the void - stydia

chapter six

stiles woke up to see the sun shining through the curtains in the room. sighing deeply, he looked to his left side and smiled when he saw the strawberry blonde curled up next to him.
Lydia Martin loved him...she loved him. he'd been waiting for this moment since the third grade, but now it was here he didn't know what to do.
you don't deserve this.
groaning quietly, stiles' began to breathe faster as he realised that the voice of void wasn't gone.
you killed her best friend, stiles. you killed her boyfriend...she'll never love you, not really.
stiles looked Lydia's face as she slept peacefully, and his heart clenched.
she wouldn't have said it unless it was the truth, would she?
this was going to be one hard journey for stiles...but he'd made a promise to Lydia. he had to keep that promise...he couldn't hurt her anymore than he already had.
stiles hands began to shake and he began sweating profusely.
you've been awake for five minutes and you already have withdrawal symptoms...pathetic. man up, or lose her.
trying to control his breathing, stiles shifted into a more comfortable position, waking Lydia as he did so.

'stiles? hey...how're you feeling?'
'I don't know...happy more than anything. but I'm a little bit scared...haha fancy that. I've literally got a werewolf for a best friend and I'm scared of a little bit of withdrawal.'
'you don't need to be ashamed, stiles. I'm here for you, you know that. anything you need to talk about, anytime you need to talk, I'll be here for you. we promised each other remember?'
'yeah I remember lyds. thankyou.'
'I meant it stiles. everything I said last night...I meant every word.'
'I...so did I. I mean you already knew I loved you...kind of obvious considering I've had the biggest crush ever on you since like third grade...'
'I know...I'm sorry I never acted on it. I was just..scared? I don't know. something just kept telling me 'you can't be like this with stiles! you'll ruin what you already have!' and I was so, so terrified of ruining us that I ignored it all...'
'it's okay. trust me, you're worth the wait.'
'thank you stiles.'
'your welcome lyds.'

half an hour later, and stiles was in the kitchen making toast for himself and Lydia. they hadn't discussed last nights topic further yet, but he knew he'd have to talk about it soon.
and as for telling Scott...
he'd meant it when he said he didn't want Lydia to tell him.
but he wasn't sure wether it was time for him to talk to Scott...after all he was his best friend.
Scott is going to be so disappointed in you stiles. he'll never look at you the same if you tell him.

'shut up!'
'stiles? are you okay? who are you talking to?'
'oh, um, hi lyds...didn't see you there. no one, ahem, it doesn't matter.'
'stiles, be honest with me.'
'I was talking to...to myself. just to really confirm how insane I am...wow. who would've thought, Stiles stilinski, completely batty. coach is going to love this...'
'stiles, you are not insane, I promise you. you've been through a lot...we all have, but you especially...that's going to put a lot of strain on your mind.'
'I guess so. sorry if I scared you all...I didn't mean for things to go so far.'
'I know. we all know...we should have been there for you. I should have been there for you...I'm your anchor...'
'you're here for me now though, aren't you. that's what counts. I'll be okay lyds, I just need some time.'
'I mean it you know. I do love you...I'm sorry it took me so long to realise it.'

stiles smiled to himself and drank in the beauty of the woman in front of him. how could something this amazing have happened after everything? maybe every cloud always did have a silver lining.

'I love you too, Lydia Martin.'

a couple of hours later, and stiles was sat in his kitchen, Lydia's arms wrapped round him. there was a plate of toast on the table and stiles had a glass of water by him, but he couldn't drink or eat. anxiety was crippling him and the only thing keeping him from having a full blown panic attack was feeling the warmth from Lydia's body as she cuddled him.