Malia's PoV

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Well it's official, Lydia hates me.

I think she's overreacting slightly considering all I did was say the truth. Maybe they were planning to keep it a secret, I don't know. But I refuse to feel guilty because if I do I will start feeling guilty about everything else.

Lydia hasn't done anything drastic... Yet.... I know she's plotting but for now she just gives me death stares in class, which I can cope with.

But the week has gone past so hopefully she's done with her 'revenge because I told everyone that her and Stiles screwed'. it is Sunday now, so Kira is leaving today.

Stiles comes to pick me up at 10 to drop Kira off at the desert.

He honks his horn outside my house and I grab my jacket and run over to his jeep. Oh god, the only people in the car are Stiles and Lydia. Thank god Lydia has called shotgun so I don't have to sit in the back with her.

"Hey guys," I say awkwardly getting into the car.

"Hi Malia," Stiles doesn't look at me, he never calls me Malia, always Mal. He's not angry, he's just being awkward.

Lydia doesn't say anything, I roll my eyes and do up my seat belt.

Stiles starts the engine and begins driving. I notice Lydia's hand creeping onto Stiles' hand, Stiles takes his hand off the steering wheel and holds onto Lydia's hand on the armrest. Lydia looks at me, to see if I'm watching. She wants to make me jealous and I'm not going to give her that satisfaction.

She takes his hands and rests it on her inner thigh. He grips onto her thigh, I see him smirking in the mirror. He slides his hand further up her thigh, under her skirt.

I feel my stomach churning. Not out of jealousy. Because it's actually fucking disgusting. What the hell is Lydia doing? What the hell is Stiles doing? She looks back and sees my disgusted face, smiling proudly, thinking she has made me jealous.

But to be completely honest I didn't feel jealous at all. I should feel jealous but I really don't care what Stiles does, I broke up with him and I'm happy that he's happy. I do care for him but I don't think I love him. I don't know if I've ever fully loved him. My thoughts are interrupted by Stiles honking his horn. We are at Scott's house. Thank God.

After a slightly less awkward journey, we get to Kira's house and pick her up. Two hours later we get to the desert, where the skin walkers are waiting for Kira.

Kira opens the jeep and walks towards them and the rest of us follow behind her.

We take it in turns to say our goodbyes to her. After Stiles and Lydia go I walk up to her and hug her passionately.

I care for Kira a lot and it sucks I have to let her go like this. "You'll see me again okay?" She says, hugging me back, "in a few months or maybe years, I'll have my powers under control and I'll be able to come back,"

"Well can you hurry the hell up, I don't want to lose you like this," I say, my voice muffled by her shoulder, she laughs and pats my back,

"I'm gonna miss you Mal," she breaks away from our hug and looks over at Scott longingly,

He runs up and embraces her, they hug for a good 20 seconds without saying anything. He whispers some things about how much he misses her and she whispers some back. He kisses her forehead, his arms still wrapped around her.

I am jealous. Oh god why am I getting jealous over Scott? What the hell is going on with me? Scott was just a one night stand, he doesn't see me in that way, he even said himself it was a bad idea. Scott doesn't like me like that, he likes Kira like that. At least that's what I think. I have to find out the truth.

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