Stiles POV
I stoked Lydia's strawberry blonde hair while she looked off into the nothingness. One and while a tear will escape her eyes. Each tear represented a piece of her heart that broke leaving her empty body until no love is in her and she is hallow.
It breaks my heart to see her like this. She was so sweet and innocent. Everybody wanted to see her smile again and laugh. But that Lydia was gone, replaced by the demon called heartbreak. It consumed her and destroyed her. But the worst part is that she can't see his smile anymore or his laugh. He is literally gone. Forever.
I was going to find this Solara girl that has Skylur wrapped around her little finger. Either I kill Skylur or get Solara to change her back somehow. Lydia eyelids fluttered then fell. Pretty sure she fell asleep. I got up from her bed trying not to have much movement so I wouldn't wake sleeping beauty from her sweet slumber. I hope she dreams of Jackson.
I went to her computer and looked up Solara in Seattle, Washington. Quite quickly I found her. Her hair was golden poofy and curly. Her eyes were like cat green eyes and wrinkles covered her face. It said she owned a magic shop. I scrolled more and it showed some more pictures were she looked a bit younger.
"The sacrifices." I whispered under my breathe. I quickly joted the address to her shop on a piece of paper and shoved it into my pocket. I went to Lydia gave her kiss on the forehead and left, I needed to fing Derek. I was gonna bring him with me. He was be my protector.
Once I was out of the house I dialed Derek's number. He picked up after the 3rd ring.
"Hey, you alright?" the deep voice asked.
I laughed. "I'm alright, but I need you to come with me. I'm gonna destroy Skylur."
"How?" he questioned.
"Just trust me. Have Isaac watch Lydia, just in case Skylur decides to go crazy."
"Okay. I'll meet you at your house." he said then hung up.
I quickly ran home to go get my stuff for the trip praying that my dearest daddy wasn't there to greet me with punches and harsh words. I stopped at the front door, my shaky hand gripping the door I turned. I walked inside to my dad passed out on his chair. I sighed a relief and quietly went to my room to back the necessary things for out trip to Seattle.
I got everything back and trudged down the stairs when something hit me in the face and I fell back onto the steps only seeing black everywhere. Am I dead? I felt another hit in my stomach making me lose my breathe. It was still black everywhere. I felt a kick in my side. The pain was extreme.
"Stop" I said so softly like butterfly wings.
I felt like the world hating me and was using all it's strength to make me leave. Every blow made me feel closer to my mother.
One hit- Mom is that you? I can hear you breathing.
Two hit- Mom I can hear you speaking. I love you too mom
Three hit- Mom I can feel you hugging me. I miss you mom.
Four hit - Mom I can feel your kisses on my forehead. I missed those mom.
All the sudden the pain was leaving me. I felt better. The black was leaving. I could see the world again I could smell the acholo in my house. I looked up to see Derek with a scrunched up face. I looked down at my arm. He was taking away my pain. I sent him a weak smile.
I looked over to see my dad knocked out on the floor.
"Dad!" I said weakly.
"Shhhh shhhh you're okay he was hurting you. You're okay you're alright." He said his voice cracking. I nodded not really caring or understanding. He picked me up along with my bag and carried me into his car. We had to go find Solara.
