Orphic ☞︎ Stydia [1]

Too Good To Be True

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Chapter: Twenty-One (Pilots)

Stiles knew this was taking a huge toll on Lydia, he knew because they live next door and he would climb into almost every night because she was screaming her lungs out at 3am. She was having nightmares of people dying. But it was the way they were dying that was making Stiles nervous.

Those vampires knew Lydia was a banshee and they knew that if someone dies anywhere in her vincinity she will A. Dream of it and banshee scream her head off or B. Go into a fugue state and find the bodies.

She's been doing both.

By Friday Lydia declared that she was not going to sleep anymore, that she was going to drink so much coffee that it would possibly make her sick.

That's how afraid she was of sleeping.

So Stiles did the only thing he thought he could do.

He ran at vampspeed into the middle of the woods and started yelling for Zara. He waited a few seconds before trying again and then he heard some trees rustling. Then Zara dropped from said tree, crouched to the ground with her hand gripping some leaves.

She looks up with a small smile, "You called?"

"Yeah, I came to say to tell your brothers to stop going on killing sprees, I know it's them."

"How exactly do you know it's just them?" She asked

"Because my—" Stiles paused, he almost called Lydia his girlfriend. Holy shit, maybe... it's time to ask her.

"Your girlfriend?" Zara asked crossed her arms sounding slightly bitter.

"She—she's not my girlfriend. Not yet anyway."

"She's the banshee, she gets dreams of who is doing what." She replies

"Yeah, she also said theres also a girl and I figured it was either you or Reagan but you're... less scary than the rest of your family so I called out for you."

She smiles a bit, her cheeks flushing. "Thank you, but um.. yeah it's the boys and Reagan and I don't know if you can tell but I'm the baby of the family so I can't make them do anything. They don't listen to me."

"Well can you fucking try?! I mean fuck, Lydia has been waking up screaming her head off at 3am because she's seeing your siblings brutally murder people and then she goes into fugue states and finds the fucking bodies that they left behind. This isn't fucking funny, tell them to stop!" He lets out a long breath and looks over at Zara who's biting her nail with an anxious look in her eye. "I didn't mean to yell, im sorry."

"No it's, it's fine. You have every right to be angry. They're just trying to use this to get to you and that's exactly what it's doing. Im sorry, i'll try and get through to them the best I can for you Stiles." She explains, sympathy all over her expression.

"Thank you."

She nods, "You should get back to her."

"Yeah, Yeah you're right."

"Bye Stiles." She says before taking off into the woods.