If You’re Going Through Hell - Stiles Stilinski Imagine
Summary: You wake up in a train station not knowing exactly how you got there. Everyone seems to be acting like zombies, all but one boy. Someone who seems to keep smiling through it all.
Pairings: Stiles Stilinski x Reader
Warnings: Language. Kissing.
Word Count: 4,750
Damp. It was such an uncomfortable word for you, but even a
more uncomfortable feeling. Soon you realized it was your own sweat, and you
wondered how much of a restless night you had actually had. You blinked your
eyes open, but what you saw before you was not the cool toned bedroom you were
so use to. You saw rust and ugly greens, dark places mixed with blinking
lights, but there was no one. Not a single person in sight. You shot up from
the bench that you were starting to feel the pain from sleeping on. Eyes
frantic but head not moving, there was a pang in your neck and as much as you
wanted to speak or call out, you couldn’t find your voice. Like it had been
taken from you. Licking your dry lips, you picked up on a faint noise behind
you, it was soft breathing, but for some reason you found it quite calming.
Turning slowly you took notice of a brown headed boy who had his back to you,
it sounded like he was sleeping, making part of you not wanting to wake him up.
“Excuse me.” You whispered, realizing how weak your voice was. You were
starting to wonder how long you had been down here, to wonder if anyone had
been looking for you. “Excuse me.” Your voice was louder, causing a halt in the
soft breathing, head lifting to turn and look at you. You shouldn’t have been
so awestruck by the way his soft eyes connected with yours, or how the corner
of his lips twitched up in a slight smile, but you found yourself melting in
your seat, cursing that there was no mirror around you.
“You’re new.” His voice was not what you expected. It was
soft and yet there was a rasp behind it, it kept you clinging to him every
word. “New?” You asked, eyebrows knitted together in confusion. At the
beginning you were wondering how long you had been here, but now, you were
curious about how long he had been there, curious as to how many more people
had been in here and more importantly what had happened to them. He hummed,
nodding in silence as he re-positioned his body, his left leg on the bench so he
could face you a little better. “Every week or so, there is a new person. They
come in sane, talkative and sometimes even fun. Last week, Becca came in. She
was a riot for a while, probably the longest there has been, five days maybe?
But sooner or later, everyone falls into routine.” There was this hint of
sadness in his voice that you just couldn’t shake. There were so many pieces to
this puzzle and yet you couldn’t put them all together. “What routine?” You
questioned, his eyes raising as if you should know the answer already. “You’ll
see, come over here.” He sat back upright, patting the empty spot next to him.
You were quick with your movements, eager to be next to him. What happened next
was probably one of the scariest things you have ever witness before in your
life, so much so that you couldn’t stop your hand from reaching and taking the
strangers, holding it tightly as you watched them pile in.
If you’re goin’ through hell keep on going Don’t slow down if you’re scared don’t show it You might get out before the devil even knows you’re there I’ve been deep down in that darkness I’ve been down to my last match Felt a hundred different demons breathin’ fire down my back And I knew that if I stumbled I’d fall right into the trap That they were layin’ (Song)
If you’re ever feeling down just remember that Misha Collins was an unpopular bullied boy and he self-harmed but now he’s a famous actor who saves lives and helps people and just won a People’s Choice Award for Best Sci-Fi Actor so yes even if you’re going through hell you need I keep going because you never know what the future has in store for you.
I was feeling truly sad (you know, those moments when life seems worthless ) so I checked your art and it made me feel so much better. Thank you so much for doing what you do.
nooo shhh shhh come here *wraps blanket around you*you are amazing *continues wrapping more blankets around you* and WORTH SO MUCH *gives you chocolate* YOU WILL *throws kittens at you* NEVER UNDERSTAND. and yOU WILL GET THROUGH THIS BECAUSE THAT IS WHO YOU ARE AND IT’S WHAT YOU DO.
You know those times
When you feel like there’s a sign there on your back
“I don’t mind if you kick me”
Seems like everybody has
Things go from bad to worse
You think they can’t get worse than that
And then they do