Everything seemed different now. It seemed like the teenagers weren't done with the supernatural just yet and it slowly started affecting them but even in those dark moments, they could still find some light in each others. They still had each other...
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" You want me to do what?" Lydia said dropping her bag on the floor as she entered Y/n's room.
" Help me try and find a way to communicate with the girl i've been seeing." Y/n said to her as she walked around her room grabbing every single book she could find.
" I thought you said I was helping you with homework." Lydia said to her in disbelief as she sat down on her bed.
" You are also doing that but for now, please help me with this." Y/n said to her forcing a smile on her face as she dropped her books on the floor causing a big thud to be heard.
"I thought Allison was helping you." Lydia said grabbing a book from the floor scrunching her eyes at it.
" Allison is not answering her phone." Y/n said taking a seat on her floor.
" Okay, but why me?"Lydia said to her rolling over her stomach to face her.
" Scott is with Kira. Isaac is also probably with Allison and well Stiles, he would end up distracting me. So i thought you would be able to help me out of everyone." She said to her reaching out for a book in front of her.
" How?" Lydia asked her confused.
"You're a banshee. The woman surrounded by death." She said to her shrugging her shoulders at her. " You, out of everyone would be able to help me since you've seen dead people before."
" I haven't seen dead people." Lydia corrected her.
Letting out a groan, Y/n glared at her. " You get what I mean. You at least won't get weirded out if a dead spirit appeared out of nowhere."
Hearing a knock on her door, the two looked up to find Alan peaking his head before revealing himself. Nodding his head towards Lydia, she raised her hand giving him a small wave.
" Staying in again?" He asked towards Y/n.
Nodding her head, Y/n smiled at him. " Yeah. I don't think we might be going out tonight."
" Well I'm heading to work but I'll try to come back early so we can at least do something for your birthday. Maybe a cake or something." Alan had always tried Y/n to celebrate her birthday. He would bake her a cake and even get her gifts but for some reason, Y/n just never showed any interest in doing anything.
" You don't have to but thanks." Y/n said to him giving him a smile. She appreciated how he always tried to make her feel better. At least she wasn't spending it alone.
Watching him walk away, Y/n looked down back at the book on her lap, swiping each page trying to find something that could help her.
" You know...there's a party at Derek's house." Lydia said glancing at her.
" I'm not going to a party." Y/n immediately said to her rejecting her offer.
" So what? You're gonna stay here, locked inside your bedroom on your birthday?" Lydia said to her slamming the book closed.
