Touch | Lydia Martin

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"Fucking hell, not this again."

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"This better be good, I had to leave Lydia-" Charlotte starts as she walks into the Sheriff's station, seeing a sheepish looking Scott and Stiles.

"What is going on?" Charlotte asks them, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Jackson filed a restraining order against us." Scott sighs.

"Seriously?" Charlotte raises her eyebrows.

"Well, I don't exactly blame him..." Charlotte trails in a mutter.

"Well, not you. Only me and Scott." Stiles adds, making Charlotte make a confused face.

"Why not me?" She asks.

"Well, technically, you weren't there as long as me and Scott were." Stiles answers.

"So, why am I here?" Charlotte asks them.

"Moral support." The two boys reply simultaneously.

"But I suck at moral support." Charlotte huffs.

"Sorry." Scott sends her a smile.

"Oh, and, did you know that the Kanima seeks a master and not a friend?" Stiles asks the Lynx.

"Kinky." Charlotte snickers.

"Arlo-" Stiles starts.

"What? You said it yourself, you're not getting a serious answer out of me." Charlotte argues, making Scott and Stiles send her a look.

"No. I did not know that." Charlotte tells them, rolling her eyes a little at the two boys.

"So serious." She mutters, now making Scott and Stiles roll their eyes.

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"You will not go within fifty feet of Jackson Whittemore, you will not speak to him, not approach him, you will not assault him or harass him physically or psychologically." Sheriff reads out to the two boys, who just stare down at the table.

"But, what about school?" Stiles asks.

"You can attend classes while attempting to maintain a fifty foot distance." Sheriff reads with a sigh.

"How come you haven't gotten one of these?" Melissa asks Charlotte quietly as Stiles continues to talk.

"Because I'm a golden child." Charlotte replies with a smile, making Melissa let out a small laugh.

"Okay, everyone can leave." Sheriff sighs before he turns to Stiles.

"And we're gonna have a little chat." Sheriff glares at his son, who gulps nervously.

"So are we." Melissa nods at Scott with a glare of her own, making the Beta's eyes widen slightly.

"Sometimes, having one dead parent and one absent parent is okay." Charlotte smiles, sending her best friends a thumbs up before she walks out of the office.

"Move." She hears Melissa snaps, making her purse her lips.

"Okay, it's not just this. Although, a restraining order is a new level of low that I thought you wouldn't be reaching..." Melissa trails with a sigh, making Scott look down in guilt.

She jumps when she feels someone walk up behind her, making her turn to see Stiles with a guilty expression on his face.

"Everything on top of it too, the completely bizarre behaviour, the late nights coming home and me having to beg Mr. Harris for you to make up that chemistry test that you missed." Melissa rambles.