A/N

Listen to the song whilst reading if you feel like crying 😊

*Liam's P.O.V*

As we watched Scott and Peter fighting, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

"Argh!" I fell onto my knees, my hands pressing onto my stomach.

"Liam?" Kira bent down next to me. "Liam, what's wrong"

"It hurts! Why does it hurt!"

Stiles' eyes widened, like he'd figured something out, and he started to speak. "Re-"

"REBECCA!" I heard voices from outside yell. The name seemed to echo in my ears. Scott had just knocked Peter unconscious against a wall and was now turning around, looking alarmed.

"No!" Scott took off running through the church and I immediately followed. When we came outside, everyone was gathered around together.

I pushed my way past people and stopped short when I saw Derek knelt down next to my girlfriend.

"No!" Scott dropped to the ground. He pulled her limp body towards him.

"Scott I-" She seemed breathless.

"Becca?"

"I-"

"Rebecca stay with me!"

"I-I'm s-sorry"

Stiles came running over but stopped short when he saw the two McCall's together on the ground.

I was stood still, my body frozen.

"Rebecca?" Scott's voice was shaking.

"Did you kill Peter?" her voice was barely above a whisper. Scott closed his eyes and shook his head.

"We're gonna get you to hospital, okay" Scott said.

"It's okay" she whispered. "It's too late now"

I choked back a sob. "Liam?" She asked.

I slowly looked up, my whole body trembling. Aware of everyone's eyes on me, I nervously walked towards her. I bent down and she reached for my hand.

"It's okay" she attempted a watery smile.

"I need you" I croaked out. The thought of her leaving me made me start to tear up.

"You'll find someone else" she tried to reassure me but I was having none of it.

"I don't want anyone else. I want you. I love you" A tear slipped from her eye and I wiped it away.

"It's okay to let me go"

"I don't want to let you go!"

"Liam, you are so strong. You can get through this" her voice cracked and another tear tumbled down her face.

"I'm not strong. Not without you"

"You are my first love, Liam. I swore to protect you, my family and my friends. And that's what I've done"

"You are not leaving me" A few tears slipped from my eyes and I furiously wiped them away.

She smiled.

"I'm never leaving you. I'll always be in here-" she lifted my hand up and pressed it against my chest. Over my heart. "I promise"

~

~Flashback~

"So?" Mason grinned at me.

"So, what?"

"Who's that girl you keep staring at?"

I rolled my eyes and closed my locker. "I'm not staring at anyone"

I turned my head as the girl walked past us. Her long curly brown hair was flowing out behind her. She caught my eye and I swore I could see a smile tug at her lips.

Mason raised his eyebrows at me.

"What?" I laughed.

"You should go and talk to her!"

I shook my head. "No way. I'm not good enough for her"

~

"There has to be a way" I said to Scott.

"There is" I heard Derek say. "Bite her"

"It's not too late, is it?" Malia asked.

Derek shook his head. "There's still time"

"Then do it!" I raised my voice at my Apha.

"I-I can't. I can't do this" Scott said looking down at Rebecca's bleeding body.

"There's not much time" I reminded.

"I'll do it myself, if you want me to" Derek said.

"Sc-scott" Rebecca's lips were turning blue from the lack of circulation in her body. "Let me go" she clutched his hand.

"I love you" he said quietly.

"I-I love you too" she said. "All of you" I closed my eyes when I felt tears start to well up in them.

I stood next to Stiles, who put an arm around my shoulder comfortingly. The small gesture surprised me a little as he's always been a little cold towards me. Nonetheless, I appreciated it right now.

Scott took a deep breath, glanced at all of us, and then brought his mouth to Rebecca's arm.

"Scott" she tried to protest but he'd already made up his mind.

~

~Flashback~

"Being a werewolf isn't all bad. I mean, sure it comes with a few downsides but you also get superhuman reflexes and enhanced vision, sound and hearing. That's pretty cool" she shrugged.

"I just can't control it"

"What about your anchor?"

"I still can't find one. I don't know what it could be"

"An anchor is something special to you. It could be anything. A person, an object, a place, a feeling, a phrase. But it has to mean something"

"What would yours be?"

"To be honest, I have no idea. But my mom told Scott something last year and it's always stuck in my head; be your own anchor"

"How can I be my own anchor?"

"You just have to figure it out"

~

His teeth sunk into her skin and she started to scream, her body writhing in pain. I squeezed my eyes shut and turned away, hoping that, if she didn't pull through, this wouldn't be how I remembered my girlfriend's last moments.

I suddenly started to feel a tingling sensation up my arm and into my veins. I cried out and dropped to my knees, clutching my arm. The pain was unbarable, like when Scott bit me. And then it clicked. I was feeling Rebecca's pain. Just like when I felt it in my stomach when we were in the church.

It's like she's in my veins.

In my heart.

Like she promised.

~

~Flashback~

"Noue protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes"

"What does it mean?"

"We protect those who can not protect themselves" she said. "It's Allison's code" she handed me a picture. I recognised Becca and Lydia but there was a girl in the middle with dark brown hair. She must be Allison.

"What was she like?" I asked, still looking at the picture.

Rebecca smiled. "Perfect. Like she was the big sister I've always wanted"

"Scott really loved her, didn't he?"

She nodded. "We all did" Tears started to fill up in her eyes. "I want to be like Allison. I've always admired her. Her courage, her bravery, her determination. She was fearless"

I handed her back the picture and she looked back down at it, a single tear falling down her face.

"I miss her. I know Scott does too. Everyone does. But with everything going on, none of us have even had time to process the fact that she's actually gone" her voice cracked. "And if she was here, I know that she would have kicked every single assassins ass by now" She let out a small laugh. "But it's not just Ally. It's Aiden, it's Erica, it's Boyd and then Isaac and Ethan both left. Every single one of them fought to protect their friends. I just want to make them proud"

"You're one of the bravest people I know, Bex"

"Really?"

I nodded.

"They would be proud"

~

"Liam?" Stiles asked looking at me with a confused expression on his face.

In that split second, the pain stopped and my arm felt numb. I stood up, stumbling slightly, and made my way over to Rebecca.

Scott looked up at me, blood coating his lips. He was crying. Becca's fingers twitched and I grabbed her dainty hand. Her eyelids lifted briefly and she gave me a small smile. She squeezed my hand and relief washed over me. She was going to be okay.

Just as that thought crossed my mind, her grip on my hand loosened and her chest stopped rising. Her breathing stilled and her eyes fully closed.

"Rebecca?" I panicked, hoping this was just some kind of joke. But I couldn't hear her heart. "Rebecca!" I exclaimed frantically

"No, no, no" Scott muttered from next to me.

"Why isn't she breathing!" I said in a panicked voice.

"I killed her" Scott said slowly.

"You're lying! She's not dead! She can't be dead!" My voice started to rise as I got angrier and angrier.

Stiles stared in shock, tears falling down his face.

"She's not dead!" I stood up and started pacing. "She can't be"

Derek reached for my shoulder but I shrugged him off.

I felt like tearing someone apart. It would take the pain away. The sinking feeling that my anchor is gone.

The beautiful girl who I saw in the corridor, laughing with her best friend.

The captivating girl I thought I wasn't good enough for.

The fierce, loyal girl who I promised to protect.

The fearless girl who swore she'd protect her friends.

The girl who I fell hopelessly in love with.

Tears tumbled down my cheeks as I took one last glance at Rebecca McCall.

Her skin was as white as snow but somehow she still looked flawless. Her long, brown curly hair cascaded down past her shoulders. Her eyes were closed but her long, dark, black eyelashes complemented her, now very pale, skin tone.

She looked like an angel.

My angel.

~❤️~

A/N

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