But She's Mine - Allydia vs. Malydia

Chapter 1: Follow Me

A/N: Hi there everyone! Brand new story I'm so excited and nervous! I've made plot for at least 10 chapters so this will be quite a long story. I really like how it seems to be turning out and I wish you will enjoy this story! Please vote and comment so that I'll know if anyones interested in this story. Important note: in this story Malia never existed in Beacon Hills! This story is dedicated to all my lovely supporters thank you so much. I love you all. With love, Arisa. P.S This story contains some Latin so I'll make sure to translate all the words here on authors note so just check them here if you want to: Curatrix = guardian, ambulatis = walkers, Ruinosus = fallen, Aperite portas et duc exercitum = Open the gates and lead the way

"She's mine.
You stay away from her
It's not her time.
'Cause, baby, I'm the one
Who haunts her dreams at night,
Until she's satisfied."

Lydia's POV:

"The angel fallen, wrapped into darkness. Brings pain to all of us, even death to few of us."

I was scrolling through my computer on random page of poems trying to stay focused on something. I had skipped school once again. It had been now weeks since I had last gone there. I couldn't bare the fact how everyone else seemed to be so okay with things. I know it has been 6 months since she died but I can't forget her. I loved her. I fell in love with my bestfriend and it kills me that she's dead now. I need her still. She kept me together and she knew who I really was. Nowadays I'm pretty much nothing. I've become very emotionless though I still have the ability to feel sadness. I've been thinking about ending this all way too many times but everytime I start to think it I hear her voice and see imagines of us together and I always stop in my tracks and break down. She pleads me to keep fighting and try to hold on. She says she wants me to live and move on and that she'll always be with me and follow me everywhere. But I still miss her. I miss my best friend, my crush, my Allison...

My name is Lydia Martin I'm 18 years old and I live at Beacon Hills. I'm a high school student and look like a normal girl on the outside but I'm actually a banshee. My other friends are pretty much just a special as I am. Scott, Isaac, Liam and Derek are werewolves, Kira is a kitsune and Stiles is a human but he is a full member of our pack and we care about the silly boy a lot. I breathed in and out slowly trying to calm down. Allison had been a part of our pack too. She had been a huntress but fighted on our side. I missed the way she sometimes took me wit her to watch her train and she would look so cool and badass and the grin she showed to me everytime her arrow hit its target was just out of this world. I sighed.

"Please come back." I whispered into my pillow and curled into a ball.

Allison's POV:

I watched over her every night. I watched her suffer and turn into this depressed girl who was far from that sassy banshee girl I had fallen in love with. Though my feelings had gone nowhere. If anything they were only stronger now. I hated to see her so sad and I just wanted to go there and hug her and comfort her and f*ck I just felt so helpless. She was slowly slipping into madness because of me. And those suicidal thoughts worried me alot. I wanted her to live and move on and watch her through her life. Not to end it by herself. Though of course I wanted to be with her but not like that. Not because she had killed herself. I watched as she curled into a tiny ball and started to sob. My heart broke and I sended her an imagine of me hugging her once after she had had a fight with her mother. I told her that I was there watching over and heard her whisper: "Please come back."

My name is Allison Argent and I used to be a 18 years old student at Beacon Hills high school. I used to date Scott McCall and Isaac Lahey but my heart always truly belnged to Lydia. My sweet Lydia... I missed her like crazy and immideatly after my death I wanted to be able to see her.