Dylan O'Brien Imagines (Book 2)

What The Hell?// Stiles

When the Dread Doctors continued to kill people around you that you loved and respected, you had to do something. You couldn't just stand around and watch as the people you love disappear without you being able to do something.

You were so powerless compared  to them. 

They just pushed you against a wall while they killed her.

You couldn't move. You couldn't talk. There was nothing you could do but stand there and listen to Tracy's screams as they stuck her in the neck with a needle, ending her life.

So, when Scott couldn't do anything, when Stiles couldn't do anything, and when the police couldn't do anything, you got with someone who you knew could do something.

Theo Raeken. 

There was a spot open in his "pack" anyway so why not?

He wanted to check out the school, where the Dread Doctors were last seen, so you followed.

Apparently, Stiles and Scott had the same thought, because they were at the school as well.

You were about to walk in just as they were.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" Stiles asked before looking at Theo. "And what that hell are you doing with him?"

You looked at Theo before looking back at Stiles. "I'm kind of working with him now."

"What?" Stiles chuckles, shock written on his face.

"I just want to help."

"He killed Tracy!"

"No!" you yelled. "He did not kill Tracy! The Dread Doctors killed Tracy, I was there, Stiles. I listened as they killed her. Don't blame Theo because everyone doesn't listen to you!"

"That is not what this is about."

"Then what is this about, Stiles?"

"Because you're mine!" he yells before turning around, rubbing his head. "Ever since 3rd grade, he always takes the people I love away."

"That's bullshit, Stilinski." Theo says.

"No, it's not. And you're not taking her," Stiles says, grabbing your arm. "She's too important to me."

You smile at him, slipping your hand in his.

You couldn't stay mad at him. Theo scoffed and walked off.

Scott followed Theo and you turned around, wrapping your arms around Stiles' neck.

He smiled at you, his arms resting on your hips.

"You were just jealous?" You smiled, looking into his brown eyes.

"No, I was not j-" You cut him off by giving him a look. "Okay, maybe I am a bit jealous."

"Don't worry about him," you smile. "Even though Theo is all kinds of hot, not the point, I like you."

"I can work with that."

He leans forward and pressed his lips against yours. You smiled, pushing your hands into his hair.