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Void Stiles when you try you try to talk to him
You knew it was dangerous to talk to him without Scott around but that didn't stop you from doing it anyways. "Stiles?" You called out. You were currently at the high school knowing he was here. You walked into a classroom where you heard whistling, where you found him sitting on a desk. "Hello Y/N." "Stiles?" You asked. You had hope that it was actually him but that hope faded when he spoke again. "Not quite little dove." You tried to run, instantly regretting your decision. He grabbed your hand and yanked you towards him. "He misses you." He said while running his hands over your hip. "And he's sure going to hate this." He pulled out a knife and plunged it into your stomach. You gasped and held your stomach. "Y/N?" You heard Scott call out. "S-Scott." You whispered before falling. Stiles crouched beside you and caressed your face. "Stiles loves you, you know? It sucks you had to find out right before you died. I almost feel bad for tearing you away from him." Your eyes started to close as he aggressively kicked you in the stomach. "Goodbye Y/N."
