Attached-Stydia.

chapter 31

Stiles opens his eyes as he wakes up. Something felt wrong. He looked around him seeing it was still dark and it feels like it's 2 AM in the morning. His room was clean from anything. The only things in the whole room was a pillow on his bed, the window and the door. It was really eerie.

Stiles had the feeling to get up. So he did slowly. He walked out his room. The hospital was empty. No one was walking around or staying at the waiting room. Stiles was all alone. The lights were still on too. All he could hear was silence until he heard soft and bare footsteps from a not so far away distance.

He prayed it wasn't a ghost as he slowly turned around. Stiles saw a person in the same clothing as he was wearing. Hospital clothes. She had brown hair up to the chest and slouching. For him, it was a woman then realization hit him. It was familiarity. Suddenly, all he could feel was sadness, joy, shock and confusion all at once.

Stiles started to follow the woman slowly in her own footsteps.

" Mom? " he said under his breath.

But the woman just kept walking until she turned to a corner.

***

Lydia exhales softly as her subconscious prays. Lydia's in her bathroom, the one with the thick walls, downstairs. She's sitting on the toilet.

Lydia closes her eyes as she pulls out the already tested pregnancy test. She murmurs, " Dear God, help me. " before she pulls the result up to her eyes.

She opens her eyes seeing the result in front of her.

Lydia shrieked long and loud.

***

Stiles found himself at the top of the hospital. He's been following her mother up here. Right now, she's standing on the barrier and looking down at the road. This hospital was really tall so they were standing on high heights.

" Mom? Mom, what are you doing? " Stiles spoke with his voice loud. But the woman didn't move a single inch.

" Mom. "
Still no movements.
" Mom! " he raised his voice.

The woman slowly turned around to him. It was really Stiles' mom. Stiles looked at her as a tear rolled down her cheek. Her heels were standing on the tip of the barrier. One step and she would fall off.

" You. " she spoke with her voice full of anger and hate.
" You killed me. " she said making Stiles' heart stop at those awful three words. He didn't know what to reply.
" I'm dead because of you!  " she yelled.
" N-n-no. Mom, I didn't- " Stiles' voice trembled as two more tears fell.
" This is all your fault! "
" Mom, I didn't- " Stiles sniffled.
" Don't call me that! Don't you dare call me that! You're not my son! " she spat.
Stiles was speechless but tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

" You don't belong to me! You don't belong to anyone. You're just a piece of shit in this cruel world waiting to be cleaned up. " She yelled.
Stiles gulped.
" Nobody needs you. " she moved her heel making it closer to the edge.
" Mom, no, don't move! " he took one step as he raised one hand.
" You killed me. You killed me. YOU KILLED ME! " then she took one step falling off the building.

" NO, MOM! " Stiles screamed immediately running to the edge.

" Stiles! Stiles! Wake up! "

He heard a blurry voice in his head before he woke up screaming and seeing the whole city in front of his eyes. He was on the edge. He could feel arms holding him back from falling. His belly was on the tip of the barrier. He was so close to falling. Stiles screamed uncontrollably.

" Stiles, stop it! " it was his dad. The sheriff pulled him off the edge and back to land. Stiles was still screaming and freaking out as the sheriff put him down on the floor. Sheriff Stilinski had his arms wrapped around his son's arms to keep him from wiggling around.