the void - stydia

chapter four

stiles groggily answered his phone. he hadn't been asleep..but he hadn't exactly been awake. he'd been in a state of euphoria, probably from the pills and alcohol.

'stiles? why weren't you at school today?'
'oh. hey Scott. yeah, I didn't feel too good this morning so I took the day off. won't have missed much.'
'are you feeling better now? listen if you still feel rough you don't need to come to violets party tonight, I can go with Isaac instead.'
'no. um, no I'm feeling a lot better now actually Scott. I'll be round to pick you up at 8, don't keep me waiting bro.'
'okay stiles. well, I'll see you later then.'

stiles clicked off the phone call, sighing to himself. he had completely forgotten about that party. oh well, at least it was an excuse to get wasted.
picking up his stuff, he headed back to his jeep. 6pm, great, now he had to get home and get ready, and get to Scott's, all for some stupid party.
he took a deep breath and a long drink of the vodka, popping 2 more pills in his mouth with ease. this ought to keep him awake at this boring party.

Scott heard stiles coming up the stairs, so quickly put on a shirt and opened his door. Scott however was not very good at hiding shock, and so when he saw stiles, white as a sheet, huge purpely red bags under his eyes, and reeking of something he couldn't quite put his finger on, Scott's mouth almost looked like an O.

'dude. why are you staring at me. Scott. I don't swing that way man, last time I checked neither do you.'
'sorry..stiles are you sure your okay, you really do look like crap.'
'wow, thanks Scott, I got all dressed up for nothing then.' stiles winked at his friend to show him he was joking, and looked in Scott's mirror.
damn, he really did look like crap. he looked almost as bad as when the nogitsune possessed him.
'that's because you are crap.'
void was at it again. stiles pushed him out of his thoughts.

'ready to go then Scott?'
'yeah. hey do you think kira's going to come tonight? I kind of feel bad for her because she's new and she's been thrown in the deep end...'
'Scott. everyone's going to be there...Lydia or malia will bring kira.'

Scott and stiles clambered into the jeep, stiles dreading the 15 minute journey. he just really didn't feel like talking, but Scott would assume that something was wrong.

'stiles. stiles. dude you've just driven straight past violets.'
'what? oh. I, um...parking up.'
'dude there was space on her driveway...are you sure your okay? you haven't been yourself lately..' Scott cringed at his poor choice of words, remembering the time when stiles was possessed by the nogitsune.

'yeah, well, if you hadn't noticed Scott, I wasn't myself lately.' stiles couldn't understand why he was so easily bothered by people asking if he was okay.
'sorry. but stiles...the packs here for you bro.'

stiles nodded in response to Scott's answer, his hands shaking as he locked up the jeep and walked towards the front door of violets house. Scott was lively and fun, saying hi to everyone, putting on a brave face despite having lost Allison. stiles however, was jumpy and closed off, avoiding conversation with everyone.
making the excuse of needing the bathroom, stiles rushes upstairs to get away from everyone. thinking about the pills in his pocket, he wonders if they will make the night any more enjoyable.
but his thoughts are cut short when he opens the bathroom door, and finds two people, a boy and a girl, in their late teens most likely. they were hovered over the counter, lines of bluish white powder arranged neatly.
stiles gapes at them, and squeezes the bottle of pills in his hand.

'sorry...I um...' stiles was cut off by the girl, who looked like a cheap version of Lydia...she had dyed red hair, the same kind of clothes, but shorter, she was pretty...but she had a harshness to her face.
'it's alright sunshine. join the party, I see you've brought a gift.'
the girl uncurled stiles' fist, and took the bottle for inspection.
'hmm. this could be fun...I'm hanna.'
stiles gaped at the girl, before stuttering his name in response.
'you are adorable, stiles. this, is Lucas.'
the boy, Lucas, waved slightly at stiles and perched on the edge of the bath tub, zipping up his black leather jacket as he did so.

hanna walked over to the door, locking the three of them inside. she opened stiles pill bottle, and took out three pills, laying them down on the counter. she then took out a bag of the bluish-White powder, and made two more neat lines.
reaching into her bag, she pulled out a bottle, filled with something called absinthe.
looking stiles up and down, she sauntered over and gave him a slight push.
'come on big boy, don't tell me your too good to try something bad every once in a while.'
Lucas proceeded to snort two lines of the mysterious powder, followed by a pill, washed down with a large glug of absinthe.
then Hanna did the same, eyes popping as she snorted up the powder.
Lucas laughed at stiles' nervous face, and comforted him.
'stiles. it's fine. it's not going to harm you, it'll just make things a little more...fun.'

straightening his shoulders, stiles nodded and stooped over the lines. he grabbed the rolled up 10 dollar bill that Hanna and Lucas had used, and quickly snorted the first line.
that wasn't too bad. he could easily do the other. stooping lower, he snorted the second line, and quickly grabbed the pill and bottle of absinthe. shoving the pill in his mouth, he downed two mouthfuls of absinthe, and flashed Hanna and Lucas a grin.
'see, that was fine wasn't it? well done stiles. considering this was your first time, you did that pretty well.'
'thanks Hanna, Lucas. I needed something to get my mind off...things.'
'riiight. I'm gonna give you my number, you seem like you could do with a little fun sometimes.'
Lucas grabbed stiles phone from his pocket and added himself as a contact.

half an hour later, Scott and Lydia had a hushed conversation.
'I can smell something really wrong on stiles. and look at the way he's acting...do you think the nogitsune is back?'
Scott glanced over at stiles, who was sat on his own, drumming his fingers on the table, a bottle in front of him. his absent minded stare scared Scott-it reminded him of the nogitsune stiles.
'Scott, he's not possessed. he's high as a kite. look at his eyes-what your smelling is probably drugs!' Lydia's jaw clenched and she walked over to stiles, picking up his bottle of vodka and taking a long drink.

'hey Lyds whassup.' stiles words weren't slurred, but she could see how dilated his eyes were and he stunk of alcohol.
'stiles. are you high?'
'what? no! Lydia why would you think that?'
'no reason. just wondering. your eyes are just pretty dilated. probably from the drink though.'

walking back over to Scott, she grabbed his arm and took him into another room.

'I don't believe him. he looks off his head. scott, tell me the truth. was stiles lying to me?'
'no. I listened and his heartbeat stayed exactly the same...even sober stiles wouldn't be able to manipulate his heartbeat like that. I think he's just drunk...stiles would never take drugs anyway Lydia, you know that.'
'he's just been acting so strange lately...skipping school, isolating himself from us. I don't know, it just fits. I just have this feeling...'
'I know he feels awkward around us because of the whole nogitsune ordeal...he just needs some time. give it time, Lydia.'

nodding her head, she peeked round the doorway, but stiles was nowhere to be found. sighing, she told Scott she was leaving. this party was sucky anyway.