Touch | Lydia Martin

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"Turn your hearing off you eavesdropping prick."

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"Hey, Scott? Arlo?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah, Stiles?" Charlotte asks quietly, leaning her head away from the window.

"You okay?" Stiles asks in concern, noticing how she hasn't spoken much the whole bus ride.

"Yeah, I'm okay... just carry on." Charlotte nods, sending him a small smile before she leans her head back on the window of the bus.

"Hey, Scotty? You still with me?" Stiles asks, making the beta shoot up, successfully making Charlotte and Stiles jump.

"Jesus, you almost gave me a heart attack." Charlotte mutters, letting out a breath.

"Sorry, what- what was the word?" Scott asks tiredly.

"Give me your hand." Charlotte tells the beta.

"No-" Scott starts.

"Give me your hand and let me take your pain. Now." Charlotte demands in a stern tone of voice, clearing her throat a little when she hears it crack.

"You're also in pain." Scott points out.

"Does it look like I care?" Charlotte asks, starting to grow angry that Scott won't let her help him.

"You will care when you figure out that the whole bus can hear you." Stiles tells the Lynx quietly.

The bus suddenly goes over a speed bump, making Scott and Charlotte let out small groans of pain.

"Fuck this shit." Charlotte snaps at herself, turning back around and laying her head back on the window, holding her ribs where a few were broken, along with a healed scratch from her mother.

And even though it's healed, the pain in her side is still pretty much unbearable.

"Just tell us the word." Scott tells his best friend, who continues to look at Charlotte worriedly.

"'Anachronism.'" Stiles sighs.

"Something that exposes out of its normal time." Scott replies.

"Like fish." Charlotte mutters from her space.

"Wanna explain that, Arlo?" Stiles asks, trying to get her to talk more.

"No." Charlotte hums quietly.

"Okay... next word- 'incongruous.'" Stiles nods.

"Can you use that in a sentence?" Scott asks, his eyes drooping a little.

"Yes, I can! It's completely different incongruous that we're sitting on a bus right now to a stupid cross country meet after what just happened. Incongruous." Stiles hums as he rambles.

"Out of place, ridiculous, absurd." Scott lists.

"Absolutely fucking stupid." Charlotte grumbles.

"You want some gummy bears, Arlo?" Stiles asks, about to reach into his pocket.

"No." Charlotte mumbles.

"Chocolate?" Stiles asks, his eyebrows furrowing a little.

"No." The Lynx repeats.

"I'll buy you some Ice Cream when we're there?" Stiles suggests.

"No thanks." Charlotte shakes her head a little.

"Next word, please." Scott speaks up before Stiles could question Charlotte and make her even more upset.

"Okay, Darach." Stiles hums, making Scott and Charlotte turn to him blankly.