Little Lost Girl - Malydia

Chapter 8: Think Twice Before You Touch My Girl

A/N: Hi guys here comes chapter eight! I hope you'll enjoy this though I'm not too happy with this chapter. Thank you all for your support Little Lost Girl has almost 300 views and that's amazing! Thanks for all the views, vires and comments! I love to read what you think about my story so thank you for you comments. Special thanks for these four Diggs12, mychemicalrainbows, FangirlsandFandoms and LydiaStilinski-9. And of course to everyone else too. With love, Arisa.

Malia's POV:

My eyes widened in shock as I saw Lydia all bruised up and tears streaming down her face. I rushed to her side and took her into my arms and she immideatly broke down. I just pressed her tightly against my chest and stroke her hair gently. She sobbed into my chest and the sight broke me. Who had done this to her? How could somebody hurt my sweet Lydia? No matter what or who they were going to pay for this.

"Lydia baby who did this?" I asked quietly not wanting to scare her.
"I... E-Erica..." she whispered and looked me fear clear in her eyes.

Anger boiled inside of me like never before. No one. Touches. My. Girl. Especially not that bitch. I've never in my life wanted to leash so bad after her but I took a deep breath and held my self back. Because I couldn't leave Lydia alone. Not now. She needed me.

"Hey it's okay Lyds. She's not gonna hurt you again. I'm here now sssh..." I soothed her.
"No!" she said to my surprise and I looked at her like she had gone mad.
"Wait what?" I said confused.
"I'm not worried about myself. I'm worried about you... She said that if I would tell you she would hurt you..." she said and looked at me worried.
"Oh baby... You don't have to worry about me okay? I've fight alot with her before." I told her comfortingly
"But what if-" she started but I silenced her with my finger.
"No. Just no. Now come on let me help you clean your face. We're taking the rest of the day off." I said her firmly and then helped her up.
"I'm sorry Mali-" she started but I silenced her with a gentle kiss tasting blood on my lips.
"What've we talked about saying sorry?" I said at her with a gentle smile.
"Sor- I mean..." she tried and made me laugh.
"I love you." I said and kissed her bruised cheek.
"I love you too. Thank you Malia" she said and made me smile.

I made her sat on one of the toilet seats and wiped the rest of the blood away. I also checked her bruises and decided to take better care of them at home. It made me feel so helpless to not have been there protecting her. Though I knew it was ridicilous to think like that since I couldn't follow her everywhere. I also felt so mad towards Erica. What was her problem in the first place? We had never done anything wrong to her or her crew. I wiped the last bit of blood from Lydia's lip and covered her black eye to protect it from dirt. I took her arm gently and pulled her for a hug. She nuzzled into my neck and sighed happily making me feel better. We walked out of the bathroom and thankfully the classes were still on so the corridors were empty. We walked hand in hand towards the door and I texted Scott and Stiles about the situation and they answered that they would come with us too since something had happened to Stiles too. We waited for them to come infront of mine and Stiles's cars. After awhile we saw them walking towards us waving and we waved back.

"What happened?" we all asked in unision and laughed.
"Boyd beaten Stiles up while his way onto his next class." Scott told looking mad.
"Oh Stiles..." I said and hugged the boy who smiled sadly at me.
"It's okay though. Scott helped me..." Stiles said and blushed as Scott smiled gently at him.
"What happened to you though?" Scott asked worriedly about Lydia.
"Erica..." she started but couldn't finish.
"Erica beaten her up at the restrooms." I said anger clear in my voice.

Scott and Stiles both pulled Lydia into hug and she closed her eyes looking calm. I smiled at the trio happily. I was so glad the boys had accepted her into our group so well. They parted and we decide to just head home. As we were about to step into our cars we heard a shout from behind us.