Perfect Combinations~ Stydia One Shots

Secrets

"Alright, let's head over to Deaton's now." Scott said, getting onto his bike.
"How are the rest of us getting there?" Malia asked, stepping a little closer to Theo.
Scott looked around.
"Uh...Theo can go in Malias car, Stiles can go in Lydia's," Scott purposely put them together, he could smell their affection getting stronger these past few weeks. His eyes landed on Kira. "And Kira," he smirked. "You're riding with me."
Kira grabbed a helmet and hopped on Scott's bike.
"Wait why are we taking so many separate cars?" Theo questions.
"Well, my cars to small to fit everyone, and I'd rather not put to many people in a car that Malias driving, we're in enough danger as it is." Lydia replied and then walked over to her car.  Stiles dashed in front of her to open the car door for her. Lydia smiled and got in. And off the drove.
(Stiles POV)
We were only driving a few minutes when we got stopped at a red light. Lydia immediately turned to me.
"What's wrong?" She questioned. She wasn't asking from the expression of my worry stricken face or the way I'd been acting, she was asking because she knew I wasn't telling her something.
"Oh, uh nothing."
She looked over at me. The expression on her face showed she clearly didn't believe me.
"Stiles, you and I both know something's wrong. Now you're going to tell me, or I'm going to have to pull over and tickle it out of you. "
"No really I'm fine...wait how'd you know I'm ticklish?"
Lydia looked down.
"Remember in 5th grade we took a trip to that gymnasium for kids, and you got out of the ball pit within the first few minutes because someone pulled you down and tickled you till you cried?"
"Oh god I remember that. I never found be out who grabbed me and OH
MY GOD WAS IT YOU?!"
Lydia shrugged.
"I was testing to see how much tickling a person could handle before they broke down."
I stared at her, horrified.
"I have been scared of ball pits all this time, because of you!"
Lydia laughed.
"I was just curious to see what would happen."
I sighed.
"I can't believe you. "
Lydia pushed in the gas and looked back at me.
"Oh come on. It was like 7 years ago. Stop staring at me like I've killed someone. "
My stomach dropped at that last remark. Lydia eyes were on the road so she didn't happen to see the color drain from my face.
"Yeah, cause it's not like you've killed someone. Or me, I haven't killed someone either. I've never even thought of killing someone. Except Jackson. Maybe Liam once when I first met him, but not anymore. I'd never kill someone. Even if it was an accident. But then again, accidents happen. Things you do to stay I've could kill someone else. Even if you didn't mean to. If if you'd never mean to!"
I blurted. Lydia looked at me, confused.
"Stiles, you're acting like you've killed someone."
I stayed quiet and would not made eye contact.
"Oh my god." Lydia breathed.
"Stiles..."
I looked out the window. Anywhere but Lydia's eyes.
"Stiles...did you kill someone?" She asked slowly and carefully, like she didn't want to scare me.
I started to breath heavy.
"Me? What? That's crazy! I'd never..." I stopped. Her eyes were to heavily set in me to lie.
"I, I uh..."
Lydia pulled over.
"Tell me the truth Stiles."
"I um..."
I looked down.
"I killed Donavon." I whispered.
"You what?"
"I said I killed-"
She cut me off.
"No, I heard you. I just can't believe it."
I wiped a tear from my eye.
"I know. I'm a killer. I can't even look at myself the same. I'm a murderer Lydia! The one thing I thought is never be."
She placed her hand on top of mine.
"You're not a murderer Stiles."
"How would you know?"
Lydia shrugged.
"Cause I know you Stiles. You're not a murderer. It had to be an accident if you were the one would ended up still alive. You'd never purposely kill someone. "
I nodded.
"I didn't mean to. I was trying to get away by climbing, but then the book shelf I was on  fell and a pole went straight through him. But Lydia, I made it fall. I made it kill him."
She smiled to comfort me.
"It's okay Stiles. You didn't mean to, and he was a bad guy anyway. And I don't want to be with the bad guys. I won't tell Scott if you won't tell Malia."
I looked at her.
"Tell Malia what?"
Lydia leaned over and kissed the corner of my mouth.
"That I did that."
I blushed and looked away.
"Actually Lyds, you're wrong."
"About what?"
"I would purposely kill someone. But only if they were trying to hurt you."
Lydia beamed.
"Aw. No ones ever told me they'd kill someone for me. How sweet." She joked.
I laughed.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For listening. For understanding. For knowing something was wrong. It feels good to get that off my chest."
"Hey no problem Stilinski. "
I smiled.
"Can't keep any secrets from you, Can I Martin?"
Lydia grinned.
"Nope." She replied, popping the p.
She turned away and states the car again, but my eyes never left her. Wow, thank God for Lydia Martin.