Warning; short af.

[Season 6A]

Stiles' POV

I sat in a bench, with an old lady beside me. She quietly stare ahead of us, seemingly waiting for something.

"I'm waiting for a train."

The voice slightly startled me as I look at the old woman, seeing she's already looking at me.

I nodded, "Yeah, it's probably runnin' late." I said.

"I'm going to see my grandchildren." she exclaimed, "Who are you to see?"

When the question stumbled iut of her mouth, I hastenly look at the floor as my friends came into my mind.

I hesitantly walked to him, my shoes touching what I could tell a gasoline. I let out a shakily breathe as I open my mouth to speak, "Scott, just listen to me. You're not no one. Scott, you're my bestfriend. Okay, and I need you. Scott, you're my brother."

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"You see Lydia, death doesn't happen to you. It happens to the people around you. To the people left standing at your funeral," I paused as I took a deep breathe. "If you die, I will literally go out of my freakin' mind."

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I huff when Malia pushed my shoulder into the bed, keeping my back against it. She moved her head towards mine but I stopped her, "I haven't brush my teeth yet." I reminded.

She smiled, "I don't care."

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I quickly but softly grasped her face to face me, tears falling from her eyes. I try to calm her down but instead more tears had fallen. I use my thumb to wiped it away as I tell her comforting words.

"Remember I love you." I reminded to her. My eyes stinging at the thought that I would never going to see her again. Never going to hold and kiss her again.

"Don't leave me, Stiles." Y/N pleaded, clutching my hand that was placed in her face.

"They're going to take me, and I can't do anything about it. But you can, try to remember me then you can find me and we'll be happy again." I reassured her but was answered by a sob.

"I-I can't-t. I can't w-without you." She sobbed.

"You can, okay? baby, you can do it. You're the strongest person that I know, okay? just remember me. Just... I love you, baby." I involuntary let out a choked sob as the sadness I try to supress gets unbearable.

She nodded, "I love you too, baby." She placed her hand at the back of my neck as she softly placed her lips on mine, for the last time.

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I shook my head as the thoughts resurfaced. By just imagining single one of the pack not remembering me makes my heart sank, mostly, knowing my girlfriend wouldn't remember and move on.

I sighed, "Uh, no one." I truthfully answered. She frowned, disbelief shining through her eyes.

"I doubt that. A pretty boy like you have atleast someone to see."

I shook my head, "Unless they can't remember me." I weakly murmur. They'll remember me, Y/N will remember me.

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Thank you for reading!
-lys.