Dear Allison. ~ Allydia

006 - Bow and Arrow pt 2

As Lydia heard the cracking sound of dead leaves from under her sneakers, she held on tight to the metal bow that Chris Argent had just given to her. It was quiet in the woods, she couldn't even hear birds singing. It's like they were all grieving, like they knew that the girl with the brown hair and the brown eyes would never come back to accompany them in the woods. Lydia let out a deep sigh and had gotten to the trees that her and Allison used to practice at. But this time it wasn't Allison holding the bow, it was Lydia. This time Lydia wouldn't be giving Allison advice about how to hold her bow or how to shoot the arrow. She would be trying to follow up her own advice.

She took place in front of the tree where Allison had shot her first arrow in presence of Lydia, she could remember it like it was yesterday. Lydia had no idea from this crazy world of werewolves, werewolf hunters and any other supernatural creature. She had no idea what was going on. Allison had asked her to come with her to the woods, because she wanted to try something. When she was little, Allison had been really good at archery and she wanted to start practicing again. She asked Lydia to help her. Lydia had no idea that Allison was this great at archery and she had no idea that the arrow that her best friend shot would be exploding as soon as it hit the tree. A soft giggle escaped from Lydia's mouth as she remembered the shock on both of their faces as soon as the arrow exploded. It was priceless.

Lydia steadied both her feet in the soft ground that was covered with leaves beneath her. She took an arrow from the quiver and laid it on the bow as Allison had once shown her. That's how far they had come with Lydia's archery lessons, she knew how to hold the bow.

'Well. It's a start,' she mumbled to herself as she straightened her back. 'Take a deep breath and let the air escape your lungs as you let go of the arrow.'

She took a deep breath and pulled the arrow back as she held it in. She tried to aim for the tree that was right in front of her. Trying to focus on this point, forcing all of her will to get that arrow to land on that point. She let go of the string while she let out all of the air she had kept inside. A strange noise startled her as the arrow crashed into the ground, not even close to the tree. It had almost sounded like someone was whispering to her. She looked around, but there was no one. Lydia grabbed another arrow from the quiver and pulled back the string again.

'Come on Lydia. You can do this,' she whispered to herself.

She let go of the bow again and the same sound she had just heared was there again, but this time it seemed closer. It really did sound like someone was whispering to her, but she still couldn't see anyone. The arrow had crashed into the ground, but this time it was closer to the tree she was aiming for. She shook her head while she grabbed another arrow, trying to shake off the feeling of someone watching her or whispering to her. She pursed her lips as she narrowed her eyes to aim for the tree again. Trying her best to focus and to only think about the arrow hitting the tree. She let go of the string again and almost tripped over her own feet as she could hear a woman's voice saying her name, loud and clear. With her eyes widened she looked around.

'Hello? Is anyone there?' she shouted, but there was no one answering.

The cold metal in her hands got her attention, she looked at the string. It reminded her of something. The strings in Stiles' room. When Stiles was missing there were red string inside of his room when she went there with Aiden. She remembered pulling the string and hearing the whispers of people that were telling her where Stiles was. Her finger gently touched the string, she now recognized the voice that was whispering to her.

'Allison.'

She took another arrow from the quiver and pulled back the string. Trying to aim for the tree. She couldn't miss again, she had to hit the target this time. She had to hear the voice again. She took a deep breath as she prepared herself for the voice, she knew it was coming, she was prepared. She closed her eyes for a second and then opened them again, focusing on the tree. As she let all her breath go, she let go of the string. The arrow hit the tree where Lydia was aiming for. But she wasn't expecting the volume of the voice that sounded. The bow dropped to the ground as Lydia had to cover her hears to the loud and shrieking sound of Allison's voice inside of her head. The whisper wasn't a whisper anymore, it was a scream, a cry for help. A loud, shrieking sound that made Lydia fall to her knees on the soil ground. She squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to take the screaming of her best friend in.

'LYDIAAAA!"