Dylan O'Brien Imagines.

New Beta - Part 2

Stiles' POV

It's been about a week since my dad's been in the hospital, and Y/N was only in the hospital for a couple of days. I'm really glad that she's okay, but I'm pissed at myself that I couldn't keep her safe. If only I was stronger, or known that it was going to happen. I don't know why Theo would go after Y/N to hurt me, unless he knows something that I don't. I look over at my dad sleeping in the hospital bed playing with my fingers. The nurses and even Melissa said that he was going to be fine, but I'm just thinking of the negatives. There's a knock on the door that snaps me out of my thoughts. I look up to see Y/N standing there holding a get well balloon and a card. I smile at her slightly thinking of what my dad has always told me about her. He sees her like she's his daughter and always tells me to bring her around more often and everything. I watch her as she ties the balloon to the side of his bed and place the card on the table next to him before sitting on the chair next to mine. I look over at her seeing bruising around the base of her neck. I bring my hand towards her neck and see her flinch a little. I give her a sad look pushing her hair out of the way a bit lightly brushing my fingers over the bruises.

"Did Tracy do this?" I ask her as my eyebrows cinch.

"Y-Yeah. I-I tried to escape your room and she beat me to your door and slammed me against it. I'm surprised her claws didn't penetrate the skin," she says pursing her lips together.

"Y/N I wanna tell you something. I've been thinking about it since both of you got admitted here," I sigh grabbing one of her hands before looking at her, "I've been thinking about getting the bite."

"W-What? Stiles, why?" She looks at me in shock.

"If I was like Scott I could've heard your heartbeat rise like he used to do with Allison. I could've stopped both you and my dad from getting hurt," I say running my hands through my hair, "I'd be a lot stronger to a point where I can protect you, my dad, and all our friends." I say looking over at her.

"Stiles, you're always strong enough for me and I'm sure that your dad would agree with me," I was about to say something when she cut me off, "have you told Scott?"

"No. I don't know if I want to or not," I say shaking my head looking over at my dad for a minute then back at Y/N.

"I think you should. He is your best friend," She says taking my hand in hers, "I can come with you when you tell him if it makes it easier for you."

"You'd do that?" I asked with a surprised look on my face.

"Of course I would. Stiles, you're my best friend. I'll always be by your side," she smiles leaning her head against my shoulder.

I sit back in the seat as our hands are still entwined and I look down at them seeing how perfect they fit together. I hear Y/N's deep breathing meaning she must've fell asleep. I take my phone out of my pocket dialing Scott's number and he picks up on the second ring.

"Stiles? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. Do you think you could meet me and Y/N at the hospital? I need to tell you something."

"Yeah. I'll be there in like 10 minutes."

"Alright. We're in my dad's hospital room."

"Alright." He hangs up the phone and I start thinking of ways to tell him that I want to become like him.

I bounce my leg as I start to get more nervous. God he's going to hate me. I sigh running my hand through my hair as Y/N stirs waking up.