It's Complicated - stydia

10

The light reflecting from his car keys caught my eye.
I turned my head to the side so the light wouldn't bother me anymore, but that didn't help. Nothing helped me now a-days.

I would lay at home for the majority of my day that I didn't have to go to class, and watch some sad movie on Netflix.

The most recent one that I watched was called Keith. But as soon as the best friends liked each other, I gave up. It wasn't until the ending that I finally stopped crying about parts that weren't supposed to be sad.

I shielded my eyes again.

"He's doing it on purpose." Scott said looking at me, noticing me trying to cover my eyes.

"What? Why?"

"You won't talk to him." His words made me very confused.

"But he doesn't care?" I said, more like a question than a statement. He raised his left eyebrow and rolled his eyes looking down to his food.

"Whatever you say."

I shook my head and sighed. They don't know anything Lydia it's okay. I reassured myself. It's not that I care if Stiles told Malia what we did, I would even tell her.

God was it amazing.

Jackson and Aiden were painful. But I listed for them to crave me, and they would fuck me. Hard and to their own pleasurable uses. But Stiles, Stiles made love to me. Stiles asked if I was okay.

"Lydia!" Scott said snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"W-what?" I asked stuttering. He pointed upwards, and my eyes led up the red and black flannel, and up to those golden eyes that I long to see every night before I sleep.

"Lydia I need to talk to you." I shook my head.

"That's alright. You don't have to." I said standing and grabbing my books and the leftover of my sandwich and stuffing it into my bag, knowing I was going to regret that as soon as I did it.

"I have to leave. I gotta go help Par... Somebody." I said walking away.

"Helping who?" Stiles said, but I continued to walk forward.

"A person!" I yelled back to him before jumping into my car and speeding out of the school yard.

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His hands caressed my hips, and over the right side of my chest.

"You taste so good Lydia." He said, sucking on my collar bone, causing my chest to rise and fall quickly.

My hands wandered down the waistline of his pants, but he gripped them both and pinned them over my head.

"Two days baby." He whispered pressing his hips into mine, causing my breathing to shutter.

"What's two days early going to hurt?" I asked, hooking my ankles together behind his waist. He groaned as I moved myself against him.

"Lydia you're killing me." I nodded, and let my fingers sink into his back.

"You like it though." He groaned again and attacked my lips with his as he pressed his hips into mine, making my head bump against the cushioned headboard.

His fingers sunk into my hips, causing me to buck them upwards.

It's so intense with him. I don't know if it our powers blending together, but every time we kiss, it becomes so... Electric. He's so powerful.

He's older yes, but it's only a little bit illegal. I know I'm too smart to be doing this, but when Stiles and I fought this summer I turned to him, I don't know why, Stiles was there for me. We were just arguing, and now it's too late.

"What?" He said stopping.

"What?"

"You just..." He started.

"I just what?" I asked.

"You moaned Stiles' name."

"No."

"Yes, you did." He said sitting up, and putting his shirt on.

"I-I'm sorry..." I whispered, stuttering, grabbing my shirt, and putting it on, not knowing what else to do.

"You love him. Don't you?" I shook my head.

"I don't. At all." He slumped back down onto his bed.

"Lydia, this is the third time." He said looking at his fingers.

"The third time what?" I asked looking at his indecisive facial expressions.

"That you did that. Said his name." My cheeks ignited with embarrassment.

"I-I don't know what to..."

"Say? I know. Lydia I want us." He said turning to me, and grabbing my hands. "So badly. But you want him." He brought my hands to his lips. "Lydia you really want him. I can just tell." He said letting my hands drop.

"No Jordan I don't..."

"For gods sake, you lived with him all summer! And you don't think that all of us were questioning what was going on between you two?" I frowned, and scooted away from him.

"All of us? You mean Scott and Kira and Liam and everyone else?" I said standing and grabbing my purse. "This whole summer, you all were just gossiping about us?" He stood up.

"Well yeah Lydia! I mean me and you had such hot, great times this summer, but we both know you and Stilinski were banging whenever you went home." Excuse me?

"Is that what you think of me? That I'm some banging sex toy?" I said throwing my purse onto the ground.

"Admit it Lydia! You two had sex, didn't you-"

"Yes! We did Jordan! And it was amazing! It was compassionate and loving and it felt so good. And he finished inside of me!" I blurted out, immediately regretting it all.

"Then how aren't you-"

"Yeah I told a white lie. Of course I'm on birth control. Just didn't want the chance of little illegal Jordan and Lydia babies running around the house." He looked astonished.

"Get out." I picked up my purse and smiled.

"Gladly." I said whipping around and running to the front door, to get out of there as fast as possible.

After I pulled out of his driveway, and music was softly playing, was it then that I realized I was crying. Why was I crying?

I wiped the tears from my cheek, and picked my phone up from the console. I scrolled through the list of names before it landed on his, and I pressed call.

After four rings, he picked up.

"Hello?" He said in a groggy voice, because I didn't realize that it was one fifteen in the morning.

"Stiles?" I said into the phone sniffing.

"Lydia?" He said, completely awake by now.

"I need to talk to you."

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I'm back and black

Jk pale af and tired.

Idk I'll update whenever man