Chapter: Four
Lydia bansheed screamed herself away from her much needed nap. She kicked the blankets as her scream got louder in pitch and broke a few glass items in her room. Shw finally managed to calm down, her hand place on her chest as she tried to steady her breathing.
Someone definitely just fucking died.
She tried to remember the nightmare she saw, but then she started to gain a sharp ache behind her eyes and she attempted to massage her temples.
But to no avil.
She reached over to her beside table to her bottle of Tylenol only to realize that the bottle is empty. Figures, she's had so many headaches from nightmares and people possibly going to die recently that it's ridiculous.
She gets up from her bed and slips on her black checkered slip on vans and grabs a turquoise jacket. She grabs her keys since her car is fixed now, and then pulls her phone off of the charger.
"Mom, Dad, Lyla, I'm going to the store!!"
Lydia waited for a response, then she sighed.
"Of course no one is here, or else you wouldve heard me scream like a lunatic." She rolls her eyes and glances at the full moon knowing it fucks with her banshee senses more than any other time.
"Lunatic" she mumbles before making her way out of her room.
She runs down the stairs and walks out the front door of the house, she gets in her car and starts the engine. She drove for a little bit getting lost in her thoughts, and then the drive became longer than she originally planned. The only thing about this was..
Lydia had no idea that she was even driving at this point.
But she did notice when she cane to a complete stop, she pulled up to a public pool that she'd never even been to before so how could she possibly know how to get there?
She squeezed her eyes shut in annoyance as she realized that she had driven through another fucking fugue state..
Yet again.
She took a deep breath before climbing out of her car and slamming the door shut. She hesitated as she walked towards the entrance of the public pool and gasped when she saw what looked like a dead body floating face down in the water.
She ran over and panic was running through her veins as she squatted down and looked closer. "Please dont be dead, please dont be dead." She whispered.
She pulled onto the arm and her panic dissipated.
It was just a cpr float dummy.
She sighed in relief as she stood up, and then... she heard dripping. Like water.. but it wasn't raining and the pool ground wasn't wet, meaning no water could've gotten anywhere.
She slowly turned around and saw something incredibly alarming. There was a dead body sitting up in the lifeguard chair, the neck was slit and the chest was covered in blood, drenched actually. There was a huge puddle of blood next to her as she scanned the scene.
She then felt a scream bubbling in her throat.. and she let it out ferociously.
After she managed to calm down her breathing after what felt like having an hour long panic attack, she dialed 911 and gave them her location and told them details about the body.
And then she called Stiles.
He got there much quicker than the police did. Never underestimate the speed of a vampire when they find out their banshee girlfriend is all alone with a dead body.
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