Scream (Nogitsune)

Chapter 15 - The end

Lydia woke up in the middle of the night. She couldn't fall back asleep and suddenly wasn't able to stay in bed for another second. She got in her car and just drove. It took her about half an hour before she stopped in the parking lot near a park. Lydia got out of the car and walked to the other side of the meadow, where she always sat down and daydreamed. This time it was a nightmare.

There was noone there as it was almost 3AM, so she didn't have to care about her appearance or behavior. She heavily sat down on the ground and pulled her knees to her chest.

Normally she would welcome any company, but this time she needed to think and as she did, she realized there was noone to accompany her anyway. Isaac was gone. Scott didn't remember anything she might need to talk about. Malia was dead. Kira was dead. Stiles wasn't there.

"No." Lydia whispered.

She didn't want to admit to herself that Stiles is gone, it just wasn't an option. She knew that now, all she needed to free him was a werewolf as the Nogitsune didn't have the cure anymore.

It was late, but she decided to try Isaac's phone anyway. No answer, the same as every time they called since he left. She then tried calling Derek, same thing. They didn't even know if he was still alive, but Lydia didn't want to think about anyone else being hurt so she shook this idea out of her head. What she couldn't shake off was what the Nogitsune told her.

"See you soon." She repeated quietly, knowing that it could be anytime. She couldn't pretend that they are going to save Stiles anymore. There was no they, it was only her now. She didn't want to die. She didn't want to kill her best friend either, but knew that he would probably want it. Her Stiles would be scared of death, but he would rather killed himself than let anyone hurt his family and friends. It was time to put an end to both hers and his suffering.

She sat in the park for another hour, most of the time either crying silenty or just staring into nothing. In her mind, she said goodbye to Stiles and prepared everything she would tell him or the Nogitsune if she saw him.

Lydia got back to her car and drove home. She chose the longer route, clearing her head by stepping on the gas, letting her face get beaten by the wind, which felt right at the moment.

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She got home not too long before everyone else would get up. She heard something upstairs. It was probably nothing, but she was already on the edge, so she went to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife she found. As she was going up the stairs, her breathing got faster.

She entered her room and slowly closed the door behind her as if it would protect the rest of her family from everything that would happen in there. She wasn't surprised, but still didn't expect someone to be sitting on her bed. She knew it was him.

Everything she wanted to tell him was gone. She tightened her grip around the massive knife and realized something horrible was about to happen. If he was the one to win this fight, she would be dead and the Nogitsune would probably slaughter her whole family just for the fun of it. If he was the one to get defeated, she would be the one to kill him. It wasn't a bite to take away the evil or some other way to destroy the spirit or a doppelganger and save Stiles, it was a murder. A cold blooded murder of the boy she loved.

Lydia erased these thoughts and took a brave step forward. Now she could see his face clearly, his eyes staring right into her soul. She continued until she stopped right in front of him.

The Nogitsune stood up slowly. They stood there, looking into each other's eyes, not saying anything, until the Nogitsune broke the silence.

"Lydia." He simply let out, caressing her face gently. It felt evil, but calm in some way. All she needed to do was run the blade in her hand through his body, but she wasn't capable of doing that just yet.