"You could have died!" He screamed, turning on me. His face was twisted and angry and I stepped back.
"I did," I reminded him. "That's why I'm here. A wraith." I scoffed, my eyes watering over as I kicked he ground.
"Why?" He whispered.
Shaking my head I looked away. "I've got to go."
Wanting Isaac was something I'd always had to deal with, but... He was t available. I had to move on. And I had, essentially. I still loved Isaac because he was my first love, but I'd moved my mind set to Stiles, who I thanked liked me back. Isaac didn't like me back at all and didn't want me ever in that kind of way.
He'd told me himself.
So I didn't tell him that I died to save his life. Because then he would have asked me why I'd been so eager and instant to die to save him, especially him. And then he'd know. And that would be bad.
"You okay?"
Right. I looked over, smiling. "I'm fine. Thanks, Stiles." He nodded, sitting next to me and pulling me into a side hug. My head lay on his shoulder as his arm held me close to his side, his hand brushing my arm.
This was nice. I could work with this. I sighed, closing my eyes, letting myself melt into the boy next to me and just... Relax.
And I even let myself smile. Yeah. This would be nice. Very nice.
•••
Well this sucks.
As Malia and Stiles walk down the hall hand in hand I wrap my arms across my chest, closing my eyes and leaning against my locker, my head back and my breathing deep and choppy.
Why couldn't I be happy?
Did the universe hate me?
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Teen Wolf Imagines
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