music. I looked to where she was, and I didn’t see her anymore.
‘’I don’t know. Maybe she went to go find Billy, or something?’’ I shake my head, knowing better than that. Y/n would have come over and told us that she was leaving. Especially if it was to Billy, because of their fight. She wouldn’t just walk away. I have a bad feeling my gut.
‘’I don’t know, Steve. I think something is wrong. She wouldn’t just leave. She’s never done that.’’ I walk away from him, and go over to where she was previously. I try to think back to if I saw her speaking to anyone. I rack my brain, but I can’t think of anyone besides the kid in our physics class, Johnny, that was talking to her for a moment.
‘’Wait, Nancy. What’s wrong? Why are you worked up over it?’’
‘’It’s just that I have this awful feeling in my stomach, Steve. I don’t know. I just feel weird. Can you go find Billy, please? And quickly Steve. I’m worried.’’ His face seems to understand the severity of my tone, and he nods. I walk away, and start looking through the people in the house.
I make my way around the open part of the house, not finding her anywhere. I decide I should check the rooms. I open the door to one, and I see a pair of teens making out on the bed.
‘’Oh, uhm, so sorry.’’ I close the door quickly, feeling awkward for walking in on them. I dismiss that, remembering that I am looking for Y/n. I check another two rooms, and turn up with nothing. I wish that Steve and Billy would come back so I can have some help trying to find Y/n.
Maybe she’s fine. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe she just went to find Billy, they made up, and they got caught in each other.
I almost give it the benefit of the doubt, then I open up the last door in the back of the house. I see Y/n laying under Johnny, half naked. I audibly gasp in fright, turning his attention to me. He backs away from Y/n and runs out the door. I follow him with my eyes, my jaw laying open, not totally understanding what is happening.
I turn my attention back to Y/n, seeing her still laying on the bed. She hasn’t moved at all. I walk to her, confused. My eyes widen in panic when I see that her eyes aren’t open. She’s unconscious.
‘’Y/n? Y/n!’’ I shake her, trying to get any type of response from her, but I get none. She doesn’t budge, and my panic sets in even more. ‘’Y/n!’’ I shout again, trying one more time to wake her up. I run out of the room, to find Billy, or anyone that can help me. I see Steve, and I run to him.
‘’Whoa, whoa. What’s wrong, Nance? You’re crying.’’ He rushes over to me, and I can tell by his face that the look of mine isn't good.
‘’Did you find Billy? There’s something wrong with Y/n. I think Johnny did something to her.’ I cry.
‘’What! Where?’’ I run to the room with Steve hot on my heels. He runs to her side, and cups her face. He lightly taps her to not hurt her, and she shouts her name to get her to wake up.
‘’Steve, what do we do?’’
‘’I saw Billy, I told him we were looking for him, but he brushed me off. He was going outside to say bye to Tommy. Go get him, Nance.’’ He tells me in a semi-calm voice. I quickly stand up and run out of the room again.
I run into him in a few seconds, and I shout his name.
‘’Billy!’’ I grab his arm to get him to look at me.
‘'What? Why are you guys both so wigged out? Can you calm down?’’ He scoffs and shrugs my hand off of him. I feel a lump form in my throat.
‘’Come with me. I think that she was drugged. She’s in the last room.’’ His eyes widen, and he runs to the room, pushing past the people that are in his way.
~~Billy’s POV~~
The only thoughts that are running through my mind are where is Y/n? Is she okay? Is she safe? What happened? I shove people out of my way, needing to get to her. Needing to find her. Needing to make sure she is okay. I know that there is music playing, and that there are people everywhere, but I hear no noise. All the noise is cancelled out in my ears.
I barge into the room that Nancy alluded to, and I see Y/n laying on the bed. Her head rests in Steve’s lap, and she’s barely conscious. I run to her and take Steve's spot.
‘’Y/n! Y/n, what happened, baby? Holy sh*t! What? What? What do we do? What do I do?’’ I grab at my hair, feeling fear and stress starting to take over my body and my thoughts. What do I do? What the h*ll do I do?
‘’Biii-’’ She starts, but she makes no other sounds.
‘’Billy, we have got to do something. The longer whatever is in her system, the worse she will get. She has to get rid of it. I just barely got her conscious, and she can’t do much.’’ Steve tells me. I try to tune out everything, and think. I think about anything and everything that could possibly help me. She was drugged, probably from a drink she had. She has to get it out of her system, and fast. She has to get rid of it.
‘’Help me.’’ I gesture to Steve, and I pick up Y/n. Her head lulls to the side, and I make sure it has support. I walk with her to the bathroom, with Steve’s help. I lean her over the toilet bowl, making sure that no part of her is touching it. I don’t know what these people do in these bathrooms.
‘’What are you doing?’’ Nancy asks me.
‘’I have to make her throw up whatever it was that she took. It needs to be gone.’’ She nods in understanding, but puts her hand on her mouth in disbelief.
‘’Nancy, call an ambulance.’’ Steve says. She nods again and runs away to find a phone to use. I stop focusing on them and worry about my Y/n. I take a deep breath, and let it out, regretting what I'm about to have to do.
‘’Oh, God. I’m so sorry, baby. Open her mouth for me?’’ Steve lightly grabs her chin and pulls it open so I can fit my fingers through. I use my two fingers, and hesitantly put my fingers down her throat. She gags, but nothing happens or comes up. I take a deep breath, but I hold it as I push my fingers down farther. She gags again before her stomach contents are released. She coughs and continues to vomit. She seems more conscious, but she is still very out of it.
Once she seems through, as nothing comes up when she gags, I pick her up again and carry her to the bed. Nancy runs back into the room.
‘’They’re here.’’ An EMT and a police officer both walk into the room.
‘’She already filled us in. Let us get in here, please, boys. Go ahead and clear out for me.’’ I shake my head in protest.
‘’I’m not leaving.’’
‘’I’m sorry, but I need to ask you three some questions.’’
‘’No, I can’t leave her. Not again.’’ I say.
‘’I’m sorry. I know you’re worried, but I need to get in here and make sure your girl is alright. I can’t help her or check on her if I’m talking to you. I promise, we’ll take care of her.’’ The EMT tells me, slightly calming my nerves. I nod reluctantly, and Steve and I are ushered out of the room.
I see that the party has cleared out, and the only people still here are the ones who couldn’t get away, and the owner of the house, also being questioned by an officer.
I look around at the people, and I see Johnny standing in one of the corners. I push past the officer in front of me and run to him. I punch him square in the face, with most of my strength. He doesn’t fall, but he staggers a good bit.
‘’Whoa, what the h*ll was that for?’’
‘’You know d*mn well.’’ I say as I punch him again, this time, making him fall. I quickly drop on top of him and hit him two more times before two officers are pulling me off. There is one pulling Johnny back to, probably so can’t reach him and hit him again. ‘’It’s him. He did it. He’s the one that drugged my, baby girl.’’
‘’Oh, come on.’’ He scoffs. I try to get at him again, but the police hold me back.
‘’It was you, you a**shole!’’
‘’Come with me.’’ the officer escorts Johnny away, good for him.
‘’Excuse me, Y/n is talking about someone named, Billy?’’ One of the EMT’s comes out of the room. I turn and walk quickly back to where she is. She is still laying down, but she’s conscious.
~~Y/n’s POV~~
I look up when I hear Billy’s voice. I’m still groggy and gross, but at least I can move. I blink a few times and watch him walk to me. I don’t remember really anything that happened after Steve and Nancy went for a dance to now when Billy walked into the room.
‘’B.’’ He cups my face and leans over me.
‘’Be careful, she’s not fully recovered yet. She should be okay, you getting those drugs out of her system helped a lot. We’re going to take you to the hospital, just to be sure, since you are underage. We’ve contacted your parents through your other friends. We’ll be taking you now, you’re welcome to ride with us.’’ One of the men says to me. I nod, and they put me on the gurney and walk her out to the ambulance.
~~~~
It's later in the night now, almost two in the morning. My parents came, my mom cried, my dad scolded me for drinking, but they were overall not mad at me. Billy was by my side the whole time, in the ambulance, throughout my check-up, and now.
I reassured my parents it was okay if they went home since they both have to work super early in the morning. I promised them I was okay, and they were super reluctant to go, and they promised to make it up to me later in the week. This is the first time that me and B have been alone.
He sits across from my bed, and I turn to him when I hear sniffling. I cross my brows in confusion and try to see any part of his face.
‘’B?’’ He looks up quickly before looking back down. ‘’Billy, come here.’’ He slowly gets up and stands next to my bed, but I still can’t see his face, as he is hiding it from me. ‘’B, look at me.’’ I lift his chin to meet my eyes, and I see tears wetting his cheeks. ‘’What’s wrong?’’
‘’What do you mean? Y/n, you got-you were-you.’’ He can’t even finish his sentence.
‘’I know.’’
‘’It’s my fault Y/n. I did this to you.’’
‘’No, you didn’t B. You saved me.’’
‘’No, I didn’t. Nancy and Steve did. I didn’t even know this was happening. I let this happen to you when I was hanging out with Tommy and Carol. I don’t even like Tommy that much. I yelled at you before the party. I told you that you bother me. I said that I never have peace. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean nay of it. I’m so sorry, Y/n. I’m sorry, baby.’’
‘’It’s okay. I know that you didn’t mean it. I get worked up too easily, and I need to do better but, Billy, you didn’t do this. I was with Steve and Nance. I was okay. And then I was stupid and took the drink from Johnny.’’
‘’No, no, no. Don’t put this back on yourself. Johnny did this. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there. I should have never left you for that long by yourself. I’m so, so sorry.’’
‘’I know, B. But’s it’s not your fault either. Please don’t blame yourself.’’ He looks down and lets the final tear fall down. I wipe the tear away, and he looks at me.
‘’I’m sorry, Y/n.’’
‘’I know, Billy. And I forgive you, but you did nothing. I forgive for the fight, and I hope you will do the same for me. But, please don’t beat yourself up. Please.’’ He nods and grabs my hand.
‘’And I forgive you for our petty fight.’’ I lightly smile and he brings my hand up to his face. I pull him into a hug, the best I can with the wires and things hooked up to me. I put my hand in his hair, which always seems to calm him in any situation. He sighs into my embrace, and I pull away. He pulls me into him, kissing my lips softly.
He pulls away after a few seconds, and rests his forehead on mine.
‘’I love you, Y/n/’’
‘’I love you too, Billy. So much.’’ He smiles at me again. I scoot over on the bed to make some room for him to lay next to me. He pulls me over to him, so my head lays on his chest. His heartbeat and soft breathing lure me to a deep sleep.
Series Synopsis - Scott falls for you instead of your cousin Allison. After a few months, you get the bite, and you mom tries to kill you since you’re an Argent. You run away from her, and she makes up a story to tell. You come back when there is a threat in Beacon Hills, and everyone is astounded that you’re alive.
Part Synopsis - Scott ditches you at the party, and asks for a second chance. you also go to his first game, that he wins. -mostly a filler part
Word Count - 2.3k+
**Warnings** none really
I walk into my house, and throw my keys on the bowl on the side table.
‘’Where have you been young lady?’’ The lights turn on, and my mom is standing in front of me.
‘’I’m sorry, mom. I went to lacrosse practice after school, then the library, and I lost track of time. When I was driving home, I hit a dog, so I had to take it to the animal clinic.’’ I explain.
‘’You cannot be out too late in this town, Y/n. It’s dangerous here.’’ She says.
‘’Come on, mom. There is nothing here. The only thing that happened was me hitting a dog.’’
‘’I just need you to stay safe, sweetie. Go on upstairs and get ready for bed.’’ I nod, not wanting to question her, and walk up to my room. I quickly shower and brush my teeth before laying in my bed. I stare up at the ceiling, not being able to control my smile. I have a date for Friday with the cutest boy.
~~~~
I smile up at Scott as we dance together at the party he asked me to. I pull him a little closer to my body, but not too close, this is only our first date. I maintain our eye contact as we rock back and forth, and he holds my side. He squeezes my side before pulling away slightly and wincing. He does it again, and it causes some panic to rise in me.
‘’Are you okay?’’ I try to make eye contact with him again, but he averts his eyes.
‘’I’ll be right back.’’ I watch him walk away from me for a few seconds before I decide I should go and check after him. He did not look alright. I push my way past people, trying to get to him. He makes it all the way outside, and I quickly go down the stairs to see him getting in his car, and driving away. Before I can think too much about it, I hear my name being called behind me. I turn to the man speaking.
‘’I’m a friend of Scott's.’’ I turn back to the road I just watched Scott drive down. ‘’My name is Derek.’’ He steps closer to me, and I am a little wary, especially thinking about what my mom told me just a few days ago.
‘'Umm, do you know where he just went?’’
‘’He had some issues. He asked me if I could take you home.’’ I take a breath and choose to believe him. I follow him to his car, and sit in the front seat.
‘’I’m, uh, staying at my cousin’s tonight.’’ I say, kind of nervous around him. He seems older than me, but he can’t be more than three or four years older.
‘’Okay, where is that?’’ I give him address, and we don’t really speak after that. I’m thinking too much to speak. Where did Scott go? What happened? Who the heck is Derek, and is he an actual friend of Scott’s? By the time i look back up, we’re at Allison’s house. I thank him for the ride, and silently thank god for allowing me to still be alive after riding with a stranger.
I make my way to Allison’s room, even though she isn’t even here yet. I take off my jacket, and sit on the floor, against the wall with a pillow. I wonder if I should call Scott, but I also don’t know what happened, so I don’t want to bother him if it’s something serious.
About ten minutes go by, and Allison walks into the room, and smiles at me.
‘’Hey, why are you home so early? I thought you had a hot date.’’ She inquires as she takes off her jacket.
‘’Some guy named Derek told me that he had something come up, and he dropped me off about fifteen minutes ago.’’
‘’Oh, I'm sorry.’’
‘’No, it's okay. I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.’’ I har a rapid knocking on the door, and then Allison’s name being called. I stand up and follow her out to hallway where the stairs are and look over the railing to see Stiles standing there with an awed look on his face.
‘’Hi, Stiles.’’ I say.
‘’Hi, you’re, umm, you’re here.’’
‘’Yes, where else would I be? Scott ditched me.’’ I cross my arms over my chest, waiting for any sort of explanation.
‘’Yeah, um, about that. I’ll just have him talk to you. I just wanted to make sure you were home safe.’’ He says and looks at my aunt.
‘’That’s very kind. Well, it’s a little late, and you should be getting home. It’s not safe this late at night.’’ She says. He nods and steps away from the door. She closes it behind him, and I look at Allison confused. We go back to her room, and shower and change before talking most of the night.
~~~~
I walk out of the school after attending the lacrosse game at the high school. Lydia and Jackson kept us later than intended talking about themselves, as per usual, but I don’t mind too much. Allison walks beside me, and I see Scott sitting on a bench, bobbing his knee up and down.
‘'I’ll leave you to it.’’ She says and she walks behind him, and towards the sidewalk as we wait for her dad to come pick us up.
‘'So, what happened? You left me stranded at the party.’’ I say as I walk past him, wanting to keep up a strong exterior.
‘’I know. I know. I’m really sorry, I am. But, you’re gonna have to trust that I had a really good reason.’' He walks beside me.
‘’Did you get sick?’’ i question.
‘’I definitely had an attack from something.’’ I squint my eyes in confusion.
‘'Am I going to get an explanation?’’ I stop and turn to him.
‘’Can you find it in your heart to trust me on this?’’ He pleads. I sigh, knowing that I want to just forget about it. It’s really not that serious.
‘’Am I going to regret this?’’
‘'Probably.’’ I chuckle at him.
‘’So is that a yes to a second chance?’’
‘’A definite yes.’’ We get a little closer, but we’re pulled out of the moment when I hear a car horn honk. I turn and see the maroon SUV, which is my Uncle Chris’ car. ‘’That’s my uncle. I’d better go.’’ I smile at him and he nods. Allison gets into the front seat, and I get into the back, driver’s side.
~~~~
‘’Are you excited for the game tonight, Y/n?’’ Lydia ask me. We make our way up the bleachers, wanting to find good seats. We it with Lydia, me, Allison, then Uncle Chris on the end.
‘’Umm, yeah, sure.’’ The referee blows his whistle which lets all of the first line know they need to get into position. Beacon Hills gets the ball, and the players fight over it for a few seconds. The ball ends up on the ground, so both Jackson and Scott go for it at the same time. Jackson gets there sooner, and shoves Scott to the side to get the ball. He makes a shot, and it’s a point for us, but I can’t help but focus on Scott. Everyone around me cheers, and I clap too. Lydia bends down to grab the poster that she made, saying ‘WE LUV U JACKSON’.
She gestures for me and Allison to help her hold it up, and I nod grabbing the middle. Allison grabs the side. We cheer, as the players gather round to discuss the next play.
The game continues, and Jackson has made every point, and thrown every ball. The score is 3-5, with the other team winning. There’s another time out, and Uncle Chris leans over to Allison. I hear him ask which one Jackson is, and Lydia answers him.
‘’Number 11. The only one that has caught the ball.’’ I lightly roll my eyes to this, they haven't even given Scott the chance to prove himself. Lydia stands up again and lifts her sign. ‘’Y/n, some help here please.’’ I sigh and stand up, holding a different sign that says, ‘Jackson is #1’.
The ref blows the whistle, and they start again. The ball is thrown into the air, and Scott catches it, and takes off down the field. He dodges all the opposite players coming at him, and I perk up. He throws it into the net, and our score changes from a three to a four, and everyone goes crazy. I shoot up, and drop the sign I was holding to cheer. He scores another in about twenty seconds, and the ball flies through the players stick, and into the goal.
Coach tries to persuade the ref to keep the point, and they give it to him. We all continue to cheer, and I even see Lydia clapping.
There’s about thirty-five seconds on the clock, and the score is tied. Jackson and a player from the other team go face-to-face to fight for the ball. The ref blows his whistle to start the time again, and the ball is tossed to Scott. He carries the ball to a little closer to the goal, and looks back and forth to see what direction he wants to take. I check the clock, and there are fifteen seconds left.
‘'Come on, you can do it, Scott.’’ I whisper and hold my hands to my face in anticipation.
At four seconds left, two players charge at Scott, but he winds back and throws the ball into the goal, and it makes it in just as the clock hits zero.
‘’Whoo!’’ I shout, and everyone starts running from the stands and onto the field.
I get to the field, but Scott isn’t anywhere to be seen. I see he’s running off the field,back towards the school. I follow him in confusion, wanting to congratulate him. I follow him into the gym, and I know he went to the boy’s locker room. I hesitate to go in at first, but then decide I don’t care. As I turn the corner I see his helmet on the floor.
‘’Scott? Scott, are you here?’’ I make my way in deeper, and see broken glass from a mirror covering the floor. The walls start to creak and rustle, and I start to get nervous as I look around to see if he’s here. I put my back to a locker, feeling like I'm being watched, and not wanting someone or something to come up behind me. A locker door closes, and I move away from the locker I was leaning on.
‘’Scott?’’ I walk towards the showers where I hear water dripping. ‘’Scott?’’ I see him leaning his arms against the shower wall, and I step up to him. ‘’Hey, are you okay? Scott. You scared me. Are you alright?’’ I rub his shoulder, and he nods.
‘’Yeah. Sorry, I just got kind of lightheaded for a sec.’’
‘’Maybe it’s the adrenaline. You were pretty amazing out there.’’
‘’I’m sorry for acting really weird today.’’ I dismiss him.
‘’It’s okay. I can handle weird.’’ I smile.
‘’To be completely honest, you make me kind of nervous.’’
‘'I do?’’
‘’Kind of like, really nervous,’’ I chuckle at him, and look down. ‘’I just – I just want to make sure I get my second chance.’’
‘’You have it already. I’m just waiting for you to take it.’’ I smile at him, gaining more confidence. I step away from him, and he comes with me.
‘'Well, maybe I need to learn to take more chances.’' He gets closer to me, and I feel my heart start to pick up pace.
‘’Maybe you do.’’ I look up, and he’s half a foot away from my face. I look at his lips, then back to hie eyes, and he does the same to me. He closes the gap, and slowly connects our lips. ^^^ He holds my waist, and I put my arms on his shoulders. We pull away after a few seconds, and I giggle.
‘’I gotta get back to Allison and my uncle.’’ He nods. I give a quick peck on the lips before walking away. I see Stiles as I am walking, and greet him. ‘'Stiles.’’ I give him a light wave as I feel a small blush rise in my cheeks.
‘'Hey, yeah.’’ He waves back, and I keep walking out.
I make it to Allison, and I can just feel the stupid grin I have on my face. Especially when she starts smiling back.
‘’So, what happened?’’ She quips. I see Uncle Chris looking at me, so I play it off.
‘’Nothing really. I just went to make sure he was okay, and he told me he was glad for a second chance.’’ He looks away, and Allison raises an eyebrow. I nod, and she knows exactly what that means. She squeals a little, and pulls me into a crushing hug. I laugh with her, and then we follow her dad to the car.
~~~~
I wave to Uncle Chris and Allison as I make my way into my house.
‘’How was the game, sweetie?’’ My mom asks me as I step into the kitchen, where she is.
‘’It was great. We won, and Scott scored the winning goal.’’ I smile. I grab a drink from the fridge. I pull myself up onto the counter.
‘'That’s not all that happened. Spill.’’ I giggle, thinking about it again.
‘’He kissed me. After the game.’’
‘’Shut up, Y/n! Yay!’’ I laugh with her, and she gives me a hug.
‘’It was amazing, mom.’’
‘'I bet it was, sweetie. I’m gonna head off to bed now. I have to meet Chris early tomorrow to talk about work.’’ She gives me a kiss on the head, and walks off to her room. I hop off the counter, and do the same.
Series Synopsis - Scott falls for you instead of your cousin Allison. After a few months, you get the bite, and you mom tries to kill you since you’re an Argent. You run away from her, and she makes up a story to tell. You come back when there is a threat in Beacon Hills, and everyone is astounded that you’re alive.
Part Synopsis - you meet Scott in school after he offers a pen, and then again when you hit a dog in the rain.
Word Count - 1.6k+
**Warnings** hitting a dog.. that’s it i think
a.n. sorry i didnt post last week! life has been crazy with work and friends, but school is starting up soon, so i should hopefully be back! thanks for reading!
‘’No, mom, I don’t know if I can do this. I’m freaking out.’’ I say through the phone to my mom. I am standing outside Beacon Hills High School, awaiting my first day. It’s the middle of the semester, but my family moved. Again.
‘’At least you’ll have Allison who already knows people there. Have you seen her yet?’’ I look around the parking lot quickly, scanning for her car.
‘’No, I haven’t.’’
‘’Well, you’ll see her soon. Do you have everything you need? Do you remember your locker combination?’’
‘’I think so. Let me write it down though, just in case.’’ I open up my bag, and rummage through it, trying to find a pen to write on my hand with. ‘’Mom, I didn’t even bring a pen. I brought everything I need, but a pen. How has my day started like this already?’’ I groan into the phone.
‘’It’ll be alright, Y/n.’’ The school bell rings, and I start walking to the doors, still not seeing Allison. Maybe she came early.
‘’Well, that’s the bell mom. I’ll see you after school.’' She says goodbye, and I hang up and quickly walk to my classroom, not having time to stop by my locker.
I make my way inside the room, and stop when the teacher steps in front of me.
‘’You must be Y/n Argent, yes?’’ I nod and lightly smile at him. ‘’Great. Everyone settle down, now. We have a new student joining us. This is Y/n Argent. Everyone give her a warm welcome.’’ I smile lightly and give a small wave. He gestures for me to sit down, and I make my way to the only open seat I see behind a boy with shaggy brown hair. I bend to set my bag down, and when I look back up, the boy is holding a pen in front of me. ^^^ My eyebrows scrunch as I look at it, but my face quickly lifts into a smile as I grab it from him.
‘’Thanks.’’ The teacher begins talking, and I take out a notebook to write notes with. I click open the pen, and look at it again, still confused as to how this boy knew I needed a pen. Regardless, I appreciate it and I try to focus on the lesson.
The lesson is over in no time, I already knew everything he was saying, so it wasn’t hard to follow along. The bell rings, and everyone files out into the hallway. I make my way to my locker for the first time today. I thankfully remember my combination and I put away the books I don’t need for the next few classes. I feel eyes on me, and I turn to see the boy from my class looking in my direction. I feel my face heat up and I smile at him. He smiles back shyly. My attention is turned away from him when Allison make her way into my view.
‘’Oh my gosh! I missed you!’’ She says to me. I smile genuinely at her and we hug each other.
‘’I missed you too!’’
‘’How was your first day here?’’
‘’It was good. I-’’ I get cut off by a girl with strawberry-blonde hair as she says something to me.
‘'I love your shirt. Where did you get it?’’
‘’I, umm, from my mom was an assistant for a designer for a small boutique where I used to live.’’ I shift my eyes to Allison, but she lightly nods.
‘’This is my friend Lydia, Y/n.’’ She says to me. Lydia sticks her hand out for me to shake. I don’t even get to grab it when a boy swoops into her, and they hug.
‘’Hey, Jackson. This is Y/n. She’s new here.’’ I wave to him. He acknowledges me with a nod, and turns back to Lydia. ‘’So, this weekend, there’s a party.’’ Says Lydia.
‘’A party?’’ I question. I don’t usually attend parties, mostly because I was always the freaky new girl at my previous schools.
‘’Yeah, it’s on Friday night. You should come.’’ Jackson says to me. Hearing it’s on Friday makes my face fall.
‘’Oh, umm, I can’t. I have this family thing on Fridays.’’
‘’Really, everyone is going. After the scrimmage.’’ Jackson still pushes.
‘’Like football?’’ I question, not understanding what a ‘scrimmage’ is.
‘’No, football is a joke in Beacon Hills. The sport here is lacrosse. We’ve won the state championship for the last three years.’’ He says proudly.
‘'Because of a certain team captain.’’ Lydia chimes in, meaning him.
‘’We have practice in a few minutes, you should come. That is if you don’t have anything else to do.’’ I was thinking about going to the library after school.
‘’Well, I was-’’ But I'm cut off again by Lydia.
‘’Perfect, you’re coming.’’ She links her arm around my right, and Allison giggles and does the same with my left as we follow Jackson, but not before I make eye contact with the boy from earlier again.
~~~~
Lacrosse practice took about an hour and a half or so. I learned the boy’s name. It’s Scott McCall, and he’s super good at lacrosse. He caught every ball thrown at him, even Jackson’s. Which, apparently is a big deal. Allison told me that he wasn’t good until today.
I did go to the library still, and I didn’t realize what time it was until the librarian told me they had to close up the school. It was dark outside when I looked up. My mom called me, telling me to hurry home because it was going to storm.
I run to my car quickly to get out of the rain that is already pouring down. I settle myself before making my way back to my new house. It’s super dark out, and the rain doesn’t help, so I drive extra cautious. My phone buzzes to my side, and I see Allison’s name pop up. I turn my attention to it for a second to read what it says when something hits front of my car. I come to a halt, causing my entire body to jerk. I put my car in park and run out of the car, not caring about the rain. I move to the front to see a gorgeous dog laying on the ground, illuminated by the headlights of my car. Tears instantly come to my eyes, seeing this helpless dog that I just hit. I run to my trunk, and throw it open. I run back to the dog and lift it into my trunk. I remember seeing an animal clinic a few blocks down.
I speed back to where I saw it and whip into the parking lot, not caring if I'm in the lines or not. I hop out of my car, and rush to the front door of the building. I rapidly knock on the door while continuously looking back out to my car, hoping the dog is okay. I bang on the door again, and run my hand through my hair, in stress as I feel tears fall down my already soaked face.
Scott opens the door, but my brain doesn’t fully register it’s him, I just start blurting out everything.
‘’I didn’t see it. I took my eyes off the road for like, half a second to look at a text from my cousin, and then this dog, it just came out of nowhere!’’
‘’It’s alright. It’s alright. It’s alright.’’ He says completely calm, which is the total opposite of myself. ‘’Do you remember where it happened so I can send animal control to go find it?’'
‘'No! I mean, yes. I remember where I hit it, but the dog is-’’
‘’Where is it?’’
‘’It’s in my car.’’ I point. He nods and makes his way to my car, following closely behind me. I open the trunk and the dog growls at the both of us. I jump back, but Scott grabs my side to stabilize me.
‘'You okay?’’ I nod and swallow the think lump in my throat, ‘’She’s just frightened.’’
‘’I can relate.’’ I whisper.
‘’Let me see if I have any better luck.’’ He says. He looks at the dog, and lifts his hand for the dog to sniff. The dog whines, and he picks it up, walking into the clinic. He lays the dog on a metal table and examines over it. I stand behind him, nervously twiddling my finger.
‘’Is she okay?’’
‘’I think her leg is broken. I’ve seen the doctor do many splints before. I can do it myself, then give her a painkiller for now,’’ I nod and shiver, starting to feel cold from the wet clothes, and the air conditioning in the building. ‘’I have a shirt in my bag.’’ I quickly dismiss him.
‘'No, I don’t want to trouble you anymore than I already have.’' As I say this, he reaches in his bag and hands me a shirt.
‘’Here.’’ I smile, and grab it from him. Really wanting to not be in the cold shirt, and also wanting to wear it because it’s his. I walk into another room, but not too far, not wanting too much distance between us. My mind starts to wander to the boy in the room. He is really nice and different. In a good way. I haven’t met anyone like him before. The way Lydia and Allison talked about him made him out to be outcasted. I pull off the shirt and shudder again when the air hits my bare torso. I pull the shirt over my head, and smile at the smell. I shake the thoughts out of my head, and go back into the room.
‘’Thank you for doing this. I feel like an idiot.’’ He chuckles and looks up at me.
‘’How come?’’ He asks me as he pets the dog.
‘’I don’t know. Cause I freaked out like a total girl.’’
‘’You are a girl.’’ He laughs.
‘’I freaked out like a little girl, and I’m not a little girl.’'
‘'What kind of girl are you?’’ He asks.
‘’Well, I can tell you, I’m tougher than that. At least, I thought I was.’’ I look back at the dog.
‘’Hey, I would have been freak out too. In fact, I'd probably cry. And not like a man either. Like the littlest girl ever. It’d be pathetic.’’ I giggle at this, feeling better.
‘'Yeah, right.’’
He scoffs then sighs before speaking, ‘’So, it looks like she’s gonna live. I’m pretty sure she’ll let you pet her know if you wanted.’’ I shake my head lightly.
‘’I don’t think so.’’
‘'Come on, you don’t want her to sue. I heard this breed is very litigious.’' I look at his eyes, trying to decide. I nod and reach my hand out to pet her side. She’s so soft, and she doesn’t back at me, so I smile. ‘’You see? She likes you.’' I continue to smile and turn to him when I feel his eyes on me, trying not to blush.
‘’What?’’ I ask him.
‘’Sorry. You have an eyelash on your cheek.’’
‘’Oh, it’s probably from my ridiculous crying.’' I wipe my cheek and look back down at the dog.
‘’Here.’’ I look to him and he is reaching his hand up to my cheek. He brushes it away gently. I feel a blush coming, but I try my best to have it subside.
‘’Thanks.’’
‘’Yeah.’’ He nods.
‘’Well, I need to get going home. My mom is going to freak out, she hasn’t seen me all day.’’
‘’I’ll walk you out.’' I pet the dog one more time before I follow Scott out of the building. I get to my car, and turn to Scott when he begins speaking.
‘’So, umm, I was wondering, I mean, do you really have a ‘thing’ Fridays? Or do you think maybe you’d like to go that party with me?’' My eyes scrunch in confusion.
‘’My ‘thing’ was a total lie.’’
‘’So, is that a yes? Will you go with me?’’ My smile enlarges and i nod.
‘’A definite yes.’’ I get into my car, and start it up. He waves at me through the windshield and I wave back before reversing out of the spot and make my way home.
‘’I want the Chinese one.’’ Merle says. He points at Glenn
‘’He’s Korean.’’ I mumble. Merle quirks his eyebrow and comes closer to my face.
‘’Sorry, I didn't hear that, sweet cheeks.’’ He moves his knife hand thing closer to my face and I glare at him. He smirks and picks up Glenn, and goes to the room next to us.
Someone else comes into the room and takes me and Maggie to the round table and chairs. He ties us up using duck tape, with our hand behind the chair bars and I continue to glare at him. Maggie turns to me with worry, and I try to reassure her that our group will find us. We were on a run to get formula for Judith when Merle came out of no where and shot at us. He wanted to see Daryl, wanted to come back to our prison. We refused and he took us. Now I'm sitting in a room with my best friend Maggie and my boyfriend Glenn is in the other room with Merle.
I’m pulled out of my thoughts when I hear Glenn grunting from the punches being landed on his face by Merle. My tough defense starts to crumble away when I think about the pain he is in. I don't let the tear slip, but I can feel it in my eyes. The Governor comes into the room, making Maggie and me jump. He stops, seeing that we are scared, then continues. He takes out a knife, and my breathing stops. In the corner of my eye, I can see Maggie’s upper lip quivering.
He comes behind us, be we don't dare to look behind at what he is doing. I feel him breathe on my neck and cut the duck tape on my wrists, then Maggie’s. We rip the tape off and I rub my wrists, trying to soothe the stinging.He pulls out the chair in front of us, but hesitates to sit.
‘’May I?’’ He asks. Maggie semi nods, and crosses her arm’s over her chest. ‘’Thank you.’’ He takes a seat and leans back in the chair. ‘’We’ll take you back to your people, explain this was all just a misunderstanding. You tell us where they are, we’ll drive you there.’’ Maggie shakes her head and continues to look at him.
‘’I want to talk to Glenn.’’ I say. He shrugs and replies.
‘’I can’t allow that. Your people are dangerous. Handcuff my man to a roof. Force him amputate his own hand.’’
‘’I don't know anythin’ about that.’’ She says.
‘’They did it for the good of everyone. And they went back for him. He didn't have to amputate it if he didn't want to.’’ I spit at him. I wasn't there when they did it, but I heard about what happened from Glenn.
‘‘You just tell us where they are, we’ll bring them here. You’ll be safe, I promise.‘’ We both look away, saying no with our actions.‘’No? Fine. Let’s try something else. Stand up, please.’’ He directs Maggie. I see her eyes flicker to mine, I tell her she doesn’t have to with my eyes. He leans forward and continues talking.‘’Stand up.’’ Maggie looks at him and stands up.’’Take off your shirt.’’
‘’No.’’ She tells him.
‘’Take off your shirt, or I’ll bring Glenn’s hand in here.’’ My eyes widen, and I jump up.
‘’I’ll do it.’’ Maggie looks at me, and I slightly nod at her.
‘’She’ll do. Sit down, Maggie.’’ He tells her. She reluctantly sits down, and I stare at the Governor. I cross my arms, and grab the bottoms of my shirt. As I take it off, I stare at him, showing I'm not scared. I fling it to the ground, and let out a breath. ‘’Go on.’’ He gestures. I suck in my bottom lip an reach my hands back to undue my bra clasps. I let out a few shaky breaths, but continue to do so. I pull the straps down, and I see him slightly smirk. I take my arms, and cover my skin the best I can.
I hear Maggie quietly whimper to my side, as I start to see the Governor stand up. He takes off his gun holster belt and sets it on the chair. I feel my hot tears fall down my face because I know what happens next. He comes up on my left side, so I look to the right. He moves the chairs from behind me, and I shake with fear. My body jolts a few times, from me trying to keep my sobs of fear in. He looks at me, and he’s so close, I can once again, feel his breath on my neck and face. I feel Maggie grab my hand and I clasp it. My mouth open as I let out a breath, but I continue to look forward. He starts to touch my hair, and I look down as I can’t keep the whimpers in. I turn my head to get away from it, but it doesn't help. He comes closer and smells my hair. I hold my breath scared, and screw my eyes shut. He grabs my neck and in a quick manner, shoves my face to the table.
‘’Uhh.’’ I grunt as the force and coldness of the table shocks my warm skin. My hand that was holding Maggie’s is now next to me face.
‘’So, you gonna talk?’’ He asks.
‘’You can do whatever you’re gonna do. Go to H*ll.’’ He moves my hair from my face, and I hold my breath again. He lets go of my hair, and runs his hands down my back. He moves from behind me and I let go of the breath I was holding. I straighten back up and cover myself again. The man that tied us up grabs Maggie, and the Governor grabs me. They take us out the door and I see Merle. He goes to the room next to us, and opens the door, revealing a tattered and beaten Glenn. When Glenn sees me without a shirt, he takes the weapon he has and gets into the stance to hit Merle.
‘’Ah, ah, ah.’’ Merle says and Glenn stops. I let out an agonized breath at the sight of him. He drops the weapon and the Governor starts to talk.
‘’We’re done playing games.’’ He takes out a gun I sniffle and look to Maggie.‘’Now, one of you are gonna give up your camp. None of us say anything, I keep my eyes on Glenn, and his on me. I hear a gun cock and see a barrel pointed to the side of my face. My breath catches, but I don't say anything. The governor lets go of me and moves to Glenn, pointing the gun at him.
‘’The prison.’’ I choke out. I move forward, trying to get to him, but someone’s arms stop me from moving any closer.
‘’The one near Newnan?’’ Merle asks.
‘’The place is overrun.’’ The man holding Maggie says.
‘’We took it.’’ Maggie says. I feel another tear fall from my face from ratting out my family.
‘’How many are you?’’
‘’Ten. There’s ten now.’’ I answer.
‘’Ten people cleared that whole prison of biters? Huh?’’ He looks back to us, and Maggie and I nod. He pushes the gun closer to Glenn’s face and my breath hitches. He lets his gun down and walks back over to where Maggie and I are. He gets closer to Maggie’s face and I see her chest rise fast as she cries, like I am also. He hears me, and turn to me. He touches my hair and cheek.
‘’Hey. Hey. Shh. It’s alright.’’ I see Glenn’s face move, as he’s trying not to do something. He pulls me into a hug, and I lean out of it, and continue to look at Glenn. He kisses my forehead and asks if I'm alright. He looks at Glenn and Glenn quietly growls. He takes me out of the hug and pushes me to Glenn. As soon as I get into he arms, I hug him and let my sobs out. The man throws Maggie too and she falls to the ground. I hug him for a few more seconds before he lets me go and gives me his shirt. I put it on and hug Maggie. Glenn stands up and breaks the bones of the walker he killed. He hands the both of us a bone and I look at him.
‘’Get ready.’’ He says. I nod and look at Maggie. She nods at me and we wait for them to open the door.
Synopsis - Sam has a nightmare, and when he wakes up you’re not there. He panics, but you come in and calm him.
Word Count - 561
**Warnings** none i believe
‘’Y/n? Where the h*ll am I?’’ Sam jumps up from his sleeping state on the floor. He looks around frantically looking for his girlfriend and trying to figure out where he is. He pulls himself up using the wall for support, suddenly feeling the pain in his stomach. He grabs his side and pulls his hand back to see his blood covering his hand. He groans but soon forgets about it, his mind going back to Y/n.
‘’Y/n! Somebody!’’ He looks around once again before beginning to walk to nowhere in particular. He reaches behind him to feel for his gun, but notices that it is missing from his waistband. He sighs heavily and continues to walk forward.
‘’Ahhhhhhh!’’ Y/n’s voice rings out, and echoes through the building. Sam begins to run, trying to follow the voice, but it sounded like it came from every direction.
‘’Y/n! Y/n!’’ He breaks into a sprint, forgetting about the pain in his stomach.
‘’Ahh! Sam!’’ The voice sounds like it came from the opposite direction that he is running in. He quickly turns and runs the other way.
‘’Come on. Come on!’’ He shouts out aggravated.
‘’Sam! Sam! Ahh, Sam! Where are you! Sam! Help me! Please, Sam!’’ Y/n’s voice bounces on and off different walls, coming from different directions. Sam’s head turns and looks around frantically, desperately trying to figure out where she is.
‘’No! Y/n.’’
Sam shoots up abruptly from his sleep in his bed. It takes him a second to figure that he’s in the bunker. He feels the panic rise in him, remembering his dream. He grabs for Y/n on his left, but he feels nothing but air. He quickly turns, not seeing his girlfriend lying next to him.
‘’Y/n?’’ He whispers, feeling tears beginning to pool in his eyes. He puts his head in his hands and letting the tears fall, not being able to think about anything but Y/n in danger.
The door to their shared room is opened by Y/n, carrying a glass of water in her hand. She stops as soon as she closes the door and takes in Sam’s state.
‘’Sammy?’’ She questions softly. His head shoots up at the sound of her voice, and he stands up and makes his way hurriedly to her. He wraps his arms around her torso, and buries his face into her neck, taking in her scent. ‘’Sam, what’s wrong?’’ She asks and lightly strokes his hair to sooth him.^^^
‘’I just, I had a nightmare.’’ She sighs lightly, not being too loud, but sad that he is still having dreams. She pulls away from him to caress his face before leading him to the bed. She sits down, and she has him lay his head on her lap, continuing to stroke his hair.
‘’Tell me about it?’’
‘’I woke up in some building, and I couldn’t find you. You kept screaming, but it was like you were in every room or right next to me. I couldn’t get to you. Then I woke up, and you weren’t here.’’
‘’Aww, Sammy, I’m sorry. I’m here, though, okay. I went to get some water. I’m safe.’’ She leans down, and plants a kiss on his forehead. He sighs, nodding, and closes his eyes. She continues to stroke his hair, and he eventually falls back to sleep. Y/n following soon after.
Synopsis - You are a lifeguard on the same tower as Eddie. You see someone drowning and go to rescue. The man is not drowning, and he tries to drown you.
Word Count - 1,4k+
** Warnings ** mentions and attempted drowning
a.n. so sorry that this is once again so late in the week. It’s also a super random imagine. I have worked everyday this week, and been busy. I’m going out of town this coming week, so hopefully i’ll have time to write more. Thank you for reading!
I pull up my bathing suit as I close my locker. I walk around the corner to leave the locker room and down the stairs. I pass a few lifeguards, and I greet them as I do. Mitch put me on tower eighteen with Eddie.
‘’Hey Y/n. You ready to go?’’ Eddie asks me, holding his lifeguard can. I nod and grab mine as well.
‘’Let’s go.’’ He nods back and we walk to the tower.
‘’We’re going to be busy today. Mitch said to take patrols as much as we can.’’
‘’I can take patrols, if you want to watch from the tower.’’ I tell him.
‘’Sure.’’
We continue walking until we reach the tower. I hang my can on the hook and unlock the door to the tower. I pull out the chair and set it on the porch-like area. People start to come on to the beach, almost fifty people in the span of ten minutes. Eddie sits in the chair and leans against the wall with it. He looks at me, but quickly looks away. I don’t know what’s been going on with him. He cuts off conversations we’re having. He gives me quick moves. I don’t know what’s going on, and I don’t know how to fix it.
‘’I’m going to, uh, take a patrol.’’ I tell him.
‘’Okay.’’ He says. I bite my lip and nod. I take off the can and walk down the ramp of the tower. I walk up and down the area of my tower, watching the deeper water, and the little kids that are closer the shore.
I make it back to the tower, and I start climbing back up it backwards. About twenty-five yards into the water, I see arms flailing.
‘'Eddie!’’ I alert him, and wrap the can’s band around my waist and begin running towards the water. He lets the phone off the hook and does the same. I make high knees in the water, helping me get there faster. I dive into the water, the coldness shocking me for a second. I pump my arms as fast as they can go, and dive under the waves. I am now closer to the man drowning, and I can hear Eddie and Mitch behind me. I finally reach the man, and I wrap the can around so he can rest on it. ‘’I’m here sir. Grab this, and you’ll be okay.’’ He says nothing, and grabs the can.
‘’Y/n?’’ I hear Mitch behind me call out.
‘’I got him. Get back to shore!’’ I shout, and start swimming back. Eddie and Mitch start swimming back as well, definitely going much faster than me. The man is breathing and conscious, so I’m not wanting to exert myself carrying him back.
His body starts to move as if he is trying to get out of my grip.
‘’Sir, just stay still. I got you, only forty feet to shore, but you have got to stop moving.’’
‘'No.’’ He says. He pulls away from me, and pushes my shoulders down. My head goes under for a quick second, not expecting the sudden change in character. I push myself back up, and he grabs my head and tries to push me under again. I try a keep him away from me, using my hands and legs.
‘’S-stop.’' My head goes under again, but I force it back up.
‘'You killed my wife. You got her killed, you did this. You made me do this to you.’’ I hear.
‘'No, I didn’t. I don’t know your wife, I didn’t do anything.’’ I say, keeping my head up.
‘'She drowned at this beach. Because you, and lifeguards like you.’’ He pushes me under again, this time for about fifteen seconds, and I didn’t catch my breath properly before, so it burns my lungs. I kick him in the shin, and he releases me. I break the surface, and scream.
‘’Eddie!’'
My leg is grabbed and I go back under. I fight him off under the water, but it does no good. I’m exerting so much energy into fighting him, my oxygen is running out. Fast. My vision starts to get a little hazy, and my lings are on fire. I stop fighting, and I see the man pulled away from me. I vaguely feel my body being pulled up from the water, and my head breaks the surface again.
‘'Y/n-nn-n-n-n? Y-y-y-y/n-n-n?’’ I hear my named being called, weirdly and over and over again. My vision clouds over with dark spots, and I pass out.
~~~~
I’m awoken to my chest being pushed repeatedly. I feel the sudden urge to throw up, and I do, which is all water. My face and body are turned to the side to drain the water from my mouth.
‘'Oh, thank God.’’ I hear what I think is Eddie’s voice say. I take a few deep breaths before I turn myself back around and look up at the sky. Eddie’s face comes into view, and I watch his eyes. They look frantic and scared.
‘'Ed-die?’’ I reach up, wanting to grab onto him.
‘’Hey, Y/n. You’re okay, alright. We’re going to get you back to headquarters, okay.’’ He grabs my head, and squeezes for reassurance. I nod, and close my eyes, the sun being very bright.
I feel myself being lifted up and carried, to what I'm assuming to be one of the lifeguard trucks. I’m laid in the back, on Eddie’s lap, and Mitch drives. It’s a quick ride to headquarters but I feel my strength back, so I sit up.
‘’Hey, hey, take it easy.’’ Eddie says to me, and grabs my arm.
‘’I’m okay.’’ I lightly shrug his arm off, and play with my fingers. The door to the truck is opened and Mitch helps me out.
‘’Can you walk?’’ Mitch asks me.
‘'Yes, I can.’’ I tell him nicely, even though I wish they wouldn’t baby me.
‘’Take her to room eight. I’ll deal with the paperwork and that scumbag.’’ He walks away and Eddie and I walk to the room. I sit on the bed, and look down at the floor. Eddie sits next to me, but a few minutes go by before either of us says anything.
‘’I’m sorry.’’ He says.
‘'Sorry for what, my being stupid?’’ I scoff.
‘’What? No, for not getting there sooner. For being short with you before. You weren’t stupid. At all, Y/n.’’
‘'What kind of lifeguard can’t even tell if someone is in danger, if someone is lying?’’ I ask, shaking my head, annoyed with myself.
‘’Y/n, you were doing your job. You saw someone that you assumed was in trouble, and you didn’t hesitate to save them. That’s a good lifeguard. That’s a good person. You’re a good person. Way better than I’ll ever be.’’ He tells me, and I meet his eyes.
‘’Don’t say that. You’re good too, Eddie. You’re my favorite person. Why do you think we always share towers? I ask to be with you. I know that you have my back. Just like out on the water today. You were the person I cried out for, because I knew you would get there the fastest and you would do your best to get me out of the situation.’' I lightly smile at him and he smiles back. I get a shiver, the AC in the room chilling my soaked body.
‘'Oh, here.’’ He stands and takes off his guarding jacket and wraps it around my shoulders. I thank him, and he nods. ‘’You should lie down. Take it easy; get some rest.’’ I nod and lay myself down. He starts to walk to the door, but I stop him.
‘’Could you lay with me? At least stay here, in the room?’’ I don’t want to be in here by myself.
‘’Of course I can.’’ He nods and comes over to me. I move closer to the wall, allowing room for Eddie. He lays down and wraps his arm around my shoulders. I move closer to him, his body giving off comfortable heat.
‘’Thank you.’’ I look up at him, and smile. He smiles back, and I look into his eyes. We stay like this for a few seconds and I feel my face inching closer to his. He kisses me, and I kiss him back. He is the first to pull away, and he rests his forehead on mine.
‘’You’re supposed to be resting.’’ He chuckles.
‘'It’s hard. You’re distracting.’’ He rolls his eyes, smiling.
‘’No argument there.’’ He smirks, and kisses me again.
‘'Now, now. I’m supposed to be resting.’’ I remind him. I lay my head back down on his shoulder, and drift asleep to his heartbeat.
Synopsis - Lucifer gets mad at you for going on a hunt with the Winchesters. You argue, and flinch when he moves closer to you from past trauma with your dad. You encounter your dad, and Lucifer saves you.
Word Count - 1.3k+
**Warnings** paternal abuse
- Requested By - @originalposter-96
I close my eyes, and take a breath to prepare myself to face Luce. I went on a hunt with the Winchesters. It was a stupid hunt, and I only helped because they said I fit the victimology. Mid-sized height, paler skin, blond hair, and has had a surgery. A very weird thing to look for as a monster, but I fit the description so I couldn’t help but lend a hand.
Lucifer doesn’t like when I hang out with the Winchesters. He says it's because they tried to kill him multiple times, but he’s tried to kill me before we were together and I was a hunter.
A lump forms in my throat and I force it down before walking into our shared house. I set down my bag, keys, and my gun. I step into the living room to see him pacing around, and I can feel that he is upset. His head turns my way when he hears me enter.
‘’Where the h*ll have you been? You know what, don’t answer that. I already know. You were with the Winchesters.’’ He glares at me, and I bite my lip.
‘’Yeah, I was with the Winchesters.’’ I say lightly, and nod.
‘’Thank you for stating the obvious, Y/n. How many times have I told you I don’t want you hanging out with them? Especially Dean.’’
‘’I know, but I was helping them out with a hunt.’’
‘’A hunt? You went against my wishes for a hunt. I don’t care if the hunt was to kill Michael himself. I don’t want you with them.’’ I feel anger start to rise in me. I can’t talk to my friends because he doesn’t want me to cheat on him?
‘’I was one of the only people they know that could have helped, and you know that. You can’t be mad at me for wanting to help out some friends.’’ I argue.
‘’Being disobedient is not a good trait on you.’’ The word disobedient reminds me of when I was a kid.
‘’When children are disobedient, they get punished, Y/n. Do you want to be punished?’’ My dad stalks his way over to my small frame and grabs my arm. ‘’Answer me, girl!’’ He hits me across the face, and I fall to the floor with tears swelling in my eyes.
‘’I’m sorry. I’m sorry.’’ I whimper out.
‘’You better be, girl.’’
‘’I’m sorry.’’
‘’No, you don’t get to be sorry right now. You don’t listen to me. You go against my wishes. Are you listening to me, Y/n?’’ I hear him says, but it doesn’t register in my brain. My mind is back on other memories of my dad.
‘’Don’t cry out for your mom. She doesn’t even want to help you, don’t you know that?’’ Tears fly from my eyes and he slaps me across my face. I don’t make any sounds, because I know the sounds make him even more angry. He’s only like this when he’s drunk. I got a D on my exam in school, so he drank himself into this stupor, because he has a stupid daughter.
‘’Dad, please?’’ I plead.
‘’Don’t speak! You did this to yourself. You did! You are acting stupid.’’ He kicks me from my spot on the floor. ‘’You are worthless! You will never make it in this world, girl! Never!’’ He bends down and slaps me again. I bite my cheek, and my mouth fills with the taste of my blood.
‘’Y/n!’’ He makes his way towards me, and I flinch. He reminded me of my dad. A tear falls from my eyes, and I cower back. My mind is flowing with old memories from my dad. I only want my mom right now. I have never told Lucifer, my mom is the only one that knows. She found out a few years after it started, and she divorced him.
‘’I, umm, I am going to go to my mom’s for a little while.’’
‘’Fine, go ahead. I need a break anyway.’’ He sighs and walks up the stairs to our room. I look at my shaking hands, and feel my breathing that is ragged and uneven.
I make my way to the door, not bothering to pack anything because my mom kept some of my clothes, and everything I can get from her as well.
~~~~
I’ve been at my mom’s for two days, and I still haven't talked to Luce. I really want to, but I don’t want him to still be mad at me.
‘’Mom?’’ I call out when I hear two voices talking in the kitchen. I walk into the room, and I audibly gasp seeing my dad sitting right next to her. They both look up at me, hearing me gasp.
‘’Hello, Y/n. Long time no see, baby.’’ He stands up and tries to give me a hug. I back away before he can and look at my mom.
‘’Mom, what is this?’’
‘’Your father heard that you were over and he wanted to come talk to you.’’
‘’Privately.’’ He chimes in. I scrunch my eyes in confusion. Who does this man think he is? All those years of torture, and now he wants to walk in, sweet talk my mom, and talk to me. I look at my mom, and she only nods. She gets up and leaves. I watch her leave the room, and my heart starts to race.
‘’W-what do you want?’’ My voice out weaker than I intentionally wanted.
‘’I just want to talk to you. You are my daughter after all.’’ He comes closer to me again, and I hold my breath before backing away again.
‘’I don’t want to talk.’’
‘’I don’t care, girl. You will talk to me.’’ He grabs my hand to be comforting, but it makes me want to gag.
‘’Stop.’’ I jerk my hand back.
‘’Do that again, and see what happens.’’ He threatens me. He grabs my hand again, but this time closer to my wrist and he pulls me to him. ‘’You are my daughter. You will treat me with respect.’’
‘’Just as you are my father, that only ends in blood. Nothing more.’’ I say to him, gaining confidence from somewhere random.
He raises his hand to me and I close my eyes, waiting for the pain. But it never comes. I open my eyes, and I see Luce holding my dad's wrist, and twisting it.
‘’You want to rethink that?’’ He warns.
‘’Who are you?’’
‘’Doesn’t matter. What does matter is that if you ever even look at Y/n, I will know about it, and I will kill you. Do not think that I won’t. You don’t know me, but you will.’’
‘’Pfft, you don’t scare me.’’ My dad dismisses.
‘’Oh, really?’’ He tightens his grip on his wrists, and twists it enough to where I hear it pop. He shouts and his hand falls limp from his arm. ‘’Should I continue?’’ He cries out again. Lucifer chuckles and lets my dad fall.
My dad lays on the ground, wailing, and my mom comes running back into the room. She looks shocked, and she goes to him. I roll my eyes at this and I leave the room. Tears fall from my eyes as soon as I leave the room, but Luce is right behind me and instantly pulling me into a hug.
I grab onto his coat and clutch it, feeling more pain wash over me. He shushes me and leads me out of the house.
‘’Oh, Y/n, I'm so sorry.’’ He whispers and runs his hands through my hair. He picks me up and he teleports us back to our house. He sits me on the couch and looks at my face.
‘’I’m sorry.’’
‘’No, y/n, don’t be sorry. It’s okay. Everything is okay.’’ He kisses my forehead and continues to sooth me by combing through my hair.
‘’But I didn’t tell you. How did you know?’’
‘’I saw the way you flinched the other day. At the time, I didn’t think too much of it. When I thought about it, it made sense. I’m just glad I got there before anything worse could happen.’’
‘’Thank you.’’ I lightly smile, and he nods.
‘'I’ll always be there to protect. No matter what.’’
Synopsis - Your brothers die while you’re at school. You go back home an get turned. 150 years later, you reunite with Damon, then Stefan.
Word Count - 1.2k+
**Warnings** none
~1860~
‘’Goodbye, Stefan. Goodbye, Damon.’’ I hug each one of them in turn. My father decided that he was going to send me to finishing school a few towns over. He hasn’t really known how to care for me since mother died. I figured that it would be better for me there, so I wasn’t too upset when he didn’t consult me in his decision. I can still write to Stefan and Damon every week, and see them multiple times a year for holidays. My carriage comes and I wave at my family one more time before I get in and leave.
I finally make it too the school after a long ride. The head mistress shows me to my room, and introduces me to my room girl. I settle in, happy about where I am, but still a little sad that I am not bel to see my family more often.
~~~~
I make it back to my room after home skills and advantages class. I’ve been here for two months now, and it’s been going very well. I sit ono my bed, when someone quickly runs in, and hands me a letter.
‘’I’m sorry.’’ She says to me before disappearing back out into the hallway. I look at the note confused. What could be so bad?
Dearest Y/n,
I offer my deepest condolences, and I regret to inform you that your brothers were shot. They both passed away soon after. We haven’t been able to locate their bodies, but bystanders are positive it was them. Your father, as well, has sadly passed. We found him mutilated in him home by animal. We are not sure how this happened, but we are never resting until we find those boys and figure out what happened to you father. We are going to send a carriage for you on October 2 so you can make peace and an appearance. When you come back, go to your home, and there should be someone waiting to give you instructions and guidance on how to proceed. Once more, Y/n, we are very sorry for your losses.
I slowly raise my head from the note that is now covered with my tears that fell from my eyes. My whole family is now dead. I have no one to go home to. No one to celebrate Christmas or Thanksgiving with. No one to guide me and enjoy the rest of my life with. I’m all alone.
~~~~
Two years ago, I received that letter. I went home for the funerals for all three of my family members. I stayed near Mystic Falls; I never went back to the boarding school. I don’t live in my old house because there are too many reminders of the people who were taken from me. I live close by to visit their graves, but I can’t live in that house even though it was left to me. Everyone near my town heard the news and they always asked me how I was doing, if I was okay. I would smile and nod, but in my head, I scream for them to leave me alone and not bring it up every time they see me.
To forget my turmoil, I met someone. A man. He’s twenty-three compared to me, being seventeen. He helps me forget about everything that has happened to me when I’m with him.
~~~
‘’Hello, Philip.’’ I say to him as I walk into his house and sit next to him.
‘’Hello, Y/n. I want you to try something with me, please.’’ He hands me a glass with a crimson red liquid in it.
‘’What is this?’’ I question with disgust laced in my voice.
‘’It’s alright. Just drink it, darling.’’ He looks into my eyes, and I suddenly really want to drink it. I nod, and take a sip. I shy away at the copper taste, but swallow it anyway.
‘’Philip, what is that?’’ I place the cup down, not wanting to drink anymore.
‘’It’s my blood.’’ He answers nonchalantly, and come closer to me.
‘’Your, your blood?’’ I shout at him. He nods, and grabs my head in a swift motion. Before I can say anything or even comprehend what is happening, he jerks it to the side and my world goes black. I wake up what seems like minutes later, but it’s dark outside, so I know it’s far later. I look around to see no one in the room. I scrunch my eyes in confusion as to where Philip’s whereabouts are.
Philip is pushed out of my mind when I feel a terrible ache in my gums, and a hankering hunger for something that’s not food. I hear someone speak, and I turn my head as if they are right next to me. There is no one here, so how can I hear them? I can hear their heartbeat. I can hear their blood. I get up and run to the person, thankfully they are by themselves. I stop for a second, wondering what I am doing. Why do I want to kill them? But then I hear their blood pumping, and I can't help it. I go over to them and bite their neck, draining them of all their blood in seconds.
What is this? What did I just do? Did I kill them? What am I? Where is Philip? He did this to me, but what did he did?
~~~~~
150 years later
~~~~~
I walk through my old hometown of Mystic Falls. I’ve only been in this town twice since I was turned into a vampire. There are too many bad memories of this place. I make it a bar that wasn’t there before, call Mystic Grill. I sit at the bar and order a bourbon with a lime on the side. I show them my fake ID and if that doesn’t work, I usually compel whoever is bartending. The blond boy, who doesn’t look old enough to work at a bar, gives it to me. I thank him, and sip on it. I hear three people come into the Grill. One of them comes next to me, and I turn to look at the back of his head. He has raven hair, but I can’t see anything else. He also orders a bourbon from the blond boy.
‘’Damon, have you talked to Elena at all today? She wasn’t at school.’’ the bartender asks. I can’t help but listen to their conversation as they are right next to me.
‘’She was at the house with Stefan this morning. I don’t keep a hold on her, Donovan.’’ He says. I blink and my eyes widen. Stefan and Damon. That can’t just be a coincidence, can it? Before the boy can say anything else, I intrude.
‘’Excuse me, is you last name by chance, Salvatore.’’ I ask him before he turns around. Once he’s facing me, I am met with the face of my eldest brother, Damon.
‘’Well, who’s asking?’’
‘’Me.’’ I deadpan, not playing into his cool boy ways. I’m still shocked that my brothers are alive. There has to be logical explanation.
‘’Sorry sweetheart. I don’t answer to you.’’ He says and turns back around to the people he came in with. I try to think of something that make him remember that it is me. Suddenly, I think of something we would always say when we would play in the yard together back home.
‘’Nah nana boo boo! I win you lose. Nah nana boo boo, you smell like poo.’’ I chuckle at our old saying. He freezes the motion of him bringing the bourbon to his lips. He turns to me again, and looks into my eyes, trying to make sure that’s it’s me. He smiles at me in disbelief.^^^ I see tears come to his eyes.
‘’Little, Y/n/n?’’ I nod at him, and he pulls me into a bone-crushing hug. ‘’But how?’’ He asks while hugging me.
''I'll let you know about everything, but first, can I see Stefan?'' I ask. He nods and we walk out of the bar after paying for the drinks. My family is alive.
‘’I’ll fill you in about everything. I’ll tell you everything. But first, can I see Stefan?’’ He nods, and we walk out of the bar after paying for the drinks and saying goodbye to Damon’s friends. I can’t help but smile all the way to my house.
~~~~
We walk up the gravel leading to the Salvatore house, and I lightly smile at the familiarity. I haven’t been here since the funerals. That was so long ago.
‘’I see you both chose to stay in our childhood home.’’ I say to Damon. He nods and we walk up to the door.
‘’I’m going to knock while you hide behind me so we can surprise, Stefan. I’m so excited for him to see you. He’ll be jealous that I saw you first, but he’s used to it. I know I'm your favorite.’’
I chuckle, and nod, ‘’Don’t tell him that.’’ Damon smirks at me, and knocks on the door. I zone in my hearing, and listen to the footsteps coming to the door before it is opened.
‘’Damon? Why are you knocking on the door? This is your house.’’ Stefan says somewhat annoyed.
‘’I didn't want to just walk in when I have amazing news.’’ Damon says.
‘’What news, Damon?’’ He sighs. To this, I step out from my hiding and smile at Stefan.
‘’Surprise!’’ He looks at me confused.
‘’I’m sorry. Who are you?’’
‘’You and Damon are so slow. You don’t even recognize your gorgeous, amazing, awesome, baby sister.’’ I chuckle at him. He still looks confused, but I see the pieces coming together in his head.
‘’Y/n? That’s you?’’ I nod and the emotions finally hit me. Tears fall from my eyes and down my face. Damon steps out of the way so Stefan can hug me. I’m hugging my brother. The brother who I thought died in 1864 from a gunshot. I can’t even fathom how happy and content I am.
‘’How are you here?’’ He pulls away from me. I let my vamp face show, exposing the veins in my face, and he nods. Both him and Damon do the same.
‘’It’s a long story. I need a drink and to sit in my home.’’ Damon smirks and wraps his arm around my shoulder and we try to go inside when I am hindered by the magic stopping vampires from going where they haven't been invited in.
‘’Oh, Elena is here. She can let you in.’’ Stefan suggests.
‘’Elena!’’ Damon shouts up the stairs. I see a girl who looks just like Katherine come down the stairs. I read about her after my brothers died. Damon and Stefan sent me letters about here. Talking about how much they both loved her. I don’t like the way she treated and manipulated my brothers. I’m assuming she’s the one that got them killed in the first place
‘’Really, brothers? You didn’t learn from your first Katherina? Yeah, I know.’’ Their faces look at me as if I shouldn’t know who she is.
‘’I’ll have you know I am not Katherine. Who even is she anyway?’’ She asks, and glares at me.
‘’Her name is Y/n. Now, let her in, Elena.’’ Stefan says.
‘’Why should I?’’
‘’Because, Elena, this is my house, and I haven’t been here in one-hundred-and-fifty years. You own nothing here except maybe my brother’s heart. Now, I would really appreciate id you would do me the grand honor of letting me inside my own house.’’ I smile sweetly at her sarcastically. Damon lightly chuckles and smirks at my snarkiness I learned from him.
‘’Would you like to come in?’’ She returns almost as sarcastic. I thank her and walk past her to the living room. Stefan and Damon sit next to me, ready for me to tell them what happened.
‘’When you both ‘died’, I came home to the funeral the people in our town funded and planned. I never went back to that school. I kind of just floated around place to place that was somewhat near here. So I could visit you both and father at the cemetery. When I was seventeen, I met someone. His name was Philip. He was twenty-three at the time, he was just someone to distract me.’’ I am about to continue when I am interrupted by Elena’s voice.
‘’Sounds pretty desperate if you ask me.’’
‘’Thankfully I didn’t.’’ I cut her off. I grab a bottle of bourbon from the table behind the couch. I take a drink of it and continue talking.
‘’He gave me his blood and compelled me to drink it. I drank it willingly, not knowing what it was. I asked him, he told me, then he snapped my neck. I woke up with a hunger and enhanced senses. I was confused, I could hear someone’s heart beating. I killed them. I’ve been a vampire since then, but I don’t drink fresh. Usually bagged, or animals.’’
‘’So, you were just turned by some random guy?’’ Damon asks, looking like he wants to kill someone.
‘’Yes, but back then he wasn’t just a guy. He was someone that made me feel better about my situation. About my life. Having a dead mom, dead dad, and two dead brothers. He made me forget about all that. He made me feel mature, and safe with him.’’
‘’How old are you now, Y/n?’’ Stefan asks me.
‘’I was turned when I was seventeen and I was turned in 1866. So, whatever that math it. I don’t keep track. Never really celebrate birthdays because I have no one to celebrate with.’’ I take another swig of bourbon, feeling burn my throat.
‘’Well, now you do. I want you to meet our friends. You’ve already met Elena, but we’ll introduce you to the others.’’ Damon tells me.
‘’I would like that very much.’’ I say to the both of them and we continue to talk with each other about anything and everything. Catching up on our missed years.
Can you make the description of her height around 5’3’ and she has blonde hair and really fair skin. She’s pale enough that you can see the veins through some parts of her, including under her scar from heart surgery? For the name, you can just use Y/n or you can pick out a name for her, I don’t mind! :)
gotcha 👍🏾 you should see it this week, the lastest next week
Can I have one with Lucifer from Supernatural? The reader is dating him and she doesn’t have a good relationship with her dad, Lucifer was aware until he witnessed it. They both actually had an argument one day and flashbacks of her past come back and she flinches when he takes a step towards her. He noticed but didn’t think to ask. He figured it out when he heard commotion between herself and her dad. He makes his way over to her and what he wasn’t pleased by what he saw. He watched as her dad
roughly grabs her wrists, pulling her towards him. Lucifer steps in and scares her dad off with a threat. They forget about their argument and he comforts her, takes care of her in the end.
Yes, I could definitely do that! Do you want any personal attributes, eye color, name, skin, etc., or just normal Y/n??
‘’Ha ha, I found you!’’ I shout as I find Dean hiding in one of the extra rooms in the bunker. He smiles playfully, and stands.
‘’I guess it’s my turn to find you.’’ Dean laughs. He starts counting and I run to find a spot. I run into the kitchen and climb under one of the mostly empty cabinets. It’s Sam’s ‘healthy food’ cabinet, so I’m not too careful with it.
I hear his scuffle of going from the library to where I am, the kitchen. I hold my breath, and don’t move. He stops, then continues walking down to the hallway where our rooms are. Three minutes pass when I hear Dean’s voice.
‘’Come on, Y/n. I’m tired of playing. Let’s finish this game!’’ I hear plead, sad that he hasn’t found me yet, and annoyed at the fact I found him within a minute every time he hid.
Another three minutes go by, and I hear Dean still walking around. I move my butt, trying to get more comfortable. A box of Sam’s pesto pasta noodles falls, and the sound sounds like the loudest thing I've ever heard, when it’s really not that loud, but I know Dean heard it. I hold my breath again, just waiting for him pop out because I know he knows where I am.
The cabinet door is swung open and I scream.
‘’Dean! Did you have to scare me?’’ I look at his face and see a goofily-smiling Dean staring back at me.
‘’I’m sorry, Princess.’’ He helps me out of the cabinet, and we’re suddenly very close to each other. He looks at my lips, then back to my eyes. I do the same, and he lowers his lips to mine.
He backs me up to counter, and holds me against it, still kissing me. I deepen the kiss, forgetting about the game we were playing. Dean lightly taps my thigh before pulling away.
‘'You’re it.’’ He whispers against my lips, before smirking and running away. He leaves me standing against the counter, dumbfounded.
Synopsis - you are an actor on Teen Wolf. you and Dylan are filming a scene, but there’s something in your past that doesn’t allow you to cry. Dylan helps you when you have a panic attack about it.
Word Count - 2.1k+
**Warnings** mentions of abuse and drunk driving accident, panic and anger attack, self-depricating
a.n. - hi! so this one is a little more serious so read with caution, and i also know that the way he stops the panic attack isn’t an accurate way to do so, i just wanted to use it because of the Stydia moment. also, i apologize for this being so late in the week. i have been insanely busy this week, but you don’t care lol. enjoy this imagine!
‘’Come on, Y/c/n, just say something. Please.’’ Dylan says his line to me, as he forcefully waves his arm to get his point across.
‘’What do you expect me to do, Stiles? I’m not equipped for this!’’ I shout back at him, and try to have some form of tear fall down my face. At least have my eyes pool, but this is the seventh take and nothing has happened yet. We used some tear-jerker eye drops, but they didn’t give the effect the director wanted. I am always told that I am a great actor, and that’s specifically why Jeff Davis had a role made for me. I can act out almost anything, but for the longest time, I have not been able to cry. I hate that I can’t cry. Well, I guess I could, but if I start, I won't be able to stop.
‘'I don’t know! I’m not equipped for this either, but you see me doing it.’’
‘’I can’t. I don’t... I can’t do this anymore. I don’t want to lose you.’’ A tear is supposed to fall from eye, Stiles is to come up to me and wipe it away, then embrace me in a hug. No tear falls, so the scene doesn’t advance.
‘’Cut!’’ I hear the director call, and he sounds very annoyed, which I completely understand. I’m holding up production, and I can’t seem to do a simple task. I sigh heavily in frustration. ‘’That’s it for the day! Let’s go ahead and wrap it up.’’ He stands from his chair, rubs his temple, and begins walking away. I can feel the anger at myself rise up in my body, and I just want to get to my trailer so I can release it.
‘’Hey, Y/n, it’s-’’ But I don’t hear the rest as I am making a bee-line for my trailer. I open up the trailer door, and rip off the jacket I had on, as it was making me hot.
I close my eyes and breathe through my nose to try and calm myself down, but it’s not working. Thoughts are flying through my head, and overcoming my brain.
How are you even actor? You’re dumb, you can’t even do a simple thing as cry. You’re not an actor, you’re a child thinking they can do whatever they want. You’re stupid. You’re an idiot. You think you can do well with this job?
I clench my hair, trying to claw the thoughts out of my brain. I open my mouth to scream, but no noise comes out. I don’t want make too much noise, still a little aware of the other people on this lot. My legs give out, and I fall to the ground and lean my forehead against it. I bring my arm up and slam it back down to the floor of the trailer until my palm hurts. My breathing gets ragged as the thoughts continue to fly through my head.
You think that anyone on this team likes you? You hold up production, you forget your lines, you annoy everyone, and you know it. You ruin everything. You can’t do anything. You don’t matter, and you can’t save anyone. You couldn’t save your mom or sister. You can’t even save yourself.
My throat feels thick, and I feel like the room is crushing in on me. I cry out, and tears fly from my eyes for the first time in years when I think about what happened to my family. The sobs croak out as the air gets thinner in the room. I look at my hands through my tear-clouded eyes, and see them shaking violently. I can’t do this. I can’t think straight. I can’t even breathe. Oh my gosh, I can’t breathe. The door to my trailer is opened, but I don’t hear it over the sounds of me trying to catch a breath.
I don’t notice that anyone walked in until Dylan is sitting in front of me, looking worriedly at my eyes that are tear-filled.
‘’Y/n. Listen to my voi --- come on you can --- breathe ---- focus on me and ---.’’ His voice cuts in and out in my ears, not being able to understand what he is trying to say. He continues to look at me, seemingly trying to figure out what to do. The next thing I know, his lips are on mine, and it’s few seconds before I’m kissing him back. He pulls back in a few seconds, and I am finally able to take deep, heavy breaths; the thoughts in my head lightly subsiding to the back of my mind.
‘'Dylan.’’ I say, breathlessly. I look up at him, ^^^ still catching my breath, and happy to have the small distraction from my turmoil.
‘’I’m, I’m sorry. That’s not how I would usually calm someone down from something like this. I don’t know, it worked for our characters, and I thought I would try it.’’ He says, sheepishly, waiting for my reaction. My breathing stalls to almost normal, and my heart beat slows. I try to focus on everything else, but what was swirling in my mind. I look at the TV that’s mounted on the wall. The black sofa that turns out into a bed. I look at my trailer door which Dylan came in from. I look at Dylan’s blue shirt, his white and gray flannel that he still has on from Stiles’ outfit. I look at his golden-brown eyes, and the hint of worry behind them. I notice his freckles that scatter along his face. There aren’t too many, but there are enough to lightly coat his face. My eyes shift to his lips that were just on mine. They are nicely shaped for his face, and are usually in the form of a smirk or a smile. I look back to his eyes, feeling calmer, but suddenly realize that I haven’t said anything except his name.
‘’Thank, thank you,’’ My voice comes out shaky, and my body is starting to feel tired and shaky. My palm hurts from where I was hitting it, and my head feels hot, like it’s going to explode. ‘’I don’t know what would have happened if you didn’t come.’’ His eyes change from worry to warmth.
‘’Here, let me help you up.’’ He stands before grabbing my elbows and helping me stand. My legs are still wobbly, and I almost fall again, but Dylan catches me. He leads me to the sofa a few feet away, and crouches in front of me to continue to be face to face. ‘’Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?’’ His voice is non-judgmental, and genuinely concerned, which makes me think. I can’t have this bottled in anymore. I can’t keep living with this burden that could weigh me down completely much longer.
‘’Umm,’’ I start.
‘’You don’t have to, Y/n. Just you can, if you want. I’m here to listen.’’ His voice comes out quickly, but still concerned, wanting to understand what’s going on.
‘’No, I do. It's just, I haven’t thought about this, let alone talked about it since it happened.’’
‘’You don’t have to tell me. We can just sit here until you get annoyed of me, but it may help.’’
‘’I want to. I think it’s time to finally get this off my chest,’’ I look down at my hands, trying to figure out where to start, ‘’My mom was left by my dad when I was little. She somewhat quickly remarried, needing help around the house, and with finances. They had a baby together, and the baby was a girl. My stepdad became abusive towards me, but told me that if I cried, he would hit my mom, or my sister, who was a toddler at the time. I cried twice, and the pain was much worse. He ‘dropped’ my sister, which gave her a concussion. So, I bore it. I never cried after that. I couldn’t risk him hitting my mom or sister again. I never even told my mom what was happening, she just assumed I was a clumsy child. One day, he got super drunk and upset, so he decided to take my mom and sister on a drive. They got in an accident, caused by him, kill-’’ I feel my heart start pounding at the thought, and reliving what happened. He grabs my hand, and lightly squeezes it. I take a breath and continue, needing to do this, ‘’Killing them. I don’t have any other family that stepped up, so I was sent to foster care. That’s where I would pretend to be someone different in every house I went into. It was the only thing that kept me rooted. I wouldn’t think about my mom or sister. I was someone else. I was playing a character, and when you’re acting, you don’t think about your life. If I cry, I am showing weakness, and there are consequences. I’m messed up, and crying only reminds me of that. I, I didn’t do anything to save them. If I told my mom, maybe it would have been different. Maybe she could have left. Her and my sister would still be alive. I wouldn’t have had to watch as they were lowered into the ground. I didn’t cry. I didn’t even cry at their funeral. I mean, who even does that? Who does that?’’ Another tear falls, and I furiously wipe it away.
‘’Hey, it’s okay to cry. It doesn't show weakness. It helps you build strength. You get out what's causing you pain, and you learn how to live with it. There are no bad consequences to letting out how you are feeling. It helps show how you think, how you care, and how you love. I know you loved your sister and mom, that’s why you shielded what happened to them. What happened to you. You can remember them without that man corrupting that. I’m sure your mom made you and your sister a PB&J, and you sat outside with a glass of milk, looking at the sun.’’ I lightly smile and nod, thinking about this. She actually gave us apple juice. We had just gotten back from the park, where my mom would push me on swings. ‘’Not all the memories have to be bad. You are not weak, in the slightest, Y/n. You endured that pain so your family wouldn’t have to. You are strong. Sitting here with me, telling me about what happened, and doing so well in life, despite what you went through is strong. You’re stronger than anyone I know. I am weak compared to you. Yesterday, I shed a little tear when I toasted my bread a little too long.’’ I laugh at this, and he smiles. I nod, accepting what he is saying. I am strong. I lived through torment, and I am successful now. They are still with me, watching over me. I kept them safe from what I could, and that was strong of me. Crying for them isn’t weak. Crying isn’t showing weakness. I’m not weak.
I lean forward, and grab Dylan to pull him to me. I wrap my arms around his neck, and hug him tightly. He hugs me back in an instant, just as hard.
‘’Thank you, Dylan.’' He hums, and we stay in this position.
~~~~
‘’Come on, Y/c/n, just say something. Please.’’ We just came on set, and we’re doing our scene again, hopefully successful this time.
‘’What do you expect me to do, Stiles? I’m not equipped for this!’’ I shout. I think about how wonderful my mom was, and how pretty my sister was. My eyes pool, giving the right affect, and I see Dylan lightly nod.
‘'I don’t know! I’m not equipped for this either, but you see me doing it.’’ Dylan comes closer to me, meeting his mark. I let my eyes continue to fill, before saying my next line.
‘’I can’t. I don’t... I can’t do this anymore. I don’t want to lose you.’’ Two tears fall, almost simultaneously, and Dylan wraps his arms around me, making sure to not cover my entire face, as that’s what will show in the camera.
‘’Trust me, Y/c/n. You can do this. I’ll always be here with you; I’m not going anywhere.’’
‘’And, cut! That was amazing, Y/n. Great job you guys. Let’s get set up for our next scene.’’ I hear. I pull away from Dylan, and he wipes my tears, smiling at me.
‘’You were fantastic. You’re amazing, Y/n.’’ I smile, and kiss him. He is slightly shocked, but kisses me back in two seconds. We pull away, catching our breath, and I’m the first to speak.
‘’You did this for me.’’ I tell him.
‘'No, you did this yourself. I just helped you a little.’’
‘’Thank you, regardless.’’ I chuckle.
‘’The pleasure’s mine.’’
‘’Alright, lovebirds, we’re setting up for the next scene.’’ Tyler says to us. We both look at him, and nod, following him to the golf cart, our hands intertwined.
Synopsis - you are at the hospital when your dad, Bobby, dies
Word Count - 1.4k+
**Warnings** parental death, i think that’s it??
‘’Hello! Dean? Dean! What’s going on? Answer me!’’ I shout into my phone. Sam, Dean, and my dad, Bobby went on a hunt. It was against the leviathans and their leader Dick Roman. I didn’t go with them because they were all convinced that it was too dangerous or unsafe for me to go. I fought them on it, but they didn’t care or listen and went without me.
‘’Y/n, it’s your dad. It’s Bobby.’’
‘’What’s wrong with him, Dean?’’ I question, feeling panic start to rise in my chest.
‘’He was shot in the head. By Dick. We’re at the hospital nearest -.’’ He continues to talk, but I have already thrown my phone onto my bed and I run out to my car. I speed down the road to the trauma hospital that is closest to them. I feel tears running down my face and blurring my vision of the road. I don’t care, I have to get to him. I have to get to my dad.
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I make it to the hospital in two hours, and I fly into the parking lot. I stop the car, nowhere near being in the lines, but I don’t care. I run into the hospital and I see Sam and Dean standing in front of a room. I run to them.
‘’Where is my dad?’’ I ask tearfully. Sam points to the room that they are standing in front of and I see him. My dad, laying in a white bed, unconscious, with a breathing tube coming out of his mouth. There is a white cloth wrap around his head. I start to cry more, and Sam hugs me. I grab onto his torso and sob into him, leaning on him for support so I don’t fall to the ground.
I calm down after a few minutes and a doctor comes over to us. He talks about my dad’s condition, but I don’t understand what he is saying. I don’t even try to understand.
‘’So, you’re saying there’s nothing else we can do?’’ Sam asks the doctor.
‘’We’ll see if the swelling goes down.’’
‘’How long?’’ Dean asks the doctor.
‘’It’s sometimes hard to say in cases like this.’’
‘’Well, he’s lasted this long. That has to be something right?’’
‘’Well, yes. Listen- the bullet didn’t shatter. Only one hemisphere of his brain was actually injured. These are all positive things. But, I don’t want to give you false hope here. He’s far from out of the woods. Most of the time, cases like this...’’ He trails off, but I know what he is going to say, so I finish for him.
‘’They die.’’ The doctor sighs and Sam nods his head in understanding.
‘’Right now, it comes down to him. I’ll keep you updated.’’ He looks at each of us before turning and going into another room.
‘’Excuse me. I’m sorry to interrupt,’’ We all turn around and see a man in a tan suit. He continues, ‘’Is one of you Robert Singer’s next of kin?’’ I nod.
‘’Yes, I am.’’
‘’Could I please have a minute to talk to you?’' I nod.
‘’Dean?’’ I ask, implying that I want him to come with me. He nods, and we follow the man to a quieter spot of the hospital.
‘’We acknowledge that this is a stressful time-.’’ I cut him off before he can continue.
‘’Yeah, okay. Look, no offense- you can skip the garnish.’’
‘’Did his insurance lapse, or what?’’ Dean asks with a little annoyance in his voice. We both aren't in the mood for this man to be talking to us. We just want to get this over with.
He clears his throat, and continues talking, ‘’We’re sorry to ask, but, um, did your father ever make his wishes known in regards to organ donation?’’ I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. He’s hasn’t even died. He’s not going to die. ‘'Organs are only viable for a very limited window.’’
‘’Viable?’’ I scoff and look down at the ground as they speak.
‘’We’re just hoping some good can come out of this tragedy.’’ Dean stops him from continuing, and I already know he is about to say everything I am thinking, knowing that I can’t.
‘’Listen to me. Listen to me well, I’m going to say this once. He’s not gonna die. It’s one bullet. He’s gonna be fine, because he’s always fine.’’
‘’I apologize.’’ I shake my head and speak up to this.
‘’Why are you talking to me like he’s gonna die, huh? Asking me these questions. I do my job. You do yours. Save him!’’ I shout.
‘'Of course, they are doing everything they can.’’ Dean shakes his head, and punches at the glass case behind the man. The man’s eye widen in fear.
‘’Walk away from us. Now!’’ The man shuffles away. Dean stares at the ground for a few seconds before going outside. I decide to give him some space and go to find Sam. I see him sitting in one of the hospital chairs closest to my dad’s room.
‘’Sam, what happened?’’ I ask him.
‘’It was Dick. He, uh, he shot him as we were getting into the van. We were so close. Bobby was right behind me and he go-got shot.’’ Sam looks down, not wanting the tears to fall. I grab his arm and squeeze it, feeling my own tears threatening to fall. We sit like this until he looks up at me. I let him know I have to use the restroom and he nods.
I come out in time see Dean walking away with an upset look on his face. I go to Sam, and sit next to him again. He squeezes his hand, probably thinking I don’t see.
‘’Was it about-’’ I stop, not wanting to say it. He nods, and I sigh. It was about what we do if my dad dies.
~~~~
We’re all sitting when a doctor comes over to us, and lets us know that we can go see him because they are going to do the surgery. I jump up quickly and jog to go into his room. I stand next to him, Sam next to me, and Dean at the foot of the bed. We all look at him for a few minutes before the nurse comes in telling us that they have to take him away.
‘’Daddy, I love you. So much.’’ I whisper to him. I grab his hand and kiss it lightly. My tears fall onto his hand. I close my eyes and hold his hand close to my face.
‘’Bobby, um, thank you. For, uh, everything, really.’’ Sam says. Dean nods, and I kiss his hand again.
‘’Alright. Please step back.’’ The nurse says. I nod and hesitantly let go of his hand, just to feel his hand reach up to me.
‘’Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Stop a second. His eyes are open.’’ Sam says.
‘’Bobby?’’ Dean exclaims.
‘’Dad!’’ I smile at him, looking at his eyes. He tries to speak, and takes off the oxygen mask over his face. I grab his hand again, and Sam grabs the other one.
‘’Don’t talk. Don’t talk. A pen. I... Here. Here, here, here.’’ He hands the pen to my dad, and he grabs me hand. He turns it over and opens it. He writes 45489. He gasps and puts the pen down. He is about to say something, so we lean in a little closer.
‘’Idjits.’' ^^^He smiles, but the his face starts to go blank and his head lulls. He closes his eyes, and the heart monitor flat lines.
‘’Bobby? Hey!’’
‘’Dad? Dad, no!’’
‘’Call a code! Trauma room 4!’’ The nurse shouts and pushes us out of the room. I feel my heart pause and hurt. As if it’s breaking. Doctors run into the room and bump into me as they do. Sam pulls me into him as I choke on my sobs and watch as they try to revive my dad.
‘’Call it.’’ Once of the doctors says after he isn’t revived.
‘’Time of death-’’ But I can’t hear what they say over the sound of my scream.
‘’No!’’ I fall to the ground and cry. Sam and Dean fall next to me as I cry, holding in their tears themselves.
‘’It’s going to be okay, Y/n.’’ Sam says. I shake my head and continue to cry. It will never be okay.
Synopsis - You and Joe do the relationship test with Glamour
Word Count - 1.1k+
** Warnings ** none
‘’Okay. For the first part of the video, we’re going to have you each talk without the other in the room. Y/n, you’ll start first.’’ I follow the man, who introduced himself as Mark. Joe and I are doing Wired and Glamour videos today. We’ve been doing interviews all week, everyone was really excited about season two. It was amazing and fun to shoot.
‘’So, I stand here?’’ I ask. He nods, and I stand on the marker. There are about five people in the room. Two of them being camera-men, the other three producers.
‘’I just need you to tell me how you feel about Joe.’’
‘’Well, he’s my best friend. He’s extremely hardworking and makes me want to work harder, along with everyone that works with him. I’ve had many people that I don’t even know, but they have worked with Joe and they loved him. He’s amazing, and I love him so much. Is that good?’’
‘’That’s great. If you could send Joe in, that would be awesome.’’ He replies and smiles at me.
‘’Of course.’’ I open the door and see Joe on his phone.
‘’How’d it go?’’
‘’Great. They want you now.’’ He kisses my cheek and goes in. After a few minutes, the producer comes out and gets me.
‘’For your first exercise, you guys will write down compliments then read them aloud.’’ They had us a clipboard with index cards and a sharpie. I write the first things that come to my head.
Mostly what I said in the beginning of the video, and a few more things. I finish and look up to see Joe is still writing.
‘’Man, this is cheesy, but I mean it.’’ Joe says. I smile at this and continue writing.
‘’You got a lot to say about me, don’t you? Geez, now I feel bad.’’
‘’Yeah. I’m over here writing a novel.’’ He smiles.
‘’I feel like a butthead.’’ I chuckle.
‘’Butthead? I haven’t heard anyone say ‘butthead’ in years.’’ He looks up and we hand our clipboards to Mark. We both step on the marks, and they signal for Joe to go first. ‘’Y/n, I think that you are the best scene partner to have on set, and to hang out with.’’ I smile and chuckle.
‘’Aww, thank you. Joe, You have an amazing sense of humor and I never stop laughing when I’m around you. It’s awesome.’’ He puts his hand to his chest and smiles.
‘’That’s what I hope to do. I think you are, Y/n, are the wisest person I have ever met. If you wanted, you could be a world leader.’'
‘’Oh, wow. Hmm, I’ll think about it. I wrote heart of gold. Because, well, you have a heart of gold. You’re super kind. No one has ever said anything negative about you; everyone loves you. You’re a super great guy, and you’re just awesome.’’
‘’What the heck, that’s so sweet. You are a very great friend. People feel very comfortable around you and like, meeting you in one second.’’
‘’You’re, umm, super motivated and determined at work and I always see you doing such a great job. You’re always super focused, and I always aspire to be like that. Like, make sure that I work as hard as possible cause you’re such a hard worker.’’
‘’Aww.’’ He comes closer to me, and we hug. ‘’And, you’re obviously gorgeous.’’ He laughs into my hair.
‘’So are you.’’ I laugh once we pull away.
‘’What did you guys think of that exercise?’’ Mark asks us.
‘’It’s very nice.’’ Joe says.
‘’It is. I like getting compliments, I feel like everyone likes getting compliments.’’
‘'Yeah, it’s really nice. It’s also I feel like, very rarely do you stand and look someone in the eye, and give them such a -, I don’t know,’' I chuckle at his loss of words. ‘’Like, oh yeah, you did a really great job, but not meeting their eye. But, to look someone in the eye, it makes a difference.’’ I nod in agreement, and turn back to the camera.
~~~~
‘’For your next exercise, you are going to look at each other for four minutes.’’
‘’Okay. Tell us when.’’ Joe says.
‘’Go.’’ I look up and look into his eyes. We start laughing, but soon stop, wanting to do the exercise correct. ‘’I’m just going to look at one eye, cause I keep going back and forth.’’
‘’I’m looking at that one over there. How rarely, though, do you just look at somebody’s eye, like this?’’
‘’Almost never.’’
After another thirty seconds, I feel my eyes starting to water. Not because I haven’t blinked, but because I’m taking in the beauty of my boyfriend. I think of our first date, first time he said we were dating, first kiss, first scene we shot on Stranger Things, and all the time we’ve spent together. The tears fall from my eyes, and I see Joe smile.
‘’Don’t cry. If you cry, I’ll cry.’’ He says. I chuckle at him and wipe the tears away. What feels like seconds later, but if probably minutes, the producer tells us that the time is up.
‘’That was weird, but I enjoyed it.’’ I say and turn my gaze from the camera, back to Joe.
‘’It now feels weird to not look into your eyes now. Wow, that was cool.’’ He says laughing.
‘’That was strange, but yes, very cool. I feel like I never really taken the time to just say, I'm going to look at your eyes and try to feel a connection.’’
‘’I feel like when you would start laughing, I would too. Or, like when you shed some tears, I felt my eyes getting watery. It’s crazy how fast my body would react to you.’’ He wraps his arm around my shoulders, and pulls me to him.
‘’What made you cry, Y/n?’’
‘’I was just thinking of how amazing Joe is. How we met, first date, and all the other time and milestones we have reached since then.’’ I smile, and squeeze his side where my hand is.
‘’Aww, that’s sweet.’’ He kisses the top of my head.
~~~~
‘’Okay, final one. You guys are going to do trust falls on one another.’’ Mark says.
‘’Ohh, this should be fun. I want to go first.’’ I smile. I turn myself and put my hands on my chest as if I'm in a coffin. ‘’I just go straight back, yeah?’’
‘'Yes, and don’t break the hip.’’ I nod, and get ready to fall. I slowly let myself fall backwards, and he catches me easily, and pushes me back up.
‘’That was it?’’ I laugh.
‘’We’re just beginning. Just had to start somewhere and work our way up.’’ He scoots back more.
‘’Ready?’’ I ask him. He answers, and I fall back again. We go pretty far down this time, but I wasn’t worried, I knew he had me.
‘’That was pretty good. Let’s do one more.’'
‘'Okay, ready?’’ We go even farther done, and I laugh when he pushes me back up. ‘’Cool, that was so cool. My turn!’’ I say excitedly, and he laughs. He turns himself, and gets ready. He quickly throws himself back, and I panic, but he doesn’t actually fall.
‘’Send it!’’ I laugh.
‘’Send it!”
‘’Alright, ready?’’
‘’Yep, go ahead.’’ I tell him.
‘’Now?’’
‘’Yes, go. You’re fine, trust me.’’ I chuckle.
‘’Countdown.’’
‘’Okay, 3...2...1 go. Joe, go. Joe just go.’’
‘’Now?’’
‘’Yes, now. On go. 3...2...1, go.’’ He falls, hesitantly, and I catch, but have a little bit of struggle when pushing him back. I don’t let him know this though.
‘'Oh, good job, babe.’’ He scoots forward so he can fall a farther distance.
‘’Thank you. Come one, trust me. I got this. 3...2...1, go.’’ He falls again, but he is too heavy and he falls on me, making me fall underneath him. I burst out in laughter on the ground, and I see the cameraman moving so he can get a shot of us on the ground.
‘'Y/n.’’ He says my name laughing.
‘’I tried.’’ I continue laughing. ‘’Well, this can be a metaphor. When you’re down, I’m down.’’ I help him up and say, ‘’When you’re up, I’m up.’’
‘'Good way to save it, Y/n.’’ He hugs me again, and I laugh.
~~~~
‘’How do you feel?’’
‘’Umm, pretty good. This was fun, and something different to try. I mean, the last one was sort of a fail. You’re bigger than me, and taller than me. Also, stronger, but it was fun. This was an experience.’’ I finish. Joe laughs and turns around. ‘’I don’t know what else to say.’’ I chuckle, and walk off camera.
‘’You guys did amazing. I’m so glad we got the honor of having you on.’’
‘'Well, when you’re with this one, she makes it easy. Thank you for having us.’’ Joe shakes his hand, and I do so as well.
‘’Yes, thank you.’’ We both leave the room, and start to walk to another interview we’re having.
‘'Thanks for being with me.’’ He says and wraps his arms around my shoulders once again.
‘’Thank you for putting up with me.’’ He smiles and kisses my head.
Synopsis - you are injured after Clarke closes the drop ship. You and Bellamy have to get to safety.
Word Count - 3.1k+
**Warnings** violence and death
a.n. - I apologize for the delay on this. I was out of town and had little to no service. I hope you enjoy this long Bellamy imagine.
‘'Wait, Jasper, look at this.’’ I say to him. He quickly comes over to me and looks at the wires that I point out. The grounders are getting closer to getting behind our walls, and we’re trying to find the right wire to light the rocket fuel under the drop ship. If we can figure it out, we can get rid of the grounders from at least a mile, or so, if not more.
‘’Y/n. This will work.’’ He gets to working on it, and I sigh lightly with relief. We don’t have much time. Raven is in critical condition with her gunshot wound. I haven’t seen Bellamy or Octavia since we spotted the grounders. They are in same foxhole, I haven’t heard anything on the radio, but I can’t focus on that now. We have to get this to work, or we’re all screwed, no matter what.
I climb myself out from under the drop ship to check on raven. Jasper said he had it, and he didn’t want me to be under there any longer, just in case anything went wrong. I lean over Raven, but her eyes are closed. I try and tune out the gunshots and sounds of screams and cries of my people dying.
‘’Clarke! Y/n, they’re taking down the gate.’’ Someone bursts through the parachute hanging from the drop ship opening.
‘’Good. Because I did it... I think.’’ Jasper’s head pops up. I hear one of our walls being pushed down.
‘’I’m closing that door.’’ He says.
‘’Wait! We still have people out there.’’ Clarke says. We both stand and make our way to the opening.
‘’Bellamy’s not back yet.’’ I tell them as I push the parachute over and look out at what’s going on.
I gasp when I see many of our people on the ground, dead, or severely injured. Someone calls out for the grenades to be launched, and they are causing small explosions and fires wherever they are thrown.
‘’Alright. Jasper! Get everybody, get inside now!’’ Arrows whiz past our heads and Finn pushes me and Clarke down to hide behind two barricades. My eyes dart back and forth, trying to see if there are any more people that need help. Our landmines go off, and the guns are still firing shots.
‘'There he is!’’ Finn shouts, and I look to where he is pointing. I see Bellamy crouched and coming from one of the tunnels we made.
‘’He’s never going to make it. Bellamy run!’’ Clarke yells, and I take half a second before I stand up and run towards him.
‘’Y/n! No!’’ I hear behind me, but I ignore them and pick up a gun on my way towards him. A grounder comes up to him and he raises the gun but nothing happens. I run faster when he his hit in the face, then the stomach. I kick the grounder, but it barely fazes him and he punches me, then cuts a deep gash in my leg.
‘’Ahh.’’ I fall to the ground, very dazed. He starts beating on Bellamy again, but I can’t get back up. All I can do is hold my leg, to try and apply pressure. I hear a gunshot go off, but it doesn’t hit anyone. I then see Finn run into the grounder, tackling him to the ground. I pick myself up, and go to Bellamy. He stands and charges at the grounder, and punches him a few times. He pushes Bellamy back again and goes for Finn. I muster up my strength and kick the grounder again, using my good leg for support, and my bad leg for contact. He swings his sword at me again, but I back up just in time for it to miss my stomach. Finn grabs him again, and they fight.
I hear the drop ship doors being closed, as it slowly goes up. I nod my head lightly, content with the choice Clarke made. This must mean we have everyone inside that we could save. The grounder hears the door closing and he pushes Finn to the side before making his way to the door to try and get inside.
‘’Bellamy, Y/n, we need to go. They’re going to fire the drop ship soon. We have to get as far away as we can.’’ Finn says and helps me up.
‘’My leg.’’ I say, and Bellamy quickly takes a look. I guess it doesn’t look good because he says nothing.
‘’Can you run?’’ He asks me. I nod, knowing that for now, I can run. For how long or far is the question.
‘’I can.’’
‘’You got this, and I got you. Come on.’' He puts his hands on my shoulder to reassure me, and I nod before we start to move. Finn leads the way out of the camp and we follow, going a little slower. I limp as we run, but I keep pace, knowing we need to get out of here before they light the fuel.
After a minute of running, Finn holds up his hand. We stop and crouch behind a fallen log. He points and I follow his hand when I see a few grounders.
‘’You guys keep going. I’ll draw them away.’’ Finn says.
‘’Absolutely not. We can’t split up.’’ I argue.
‘’We don’t have a choice. We need to keep moving. Whoever is not in the last is falling back this way, and we need to find somewhere to wait it out until we can go back. You’re too injured to run much longer, and Bellamy is not going to do it because he needs to stay with you. So, I will. End of discussion.’’ He stands up before either of us can saying anything else in protest, then start running, making some noise so the grounders follow him.
‘’Y/n, it’ll be okay. We’ll get back with everyone, but for now, we need to go.’’ I nod, and follow behind him.
~~Bellamy’s POV~~
I hear an explosion, and I know it’s the rocket fuel being lit. I lightly push Y/n into a tree and cover her body with mine. I feel debris hit me in my back and fly past our faces. I get closer to her, trying to cover more of her body. After thirty seconds, I back away from her, and I notice how pale her face is. She doesn’t look great, but if we can get somewhere safe, I can help her.
‘’Bellamy,’’ She croaks out, and I cup her face with my hands. ‘’I can’t, I can’t keep going. Just leave me here, and I’ll figure my way back. I’m keeping you back, and you need to get away and find everyone. I’ll, I'll be okay.’’ She whispers. I shake my head, dismissing this.
‘’I’m not leaving someone else I care about. Don’t you give up on me. Don’t give up on yourself. Trust me, you can do this.’’ She closes her eyes, and a single tear rolls down. I wipe it away with my mud-covered hands and kiss her forehead. She nods and I put my arm under her to hold up her body and we start running again.
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It’s early morning, and by now I am carrying Y/n on my back. I lightly jog, knowing that the grounders could be close. They have better stamina that me, so they could anywhere near me.
I stop, seeing a small drop off. I let Y/n down softly, and I quickly take a look at her face. She’s is looking a little worse, the wound may be getting infected, or it may be poison, like Octavia. I jump down, but quickly draw my hand back when I hear my name being called by someone who isn't Y/n. I see Monroe and Shay standing there and I lower my hand. I reach for Y/n, and grab her waist to bring her down to level with us.
‘’Get back down.’’
‘’You were followed?’’ Shay asks me.
‘’Quiet,’’ I look over our surroundings, this being the first time I actually stopped. I crouch back down and grab Y/n’s hand. ‘’Have you seen Finn?’’ I ask them.
‘’Finn’s alive?’’
‘’He was. We got separated. We knew the fire was coming, so we ran. I had Y/n, so he had one of them follow him. How’d you guys get out?’’
‘’We, saw The Ark come down, and we thought we’d come get help. Piece of it came down this way. Monroe thinks it’s Mecha, but personally I thi-.’’ He is cut off when we hear voices just beside us.
‘’Finn?’’ Y/n asks quietly.
‘’Follow me. Stay low and quiet.’’ The two nod, and I see Y/n nod as well. ‘’Not you, you’re staying here.’’ I whisper to her. She shakes her head at me.
‘’If it’s Finn, I'm helping. Now, let’s go.’’ She gestures for me to lead the way.
~~Y/n’s POV~~
He stares at me, trying to get me to back down, but I don’t. He lightly sighs before walking forward, all of us behind him. He quickly moves from tree to tree, using them for cover. I limp behind the tree of them, trying not to be heavy-footed, or make too much noise. I crouch next to Bellamy when i get to where he is, ignoring the fire shooting in my leg, and look on the other side of the tree. I see two of our people tied to the back of a horse. Wait, one of them is Finn. The grounder unsheathes a sword, and grabs the one that fell to the ground.
‘’No!’’ Finn shouts before the grounder slices the boys throat, and I turn, not being able to watch. Bellamy looks at me, and I close my eyes for a second. We have to get Finn, we can’t leave him there. The grounder walks closer to Finn, looking like he is going to kill him, but he doesn’t. He gives him a flask of water and pulls him to his feet. They start moving again, as do we. I turn to the boy that was killed, making sure I remember him and count him as a man lost.
I ignore the feeling of wooziness and pain as we pick up the pace to get to Finn and the grounder. Bellamy constantly looks back at me, so I make no faces, and try to make no noise. We stop behind another tree, and Bellamy speaks.
‘’I know you’re scared. But we are warriors. We can do this.’’
‘’How?’’
‘’We attack as a team. When he goes for me, Monroe goes for Finn. Once he’s free, it’s five on one.’’
‘’What do I do?’’ Shay asks.
‘’Stay with Y/n, and try not to die.’’
‘’Bellamy, no. Let me help.’’ I protest, not wanting to just sit here while they fight for their lives.
‘’Y/n, you’re injured. You’re staying, understood?’’ I grumble at him, but nod. ‘’Okay. Ready? One...Two...Three.’’ Bellamy jumps up and starts running. Monroe and Shay both don’t move, and I eye them. Monroe is supposed to be his back up. Bellamy shots at the grounder before turning and realizing no one is behind him. ^^^I stand, trying to make my way to him when Shay stops me.
‘’I’m supposed to watch you. Don’t go.’’
‘’Yeah, and he also needs back up, since neither of you can provide.’’ I run down to the best of my abilities, seeing the grounder punching Bellamy continuously. I gather my strength and stab the grounder in the back with my small knife, just to distract him enough to get off Bellamy. He turns, angry, and slaps me across the face, making me fall to the ground. He pulls his sword out and raises it. He strikes it down, but I move in time for it to slice me in my side instead of striking my heart. I hear Bellamy shout, but i can’t do anything but lay there.
~~Bellamy’s POV~~
‘’No!’’ I shout at the grounder, so he won’t touch her again. I grab him and pull him away from her, and he starts hitting me again. I’m punched a few more times, at this point, not able to do anything for myself before my wrists are tied together with rope. He stands me up and walks to the front of his horse.
‘’You have to keep up. He’ll kill you if you don’t.’’ Finn whispers to me. I turn to see Y/n on the ground, not moving, and I pray that she isn’t dead. Despite my efforts, tears well up in my eyes, but I don’t dare let them fall in front of the grounder.
‘’Ahhh!’’ Finn and I both turn behind us, seeing Monroe and Shay shouting and running down to where we are. The grounder moves from his horse and gets ready to stab each of them. They get a little closer when a shot rings out. We all duck down, covering from the shots, and I see the grounder fall to the ground with a bullet in his head and stomach. We look around confused, and I see Marcus Kane, and a few other armored men comes from the trees.
‘'We’re here now. Everything’s going to be okay.’’ He says. I am confused, but quickly avert my attention back to Y/n. I crawl to her, and put my hands to her neck, feeling her faint pulse.
‘’Please, help her!’’ I shout. Kane whistles and many people come from the trees, but the only one I care about is Abby. The medic. Someone else unties Finn, and Finn unties me. I stand to get to her, but she stops me.
‘’Don’t stand.’’
‘’I’m fine. Please, it’s Y/n. Check on her.’’ She nods and swiftly moves to Y/n. She looks at her stomach and leg for a second before saying that she needs to get medical. Now. A few of the men bend down to grab Y/n. They start to jog away with her, and I try to go as well, but I’m stopped.
‘’What are you doing?’’ I ask as Kane is standing in front of me.
‘’You two have to lead us to the drop ship. We have to get everyone else back.’’
‘’But, I need to get to Y/n.’’ I fight and start to try and walk again.
‘’Y/n is being taken care of by Jackson. She will be okay. Now we’re here, and you listen to us. Take me to my daughter.’’ Abby says. I look at her like she’s insane. They sent us down here to die, which Y/n is doing and we have to listen to them? After we have survived on the ground without them this long? I scoff, and start to walk before I am hit with a taze bar and fall to the ground.
‘’She’ll be there when you get back. Take us now.’’ Kane says, and I blow out a breath, in shock from the pain. I stand, and start walking, Finn right next to me. The quicker I get over this bull, the quicker I get to Y/n.
~~Y/n’s POV~~
I wake up on a bed in pain. I open my eyes and look at the ceiling before remembering where I was before this, and it’s not the same. I move my eyes to look around and see I’m not in a tent, and I’m not in the drop ship. Panic rises in me as I don’t know where I am. I quickly sit up, then groan and grab my stomach. I look down at the pain and see a white bandage wrapped around my torso, covering my entire stomach.
‘’Oh, you’re awake.’’ I turn quickly to the voice, ignoring the pain. I don’t have any weapons from what I can tell, so I am extra alert.
‘’Where am I?’’ I ask the voice. The man turns back around, and realization dawns on me. ‘’Jackson?’’
‘’Hi, Y/n.’’ He was my neighbor on The Ark.
‘’Am I dead?’’
‘’No,’’ He chuckles. ‘’We came down to the ground. You’re in our medical unit.’’ I blink a few times, and I remember seeing it come down, but it exploded. I think of all the events previously.. The grounders, the rocket fuel, running, Bellamy trying to save Finn. Bellamy.
‘’Where’s Bellamy? Is he okay? Finn?’’ I ask.
‘’Bellamy and Finn are okay. So are Raven and John.’’
‘’Wait, that’s it?’’ I question. Those are the only people left.
‘’They were the only people we fou-.’’
‘’Can I talk to Bellmay?’’ I cut him off.
‘’You’re not supposed to. He’s been arrested.’’ Jackson explains.
‘’For what? What could he have done since you have been on the ground for not even a week?’’ I turn my body and make myself stand, almost falling. Jackson grabs my arms to stabilize me.
‘’He assaulted Murphy.’’
‘’Murphy killed two people. Tried to kill him, and shot Raven. He’s lucky he’s still alive.’’
‘’You know the rules Y/n.’’
‘'Well, we’re on the ground. Those rules don’t apply anymore. Now let me see Bellamy.’’ I say sternly. He sighs and nods.
‘’I don’t know how you’ll get there. We don’t have wheelchairs or anything.’’ He moves from me, and walks to the makeshift door. I follow him, pushing down the pain.
‘'I’ll walk. Now, let’s go.’’
I follow Jackson as he walks through The Ark, and we make it to a glass room, and I see Bellamy and Murphy sitting across from each other. Both of their heads are down until they hear the sound of the door being opened.
‘’Y/n?’’ He tries to get to me, but he is wired to the pole sticking out from the ground.
‘’Bell.’’ I make my way to him and I hug him the best I can with his arms tied, and my wounds.
‘’They wouldn’t let me see you. It’s been almost a day. I was so worried.’’ I pull away from him and look at his face. I cup his cheeks and lightly kiss his chapped lips. He kisses me back, slightly more eager.
‘’Eugh, get a room.’’ I hear Murphy say. I pull away from Bellamy again, and look at Murphy.
‘’Don’t start.’’ I warn.
‘’I’m sorry, but I have to get you back to medical, Y/n.’’ I sigh and look once more at Bellamy.
‘’It’s alright. I’ll see you soon. I didn’t do anything too bad. Finn is out there too, he’ll come visit you.’’ Bellamy says. I nod, and kiss his cheek before I stand.
‘’I love you.’’ I say, this being the first time we’ve said those words to each other.
‘’I love you too.’’ He smiles, and I turn to follow Jackson back to medical with a small smile on my face.
Synopsis - You are there when the lacrosse team is beating up Liam, trying to prove he is a werewolf.
Word Count - 1.6k+
** Warnings ** violence
‘’Hey, where’s your boyfriend? Probably in a doghouse since he isn’t trained on the leash yet, huh?’’ Some kid on the lacrosse team says to me. I roll my eyes and continue to walk to the front of the building to leave school for the day. There have been rumors floating around about my boyfriend, Liam, saying he is a werewolf. I mean, I wouldn’t say that there is no way. I have learned things from living in Beacon Hills. I’ve seen things. Scott McCall is one of those people who I have seen. His eyes glow red; students say Liam’s glow yellow. I’ve never seen it, but if I did, I wouldn’t care. I love him, and I've always grown up watching and reading about werewolves, so it can’t be that bad, right?
I’m brought out of my thoughts when I hear shouting. A few students are running, and I watch them confused. I continue to walk, and I see Mason running towards a room that the others are going towards. I jog to catch up with him.
‘'Mason, what’s going on?’’ I stop him, he looks at me as if he is pained.
‘’Uhh, Y/n.’’ He says, and he swallows.
‘’Mason, what is it?’’ I ask him more urgently.
‘’It’s Liam. Come on!’’ He turns from me, and starts running again. I drop the book that is in my hand and follow him.
There’s a crowd gathered around the doorway, so I can’t immediately see what’s happening. Mason is in front of me, and he’s pushing through the group, me directly behind him.
‘’Hey! Hey, let him go!’’ Mason fights to get to Liam.
‘’Liam, baby!’’ He is held up against the wall by Nolan’s friend, Gabe, and Nolan stands in front of him. Liam’s nose is bleeding already, so they must have already hit him. I try to get to him, but some guy holds me back. ‘’Stop.’’ I say, and Liam’s eyes catch mine. He quickly looks away when Nolan starts to speak.
‘'Are you just going to let us do this to you?’' He’s punched across the face again, and he falls to the side. I gasp, and cry out. Nolan rolls his eyes, and grabs each side of Liam’s face. The crowd is getting bigger now, more and more people are witnessing my boyfriend get beat up, but not saying a word. Nolan says something to Liam that I can’t hear, but I hear him say ‘all you have to do is change.’ Liam’s breathing is ragged, matching mine.
‘’The sun,’’ Liam starts. I know what he’s saying. The sun, the moon, the truth. These three things cannot be hidden. He says it when he gets riled up, it helps him stay calm.
‘’What?’’ Nolan asks.
‘’The sun, the moon, the truth.’’ He breathes deeply.
‘’What the h*ll is that supposed to mean?'’ His friends steps up again,
‘’Who cares?’’ With that, Liam is punched again. I still try to get through even though there’s no use, these guys are way stronger than me. He pushes Liam to the ground, and he hits his face on the teacher’s desk. Some people laugh, but me and Mason cringe, and continue to fight our way through.
Liam groans painfully and picks himself up to his knees.
‘’Grehhh!’’ He groans again, and looks at the ground.
‘'Come on baby. You can do it.’’ I whisper, wishing that he could hear me.
‘’You’re fighting it. But you can’t hold back forever.’’ Nolan taunts. Liam growls and groans. Our teacher pushes herself to the front, and she sees Liam on the floor.
‘’Why are you just standing there?’’ I ask her,
‘’Do something.’’ Mason says right after me. She looks at us, then back to Nolan and shakes her head.
‘’Sometimes it’s, it’s best to let them work things out on their own.’’ She backs away, and Liam’s head is jerked up by his hair. His face is thrown into Gabe’s knee, and I hear his nose crack.
‘’Ahh! Stop!’' I scream to them. They start kicking him, in his face, stomach, and arms that are blocking the blows.
‘'Hey! Hey!’’ Mason screams. I’m tired of not being able to do anything with these people holding me, so I stop fighting against them.
‘’Leave him alone. Come on, Liam. Baby, you can do it, don’t let them get the best of you.’’ I whisper again. He gargles up blood, and I feel tears falling down my face. ‘’Please, be alright, Liam.’’ I plead with myself. Gabe lowers himself to Liam’s level and grabs his sweater. He cocks his arm back, ready to punch again. Coach’s voice sounds throughout the room, and I sigh with relief. ^^^
‘’What the h*ll is going on here?’’ He shouts, and pushes through all the students to grab onto Gabe and pull him off. ‘’Back off! Hey, get to the principal’s office! NOW!’’ He shoves both Gabe and Nolan to the door. I break from the people around me, and run to Liam’s side. ‘’What the h*ll is this? Get out! All of you! I can’t stand to look at your faces.’' Everyone files out of the room, murmuring.
Liam grunts next to me, and I stroke his hair. I whisper, ‘’It’s okay. You did it, you did it.’’ Coach goes on the other side of Liam and motions for Mason and Corey to help him get Liam up. He coughs as he is lifted up, and breathes heavily.
‘'I can’t believe you did it.’' Mason says to him.
‘’Clark Kent, right?’’
‘’Yeah, Clark Kent.’’ Mason sighs, and he hugs him.
‘’Come on.’’ Corey says, and they help him out the door. I meet Liam’s eyes, but he quickly looks away. I quirk my eyebrow in confusion, but brush it off. I did just watch him get beat up.
‘’We can go to my house.’’ I say. Mason and Corey nod, but no response from Liam. We all pile into my car, and I drive us to my house.
We pull up, and Liam walks like he isn’t hurt.
‘’We’re going to leave guys to talk.’’ Mason says, and him and Corey leave my house. I lead Liam up to my room, and he sits on my bed. I go into my bathroom, and grab a washcloth to clean up his blood. I dampen it, before walking back into my room. I grab one of his shirts off my dresser, so he can change once he is cleaned up. His eyes shift from me to the floor.
‘’Liam, talk to me. Please.’’ I say as I begin to gently wipe his face that has blood on it, not knowing if he is actually hurt, I don’t want it to hurt even more because of me.
‘’There’s, uhh, nothing to say. They beat me up over a rumor.’’ He says, but I know he’s lying because his nose scrunches, and he doesn’t meet my eye.
‘’I know you’re lying, and I know it’s no rumor. You’re a werewolf, Liam. Okay, but please, I just want you to explain to me what’s going on. Please, I love you, nothing is going to change that.’’ He sighs.
‘'I’m a werewolf,’’ I sit next to him. He continues, ‘’I was turned by Scott two or so years ago. He's my alpha. My pack is Malia, Scott, Stiles, Corey, Mason, Lydia, and you now. You’ve always been my pack. You’re my anchor. You’re what keeps me calm, keeps me grounded. I concealed myself today because I could hear you, telling me I could do it. Saying you loved me. You got me to where I am now, Y/n. I love you too.’’ He looks at me, and I smile, feeling tears in my eyes. I grab him, and he lightly winces.
‘’Sorry.’’ I say.
‘’It’s okay, I’m just still a little sore. Pretty much healed though.’’
‘’That’s so cool, you heal fast, what else? I want to know everything, how you were turned, everything.’’ I say to him, and sit criss-cross on my bed, ready to listen to what he has to say. He chuckles.
‘’I can run pretty fast, I can hear very well, as I've said. I have a great sense of smell, I’m pretty strong. I’ve got super reflexes, and I have a lot of stamina.’’ I interrupt him.
‘’Stamina?’’ I raise my eyebrows. He smirks at me, and I giggle.
‘’Do you want to hear everything, as you say, or do you want to learn something else?’’ He wiggles his eyebrows before he kisses me, and I kiss him back. He deepens our kiss, but I pull away before anything else can happen.
‘’So, if I scream in my house, and you’re outside, you can hear me?’’ He groans and leans back on my bed.
‘’Y/n.’’ He whines.
‘’Oh, shush. We have plenty of time for that. Another question, do you howl when the moon comes out?’’ I laugh. He rolls his eyes, and chuckles.
‘’Actually, sometimes yes.’’ I laugh at this, and he laughs with me.
‘’I’m glad you finally told me.’' I tell him, and lay my head on his chest.
‘’I’m glad I did too. Wish I didn’t have to get hit so many times though.’’ I nod, and look at him.
‘’Can I see?’’ He looks away quickly and nods. He closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, they are yellow. His nose looks scrunched, like a dog, his teeth are grown, and so are his side burns. I place my hands on his face, and lightly trace his nose.
‘’So?’’ He asks, waiting for me to say something.
‘’Who’s a good boy?’’ I say in a baby voice, as if I'm talking to a puppy. He rolls his eyes and groans. ‘’I’m just kidding. It’s pretty hot, actually. I take it back.’'
‘’Take what back?’’
‘’What I said about having time.’’ His eyes slightly widen and his face goes back to normal. It’s my turn to smirk, and I kiss him again.
