Touch | Lydia Martin

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ

{TW: Suicide attempts, mentions of suicide and death}

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"This is some detective shit-"

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"Go on. Do it, let yourself go." Laura tells the Lynx, who looks over the balcony.

"I don't want too-" Charlotte shakes her head, letting out a small sob.

"But, you do. I promise you do." Laura nods frantically, grabbing the girls shoulder.

"You're lying." Charlotte sniffles, looking back at the older werewolf.

"I only want what's best for you, Arlo. That's what big cousins do." Laura smiles at her comfortingly, rubbing her shoulder with her thumb.

Charlotte looks into Laura's eyes, her head subconsciously nodding a little at Laura's words, the tears calming down.

Stiles and Lydia quickly grab onto Charlotte's arm before she completely falls back, watching as Charlotte looks around frantically, her eyes wide with fear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't- Laura, she..." Charlotte trails as more tears fill her eyes, making Stiles quickly pull her into a hug.

Charlotte tightly wraps her arms around her best friends, tears streaming down her face and sobs spilling out of her mouth as she desperately clings into Stiles' shirt.

"I'm sorry." Charlotte sobs, making Lydia reach out and hold her shoulder, tears filling her own eyes at Charlotte.

Charlotte's eyes open when she feels Lydia, the Lynx smiling the best she can to tell Lydia that she's okay, even though she's the complete opposite.

Lydia looks at Charlotte sadly, glancing at her bracelet that is in fact sitting on her wrist, like it was the whole time.

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"Do you guys hear that?" Lydia asks, freezing in front of a drain before herself and Stiles could take a tired Charlotte to the bus to sleep.

"What?" Stiles asks in confusion, himself and Charlotte turning to face the redhead.

"Lydia?" Charlotte asks in concern, clearing her throat when it cracks.

"Lydia, what do you hear?" Stiles asks as Lydia crouches in front of the drain.

"A crying baby." Lydia replies.

"Water running..." Lydia adds, making Charlotte and Stiles share a look.

"Oh my god!" Lydia yells, her hand going over her mouth.

"Lydia." Charlotte quickly rushes over to her, crouching in front of the redhead.

"She's drowning the baby..." Lydia trails in horror.

"What?" Charlotte and Stiles ask in surprise.

"Someone's drowning!" Lydia cries, grabbing Charlotte's hand and running back to the motel, Stiles quickly following after her.

Lydia subconsciously rushes to Isaac's and Boyd's room, opening the door and running into the bathroom, seeing Boyd drowning himself with a safe on top of him.

Stiles quickly rushes forward, not noticing how Charlotte looks at Boyd with a petrified expression, hoping he isn't dead.

"He's blocked the drain with something, I can't get to it." Stiles shakes his head.