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Psycho!Stiles

I wake up to complete and utter darkness. My eyes try to adjust but the only thing I can make out is a chair with a someone sitting on it.

As my eyes continue to adjust, I start to make out the figure sitting in the chair. The way their hair is spiked. The way their fidgeting with their hands.

"Stiles?" I wheeze as I break out into a fit of coughs as I try to escape the chair I was sitting on not realising I was in fact tied down to it. 

Stiles makes his way towards the chair where I was sitting, his stride heavy footed as he picked up his pace. He appears in front of me, his eyes showing a hint of guilt, confusion clouding my mind.

"Y/n. You don't understand how good it feels to hear you say my name" He mumbles to me as he brings his lips towards my ear, brushing against it making my breathe hitch.

He pulls himself away, straightening himself out before dragging his own chair towards mine as the only sound that fills the room is the sound of the chair scraping against the floor.

He sits on the chair, his eyes meeting mine before I bring my eyes to stare at the floor in front of my feet. "Stiles what are you doing?" You question him as tears fill your eyes and instead of him giving you pity and helping you out, his dark chuckle fills the air.

More tears drop down your cheek as he continues to stare at you hard, feeling more uncomfortable as the stare burns deeper into you.

"Sweet innocent Y/n. Have you ever had the feeling where you couldn't control your desire to just take what isn't yours?" He questions as his index finger grips your chin and pulls your eyes until their staring back at his dark, menacing eyes.

You shake your head, not understanding what he meant. "No use your words for fuck sake!" He screams at you causing you to flinch back in your chair as more tears flow down your cheek.

"I'll tell you how it feels y/n. It feels as though a burning lust is forming in your stomach and every time that one thing you desire most gets taken away from you. Oh y/n it really gets on your nerves. Wait why am I telling you when I can just show you"

He rises from his seat towards the curtain to your left. An evil smirk plastered across his face as he opens the curtains to reveal what he's been hiding.

Your eyes widen and start welling up with tears as your eyes meet his hidden secret.

"OH MY! NOO! HOW COULD YOU?" You scream at him, tears streaming like a river down your previous rosy cheeks for the millionth time tonight.

"Your mine y/n even if I have to kill everyone for you to only see me as the only one for you" He rasps at you as he draws the curtain.

Behind the curtain was all the pack: Scott, Lydia, Malia, Liam, Parrish, Hayden, Derek, Corey and Mason.

All dead because of Stiles's obsession with making you his.

How could he do this?

Hey it's Chloe! Sorry it's been ages but exams have been kicking my ass. This imagine is shit and im sorry i hope I can update soon!