Wake Up//Stydia AU

03. Promise

Two weeks later.

"Ms. Martin!"

"Coming Sir!"

It was Lydia's second week at her internship and things were not going the way she thought they would. Her official title was "Lab Assistant" but in reality she was the cleaning crew and coffee runner.

"Here you go sir, double espresso."

"Station 3 needs to be cleaned."

Lydia kept her fake smiled plastered to her face, "Of course Mr. Johnson."

In the simplest of terms, Mr. Johnson was an ass. Her boss was always barking orders and being extremely rude towards her. He reminded her of a 40 something year old Jackson. It made Lydia cringe. She was supposed to be helping with the experiments and research, not cleaning it up.

All great people started somewhere.

No one pushed Lydia around, but this job was her gateway into the science world.

A small sigh escaped her lips as she cleared away some beakers.

"Ms. Martin!" She was being summoned for the thousandth time today.

It's only temporary.

Lydia plastered another smile , "Coming sir!"

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Today was not a good day to be Stiles Stilinski. He had been roped into working a double shift after his boss bitched him out.  The car he had been working on was worse off than his Jeep, and that was saying something. Stiles had tried telling him there was no real saving it. After a few choice words, his boss decided to give him the closing shift on top of the morning shift Stiles had just busted his ass through.

The boy was tired physically, and mentally. The thing inside his head was especially loud today. Comment after comment about how he was worthless and should just give it up already. By the time Stiles got home, he found himself on the edge of a breakdown. Old habits surfaced, as he had already lost count of how many glasses of whiskey he had that evening. His mind was numb, and that's how he wanted it.

Zeus and him were curled up on the couch. Music moved threw the air from the speakers of his laptop. It was his personal playlist, "DROWN OUT THE WORLD" was its name. A combination of all his favorite songs filed into one place. Listening to music always helped clear his mind. Currently, all Stiles wanted to focus on was his glass of whiskey, and the lyrics.

Halsey was the voice he was currently focusing on.

You can't wake up, this is not a dream

You're part of a machine, you are not a human being

With you face all made up, living on a screen

Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline.

"Okay, too close to home right now." Stiles sat up and switched songs.

"UGH!" By the 1975 started, as he decided to go refill his glass.

"Last one, I swear." Was all he mumbled, watching as the amber liquid filled his cup.

The boy took a swig and tuned into the song.

"Zeus, let me tell ya, this is a great song by an even greater band."

Stiles then began to do a little dance around the kitchen, singing the lyrics loud and proud.