Stiles POV
Derek leaped out of my window, leaving me speechless.
"Ugh!" I yell frustrated at myself.
I should've stopped him. He probably regrets it. Shit!
I pull out my phone and dial Derek back up.
"What Stiles?" Derek asks softly.
"Why did you leave? Did you regret it?" I ask sadly.
"I don't know, I mean I don't think so." He says.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Did you regret it or not?" I scream into the phone.
"Stiles." He says softly.
"What! You wanna just leave again? It was a mistake, I know that now." I was about to hangup.
Just then a person puts their arm around throat choking me. He was wearing all black but had a tattoo on his wrist. Two arrows crossing each other.
He was probably a hunter. But I haven't done anything. I haven't hurt any innocents.
"Ah! He-hel-help Derek!" My eyes sight goes black on the edges and everything gets disoriented.
"Stiles! What's going on! Talk to me Stiles! Talk to me! I'm coming over now!" I fall to the ground. The man doesn't take me. He leaves me on the floor. He had injected something into my throat.
Probably poison. At least it felt like that. The burning sensation in my neck hurt so bad I wanted it to stop.
If he was trying to kill me, why make it so painful? I'm still a child.
I couldn't breathe. At all. I was gasping for air but nothing worked. I was going to die.
I regretted yelling at Derek. I liked him and note my last words to him would be yelling. He would think I died hating him.
"D-Derek I lo-lo-lov-" my voice cuts off and my head slams against the ground.
"Stiles! Hang in there. Hang in there Stiles. This is all my fault. My fault I left you. Stiles I don't regret it. I really don't. I lo-" the phone cuts off. The dial is the last thing I hear before everything goes dark.
...
"Stiles? Hey baby." A soft voice says. My mother.
"Mom? Does this mean I'm dead? Am I dead mommy? " I sob. I was happy to see her.
"No sweetie, you have way too much more to do. I love you baby, but now isn't your time. You have so much more. I love you so much. Never forget." She wraps her arms around me in a great embrace.
"What if I don't want to go back? " I ask looking up into her beautiful eyes.
"Baby, you don't wanna stay. You have your friends, dad, and a special someone." Mom smiles at me.
"You know about..." I trail off.
"I know you're gay. I love you just the same Stiles. Plus Derek seems nice, atleast around you. " Mom laughs and so do I.
"How would you know all of this? " mom places a hand on my cheek.
"I will always look after you. I'm never gonna leave you. Do you know where we are? " She looks around expectedly.
"Ya. Our favorite spot to go. The lake. " I sigh in happiness.
"I brought you here to show you, no matter how hard it gets, there will always be something beautiful. I took you here when I was sick. I told you that. " She walks over to the bench we use to always sit on.
"I remeber. But what's supposed to be beautiful? " I look back up to her.
"Love. "
"Stiles! Stiles! Please wake up! Please we need you. I need you. " Derek whispered the last part.
"Derek. " I gasp sitting straight up, making him jump.
"My god, you were dead Stiles. You were dead." Derek was crying.
"I'm not though. Not anymore. I saw my mom. She helped me back. " Derek gave me a confused look.
"How?"
"I don't know. But she made me realize that I can't let things pass me by in life, no matter how small or big. She reminded me how important love was. Derek I love you." I don't let him respond, I just kiss him.