It had been so long. Stiles was gone and when he wasn't, horrible things happened. Losing hope of getting him back was simple, and temptation tugged. But it was impossible.

I loved him too much. Needed him too much. If he wasn't with me... I would go insane. I already felt myself crumbling from the inside and it are me alive.

I walked into town, the lights shimmering in the darkness. The quiet 2 am air filled my lungs as ai took a huge breathe in. I never got to tell him I loved him.

I never got to hold him.

I love him with every bit of my being and he'll never know. I wanted to die. I wanted to curl up and shrivel away.

"Stiles," I whispered. "I miss you." I kept walking past the lights until I hit trees. It was almost pitch black now, only the moon giving me barely enough light to walk. I found the tree.

It was where Stiles and I had met. When I'd gotten lost and he'd been wandering around looking for an inhaler with Scott.

If only I knew what would happen when I accepted the invitation to be their friend... Ugh.

Now I came to this tree and pretended Stiles was there. Really I talked to the tree, which sounds insane, but it was as close as I could get and my active imagination helped me so much. I touched the tree, grazing my hands on the rough bark. I closed my eyes and could feel his soft skin. I'd touched his chest once and the muscles through his well fitted shirt were firm. Which is funny because he looks so puny from afar.

Had it been my imagination? Probably.

"Stiles...." I sighed. "Stiles stiles stiles. Oh, Stiles. You don't know what you do to me. How you make me feel." I smirked. "That was KINKY..." I whispered, smiling teasingly at the tree. But in my mind, I saw Stiles. He was leaning against it and smirking, a playful light in his eyes and his hair tickling his face. Gorgeous.

"Even when you're far away, trying to kill me... I still..." My voice cut off as my throat tightened. My imagined Stiles' smile faded and he leaned off the tree, his arms falling limp at his side.

He rushed at me, pain on his face. He was pained because of me... I'm so sorry, he whispered as he wrapped his arms around me.

In the moment he would have made contact with me the illusion dissipated and the lack of touch burned my skin. I tear fell down my face as I shivered.

"I love you, Stiles," I whispered. "I love you... I see how you look at Lydia. I imagine it's how I look at you. Except more intense. If just a little. I fell so deeply in love with you in such a short amount of time. I don't know. People say that it was a short amount of time-not enough to fall so deeply in love. But I did. I fell for you like a boulder tossed into the sea. I sunk and fell hard, cracking on the sea floor."

I laughed at my analogy. "Cheesy. But true. You broke me, Stiles. Grabbed my heart and smashed it. You pulled me in first, without realizing it. Every touch blazed like fire on my skin. Every look sent a shiver down my spine. And your smile? You don't even want to know what that did to me..." I laughed lightly.

"I dreamed days and nights about the day you would wake up, only to realize that while I dreamt of you waking up to see me loving you-never giving up hope because I loved you so purely-you were doing the same to Lydia. Waiting. Patiently. Because no one else mattered. Only she matters to you. Only she is worth it. And that's what hurts the most."

I wanted to punch the tree as anger roiled inside me. "You love her! You love her like I love you!" I screamed, getting louder, my sobbing making me sound hysteric. "I CAN'T ASK YOU TO JUST ATOP LOVING HER. I UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL!" I kicked the tree. "I GET HOW YOU NEED HER! I FEEL HOW YOU WANT HER! IF I ASK YOU TO LEAVE LYDIA FOR ME, I MIGHT AS WELL ASK MYSELF TO LEAVE YOU." My voice broke. "But... I can't."

I fell to my knees. "I can't get over you, Stiles. I've tried for so long, so hard. But I can't." My shoulders shook as I sobbed, my body weak and barely in my sitting position.

"I will never have you. You'll never be mine... I'm losing my mind, seeing you like this. In pain. Seeing what effect your action have on Lydia. Seeing it destroy you. And don't forget Malia. EVERYONE is in my way." I scoffed, my words bitter. "Malia, Lydia. Throw Scott in too! Am I forgetting someone?" I screamed at the tree, my fists raising in the air and coming down on the ground. I punched the ground, bringing my distance down not o the knuckles but the side, making it look like I was having a temper tantrum.

Great. I screamed, all my frustration fueled oh beating up the ground.

At some point I stopped. I swayed, all my energy and strength drained as my anger left. "I'm sorry, Stiles. I didn't want to burden you anymore than you already are. You have so much to deal with. So much pain. So much worry. All you do, you know, hurts someone. It's not your fault. Never. You're too nice. Too cute."

I smiled to myself. "Allison asked me why I liked you. The day before she-" I cut off again. "Died," I forced out. "The day you killed her." I furrowed my eyebrows. "That's what He says anyway. I don't think you really killed her. It wasn't you. You're too good for that."

I sat on my butt, sliding off my knees and pulling legs in front of me. I sighed, slumping. "I hope nothing attacks me while I'm like this. I'm a mess," I added, a chuckling darkly.

"I just wanted you to know..." I whispered, touching the tree. "I-"

There was a laugh behind me that cut me off. I scrambled to my feet and spun around, wobbly and dizzy as the blood rushed to my head because I stood too fast. I tried to blink the pain away.

There was a boy in front of me. It was... "Stiles?" I asked, happiness boiling inside of me, exploding out of my face and giving me new found energy.

The boy's face twisted. "Once."

It was Void... Great. My smile fell but my energy stayed. Even seeing Stiles-even though it wasn't him-gave me energy.

"What do you want?" I growled.

"You," Void responded. I opened my mouth to reply but nothing came out and after a pause, I closed it. "I want... You." He took slow, pausing steps to me. It was Stile's timid steps but his face was sexy and seductive. I froze, one phrase going through my mind.

He means... Oh.

Suddenly the slowness broke and he ran at me, closing the small distance in a matter of seconds. I lost my breathe as he stopped in front of me. His smell hit me and I almost stepped back in shock. He smelled like Stiles.

"You smell like him," I babbled mindlessly, closing my eyes and looking down. I pained me. This pained me. Physically.

He touched my chin and brought my eyes to look at his. I froze, my body completely unable to move. I got lost in his chocolate brown void of an eye color, sucking me in and keeping me there.

"Stiles," Void said. "He... Finds you so attractive. So... Sexy." Void's voice was low and husky. A cocky smile tickled his lips as his eyes scanned my face, looking down verify to catch a glimpse of my body. Damn. That made my body tingle where his gaze touched my skin, like when a limb falls asleep.

I shivered.

"The control he has over you is... Absolutely amazing..." Void said, stepping closer. He was slow again.

I whimpered. He was about  half a foot away from me now. I swallowed hard.

His hand reached out and trailed a line on my arm. It burned, like magma drawings on my skin. I gasped, my arm twitching away.

Void smiled, enjoying it.

I looked at him, breaking inside. This is the kind of thing I'd yearned for. But it wasn't Stiles. Stiles didn't want this. Void was messing with me and Stoles both.

"Well," I croaked. "Stiles doesn't like me, so this is you. Don't touch me. Don't mess with me. Please. Break a bone, beat me up. Just don't touch me like that... Not with Stiles' face and smell and body and expressions. I can't..." I covered my mouth.

Arms wrapped around me. "Don't cry. I'm here. I'm here..." It was Stiles. I gasped as warmth filled me. Happy warmth. Comforting warmth. I looked up and saw how close he was.

He leaned down...

When he kissed me, I moaned. The instant his lips touched mine my body exploded inside and emotions and pains and confusion and love and lust filled me, beating and throbbing and pulsing. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. Now.

My hands went to his hair and brought him closer as his hands went to my waist and brought me closer too. Oh my gosh... All logic and thought left.

His lips hungrily smashed against mine. I licked his bottom lip, impatient. He opened but slipped his tongue around mine and put it in my mouth. I jumped, surprised. A moan slipped out from him.

He stepped back, slamming me into the tree. I needed air-my lungs burned-but I couldn't pull away. His hands tightened around my waist and he pulled me up, running my back against the tree as he stepped even closer-if that was even possible. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled his lower body to mine aggressively.

He chuckled against me, the vibrations spreading to my jaw and making me smile. He pulled away and we both gasped for air. Immediately he went to my neck, kissing. But when push came to shove, he ended up sucking and blowing, nipping my skin until he found my soft spot.

When he did I groaned surprisingly loud and he chuckled again. I clutched his neck and he kissed me harder. It got more heated and desperate. I realized there was no longer pressure on my back but that was soon lost in the touch of Stiles against me. There was sound, but it was all lost. All of it.

There was pressure against my back again, but it was soft. Silky. A... Bed sheet? In the middle of the woods? What was...?

The thought was lost. There was frustration that I couldn't think while he touched me like this, his lips so desperate on me, hungry on my skin. But that was lost too. As seemed to be everything except the consuming thought that this was real and actually happening.

"(Y/N)," he breathed. It tickled my neck and I breathed heavily, my body groaning when he paused to talk to me.

"What?" I snapped. I forced my voice to soften. "What?"

He chuckled yet again. "Antsy are we?" I still kept my eyes closed, but annoyance was covering my brain.

"What?" I whined.

"Don't whine." I nodded. "(Y/N," he said I again. I opened my eyes. "I want you," he whined.

"Don't whine," I teased. I paused, but the words that came to my mouth fell out anyway. "I want you too..."

"Oh god..." Suddenly he was gone. "No!" I opened my eyes all the way. What the hell?! We were in a room, slightly abandoned, with ripped curtains and dust everywhere. The only clean, in tact thing was the bed where I laid. WE WERE JUST IN THE WOODS!

I looked at Stiles.

No.

Void.

He writhed, tripping on nothing. He fell against the wall opposite where I was and held his head. He looked at me, breathing heavily.

"I WANT YOU!" He screamed.

Fear struck me dumb. I couldn't talk. Couldn't move. I stayed in my cramped position and stared at him, wide eyed.

"STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!" He screamed. I jumped. "Stop being scared of me..." Void grabbed his head again. He was broken, hurt. It was unsettling to see such a powerful being like that break down. Holy mother of....

"I still love you," I whispered.

Void looked at me and for one second, his eyes softened... Stiles!

"Stiles?" I asked hopefully.

Immediately he snapped. Void was back and angrier. He looked.. Heart broken.

"HOW DARE YOU!" He screamed. He looked at a mirror I hadn't seen before, glaring at his reflection. Was he yelling at Stiles???

"FORCE ALL THESE EMOTIONS ON ME! I CAN'T LOVE A HUMAN!" He punched the glass and his head snapped to me. "You are my weakness and must be eliminated."

He ran at me and I screamed.

Everything went black.