Lydia was numb.
The now-cold bath water, the soap against her skin, the pruning of her fingertips - it was all a mystery to her. The anaesthesia of sadness had set in and Lydia was lost to the world around her.
Fiery hair browned with the weight of the water, she took a deep breath and slipped under the surface. The ceiling above her became shaky, like fresh air in a heat wave, as Lydia stared through the few inches of water between her eyes and the surface.
Lydia remained there, breath held, staring at nothing at all, until her lungs felt as though they were scorching with the lack of oxygen.
She surfaced, took a deep breath, tried to rid her chest of the painful, burning sensation.
At least she wasn't numb anymore.
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Disconnected [allydia]
FanfictionAllison Argent's sudden death leaves Lydia Martin with a best-friend-shaped hole in her life and an emptiness she's never felt before. Her world has been flipped upside-down and her friends remind her of it with every passing day. With their hunter...
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