"You can't tell Scott." Theo played off the nervous act.
"Why shouldn't I tell him?" Stiles exclaimed. He had every right to tell Scott! Not telling him could cost Stiles his best friend. It could cost him everything.
Theo smirked. "Because I'm not the only one who's killed someone."
Stiles furrowed his eyebrows and grew uneasy. "I've never killed anyone. What do you even-"
Theo cut off the boy in front of him. "Donovan. I know about Donovan."
At the mention of Donovan, Stiles noticeably tensed up. Theo knew that he had Stiles just where he wanted him. If he played his cards right, Theo would be able to tear the McCall pack apart one by one.
"H-how do you know about that?" Stiles' voice shook.
"Doesn't matter." The chimera shrugged. "I know that you don't want Scott to find out about what happened to Donovan. And I know, that you don't want her to find out. About any of this." As he spoke, Theo emphasized 'her'. Stiles would've had to have been dumb to not know who Theo was referring to.
"You stay away from her!" Stiles stepped up to Theo.
"Okay, I won't tell Scott." Theo agreed and Stiles relaxed a bit. "On one condition. You have to break up with Y/N."
Stiles' stomach dropped. "What?"
Theo smiled wickedly. "Break up with Y/N. When you do, make it hurt. Tell her you don't love her anymore. That you're bored with her. Rip her heart out."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because the only thing stronger than your hatred for me is your love for that one girl." Theo smirked and the burning hatred Stiles had for him multiplied by hundreds.
"No, please. Don't make me do this." Stiles begged of him. "I'll do anything, just don't make me hurt her. She'd never forgive me."
"It's either I tell Scott or you hurt Y/N. Take your pick."
Saying that Stiles might have to make the hardest decision of his life was an understatement. Did he want to keep his best friend or the love of his life? Scott or Y/N? Could he even handle losing Y/N? The one girl he's loved since he was just a kid. He's been in love with her for years, did he really want to give that all up? The answer was no. He couldn't give up Y/N. She couldn't know that he killed Donovan, she would see him as a monster.
Stiles spoke up weakly. "I'll do it. I'll break up with... Y/N." As the words left his mouth, he could feel his heartbreak. The imaginary string that connected Y/N and Stiles' hearts shook and sent a pain they could both feel through their bodies.
The next day, Stiles groggily pulled himself out of bed. His mood was down in the dumps all morning. He drove himself to Y/N's house not at all prepared to do what he had to do. When he pulled into the driveway, he turned off the ignition and looked up at her bedroom window. He couldn't see her, but remembered every time he climbed up the roof and knocked on the glass hoping she would be awake to comfort him after he had a particularly terrible nightmare.
He remembered when she would climb out of the window and sneak down to his jeep in the middle of the night so they could just be together. Stiles put his hands on the steering wheel and watched his slender fingers shake. The more her thought of what he was losing, the more he started to feel a dull ache. Every muscle in his body tightened up and his chest seemed to get heavier. He was having a panic attack. Stiles started to think of how he got through his panic attacks. He would think of Y/N and her soothing voice.
even if it's fake || stiles stilinski
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