TeenWolf Preferences And One Shots

Party with Lydia

Everyone was laughing and dancing and having fun, except me.
I mean i was having fun, but then i started to have a feeling like something bad was going to
happen, and i kept seeing shadows.

After awhile of me looking around to see if some one was hurt or if something happened, i found nothing and shrugged it off thinking nothing of it that i was just paranoid. I went back to the party, and found Lydia leaning against a wall, i walked up to her and leaned next to her on to wall.

"Hey do you like, um do you have a bad feeling." i asked, looking around the room.

"What do you mean bad feeling, are you okay?" she asked, worry in her voice.

"Um y-yea i'm perfectly fine, i was just wondering, don't want anything ruining the
night, you know." i laughed, nervously. she narrowed her eye's at me and grabbed my wrist
dragging me behind her onto the balcony. after closing the door, she slowly walked over to me.

"Nettie, whats going on, and don't lie to me." Lydia said, threateningly.

I looked at the ground, rubbing my right foot around in a circle, making a scratching sound.
As i was making the scratching sound i started to hear whispers all around me, Lydia started
talking thinking i was ignoring her. Suddenly i dropped to the floor and started to carve in to
the ground, with my nails.

"Nettie!, Nettie what are you doing are you even listening to me, NETTIE! NETTIE! LYNNETTE!
LYNNETTE! LOOK AT ME!" Lydia was yelling at me, but her voice started to fade out and
the whispers grew louder and louder every passing second and i continued to drag my nails into
the cement tearing the skin on my finger tips off and scrapping them until they bled.

Then all of the sudden the whispers stopped. I stood up, staring at my hands backing away from
what i was writing down.

"Oh my god." Lydia whispered, starring at what i wrote down then looking at my hands and then
looking at my face, seeing the terror on my face she quickly walked over to me, hugging me
while i cried from the pain and the confusion. After crying for a few minutes, i pulled away from
the hug and read at what i wrote.

να μeε βοηθήσει αυτός είναι που έρχονται

"What does it mean?" Lydia asked me, putting her hand on my shoulder, making me flinch
because i was focusing so much on it.

"I-i don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know."
"I don't know."
"You have to know what it mean's, you wrote it."
"I DON'T KNOW OKAY I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS."

It was silent for a minute, until i sighed turning around and hugging her.
"I'm sorry i just- i'm sorry." I broke the hug turning and walking back inside and went on a search
for the bathroom.

Greek - να με βοηθήσει αυτός είναι που έρχονται

English - help me he's coming