In Loving Memory

A Missing Lydia And A Funeral

It's been a week since the whole Peter thing and it's been a crazy one. 

First of all, Allison was with Derek when Chris stormed in, shoved a gun in his face, threatened him, and then walked off. So Derek and Allison each got second phones with different numbers. And Allison had his name on the other phone as 'Debby from Homeroom' so that way if her mom or dad ever found the second phone then she could easily lie about Debby/Derek. She actually had a Debby in her class, and so every time she and Derek are done talking through tests she deletes the texts from everywhere possible. And this way they won't be able to recognize his second number if they did find the second phone because he had a new one... They were a bit paranoid. She also told him about Isaac, Erica and Boyd. 

Allison did get her necklace back after begging Stilinski when he was done with it. And she and Stiles got closer, and had both been spending a lot of time at the hospital in worry for Lydia. 

She guilted her dad into not grounding her like OG Allison had been. Her mom was angry about it, but after a while she gave up on fighting on it, because every time she brought it Allison would start full on blubbering and her dad would then take Allison's side. So... there's that at least. 

She went back to the journals she wrote everything down in and went through everything for the next few months to refresh herself. 

And when she wasn't with Stiles or with or texting to Derek/Debby, Allison was with Isaac. 

Until the night that Lydia went missing. 

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At the moment however Allison was in her room with Derek. 

"How much time do we have?" He asked her. 

"They'll be gone for an hour. Make the most of it." She said, grinning. 

Neither of them waited so much as a second before they started to aggressively make out and fall backwards onto her bed, with him on top of her. 

He ripped her shirt down the middle and started planting kisses all around her neck as she started breathing heavier and heavier. She went to grab for his shirt but her grabbed her hands and pinned them down on either side of her head, causing her to let out a small wimped as tried to touch him, but he just gave a flash of his charming smirk as he continued kissing her neck, leaning more into her as he did. 

But just as he was about to reach for her bra his head snapped up and over to her window. 

"Do the right-side brakes on your dad's SUV squeak a little bit?" He asked her and she nodded slightly. 

"Yeah." She told him. 

"Crap." He said, getting up and she groaned, throwing her torn up shirt at him. 

"Get that out of here." She whispered to him as he went for the window, as she put on sweat pants and Stiles's hoodie. 

She sat down on her bed with a book opened on her bed and she quickly laid down, pretending to be asleep. 

And moments later in barged Victoria, throwing the door open with a bang, causing Allison to jerk up as if she was really just asleep. 

"The hell?" She muttered with a slight yawn, finding the red headed woman at the edge of her bed. 

"If you don't trust me enough to have a lock on my door, the least you can do is knock." Allison said, going to lay back down. 

"Did I interrupt something?" The woman asked her and she rolled her eyes a bit, sitting back up. 

"Just my reading that turned into sleep... My life... My happiness... Will to live..." She listed off as Victoria held up a black dress in a dry cleaning plastic bag thing.