'I'm such a bitch. It's like when he was with her, I start to feel something more. I mean, it's not like I didn't feel it before, of course I did, but I always told myself not to get attached or else something or someone will take it away. At least that's what my mom told me to do, cause of my dad. I don't even deserve him especially after what I did. I didn't even give him the time of day. I need to call Kira.'
I was trying to figure things out, but whenever I start thinking about everything else, Stiles came right back in, ruining my thoughts with the image of his honey brown eyes, which are adorable. I picked up the phone to call Allison, only hearing her voicemail. "Ugh!" I groaned in annoyance and flopped on my bed. I was contemplating on calling Scott or just giving up. Then my phone started ringing but I seriously don't feel like answering. "Oh my freaking god!" I threw my phone at my carpeted floor, which caused a crack somehow.
"Oops." I layed back down on my bed. It was quiet and I actually started to doze of but then I heard a rapid knocking on the front door. "It's freaking 10 pm?!" I got up and ran down stairs. Why is someone knocking on the freaking door at 10 pm? I opened the front door but there was no one there.
What the hell. I grabbed a bat out of the downstairs closet.
I hope it's not some supernatural creature or a creep, cause I am not prepared for this. I went to my room and then saw someone coming through the window. "Aaaaahhhhh!" I screamed and then ran over to the stranger and began to hit them. "Lyds it's me!" the person screamed. "Stiles?" I asked still in fighting position. "Yeah!" He revealed his face which he was covering with his hands.
"What the hell are you doing, you scared the shit out of me!" I slapped him on the arm repeatedly. "Ow! You weren't answering your phone?" I looked down to the floor where my phone was lying. "I thought you like, died or something, so I came to make sure you were okay."
I looked down. "Hey, you still care." I said sounding ruder than I intended. "What are you talking about, I've always cared. Lydia, what do you mean." I looked at him and turned around. "Nevermind, forget it." I sat down on my bed. "No I'm not going to forget it Lyds, okay just tell me what's wrong."
Stiles wasn't going to leave me alone so I decided this is it, this is when everything messes up and I know that I got too attached. "Lately all you ever do, is suck face with Malia like right in front of me, and you can't even talk to me for one second, let alone help me with my problems. I know that I sound like a total bitch right now."
I stopped talking and just sat there looking at him trying to say something that wouldn't ruin this. Stiles just sat there staring back at me. "Maybe you should just go." I said not looking at him, avoiding eye contact at this point.
"Why can't you just be happy for me. I finally have someone that likes me and you jus-" I cut him off. "It's not the fact that I don't want to be happy for you it's cause I can't!" Stiles looked upset and took a step closer to me. "I still care about you Lydia! I wouldn't let anything happen to you, don't you know that?! Why can't you just be happy for me."
I shook my head and looked down. I love him, I love him so much but I couldn't get in the way of him and Malia. I just can't. "Because I love you." I looked up at him and waited for him to say something but he just stood there looking at me. He walked up to me and kissed me. And then I felt it, the same feeling I felt when I kissed him for the first time, it was that feeling.
I hesitantly pulled away and looked up at him. "I love you Lydia. Malia doesn't even compare to you, no one does. Just...don't ever forget that."
