The Little Ones

six: makeshift forever family

Two months later..

Nothing had been going right for Stiles since that day. He began weakening so much, sometimes he thought dying was the best option. 

Lydia's POV:

"What do you mean you don't feel good Stiles?" "I mean that I don't feel good, what else can I say?" "Could you elaborate?" Stiles hasn't been feeling that well for the past few weeks, but he begged for us to go out on the usual birthday celebration, this time for me. We made it to the movie theater when he started complaining. 

"Can I please take you home?" I have been begging Stiles to let me take him back all day, but he just refuses. I know he isn't like he used to be anymore. You can see it in him. 

The light that used to shine in those beautiful mocha colored eyes have dulled and the bright smile that he always wore, has now disappeared. Sometimes, I just don't think I'll see that Stiles again. 

It's the end of November and the cold has caused issues. Stiles has been weakening and weakening every day. His immune system isn't as strong as it used to be, so now he gets frequent colds. Call me a worried mother, but I really did not want him to leave his house- especially not for something as stupid as my birthday. 

"I'm fine Lyds. I promise I'll tell you if it's anything important. Now shut up and watch the movie."

And that's exactly what we did. We watched all of the movie before heading home to watch some more movies. It was fun. There were moments today when we would go through with the usual birthday traditions, and I would forget about everything. 

Especially right now.

Lying down in Stiles' arms, watching Star Wars was definitely what we both needed and it was perfect. Now, don't let Stiles know this, but I've never actually been that big of a Star Wars fan. I mainly watched the movies just because it made him happy. 

Sometime last night, Stiles must have left, because I woke up on the floor by myself. There was a note that read:

                                Sorry I had to leave

                               Forgot to take the medication.

                               See you in the morning princess.

                               Happy 18th. 

You know those memories that whenever you think about, you just automatically smile. Like the most random things, like how goofishly Stiles was jumping on my bed yesterday, and how much fun he had throwing snowballs at me. These moments brought a huge grin on my face, until I ended up laughing hysterically by myself. 

That's when Stiles walked in. 

If he wasn't my besets friend, I may have said Awkward as I ran out the room crying, but he was.

My laughter turned into sobs-not the happy sobs either.

He dashed over and hugged me as tight as he could. "He's lost a lot of his lacrosse muscle," I thought to myself. 

"Lydia what's wrong?" he said. 

"What's wrong is that yesterday was one of the happiest days of my life and now I'm sad again because of you and I forgot and I mad that I  forgot that you were sick and I should not have been so happy yesterday, it was not fair of me. I should not be going to school and smiling with Aiden. I should not be sleeping peacefully some nights. I should be with you. I should be with only you."

The sobs became louder as I realized what had just happened. I had just confessed everything to Stiles Stilinski. All of my fears and all of my worries. 

"Lydia I want you to have fun with Aiden. I want you to sleep peacefully. I want you to keep living life how you always do. Yesterday was fun and that's how I want everyday to be for you, even if it  is not with me. You are so smart and so beautiful and you will change the world one day, but I need you to remember that you don't have to be responsible for everything- this is not your fault."

We at in silence for a little bit. It was nice. 

"Hey, I totally forgot to give you your present yesterday!" Stiles screamed.

I loved Stiles' presents- yes I know it's wrong to want presents, but I always wanted Stiles' presents. He always put the most time and thought into them. He walked to his coat and grabbed it out of his pocket as he told me to shut my eyes.

When I opened them, I could not believe what I had seen. 

In front of me, I saw this beautiful silver necklace in the shape of two rooftops touching. In between was a small heart with the number one engraved in the color of my birthstone. 

It was perfect. 

It was beyond perfect.

"I love it! I Love it! I LOVE IT!" I screamed in Stiles' face jumping up and down. He looked so happy and that made me so happy. 

Stiles' POV:

Seeing her happy like that was all I wanted. It was all I needed. 

She asked me to explain the significance of the necklace to her and so I did. 

"Well the rooftops touching are like our rooftops touching. The roofs are what really brought us together. And the number 1 is symbolic of two things. First, it is to show that you are the number one person in my heart. And next, it is to symbolize our uno games, because what else is important?"

"What's the heart for?"

I hadn't really thought of a meaning for the heart, other than love. I kinda included it just as a generic symbol, but now looking at her after all that had happened today and always, I came up with a meaning. 

"It's so that whenever you wear the necklace, I can know that you have me in your heart, but more importantly, you know that I have you in mine."

She teared up and I knew I had to stop it. 

"No more tears for you today missy. Go get ready, I want to take a picture with you."

I loved taking pictures with others. I know the saying, "Live in the moment," but what if I want to freeze a moment? What if I want one moment to stay with me forever?

When she came down, I was breathless-not just because I was sick-but because she was stunning.

I knew she had a date with Aiden soon, but for now she was mine and only mine. 

"You look gorgeous," I told her looking at her strawberry blonde locks flowing onto her emerald dress. "But I have to say, the necklace looks better," I smirked as she playfully punched me. 

We went out into my backyard as I handed the phone to my father. He snapped so many pictures- first normal poses, into funny faces, into hugs, me kissing her cheek, her kissing my cheek, and finally one of all of us-my dad, me, and Lydia. My makeshift forever family. 

"Hey babe. You coming?" 

It was Aiden. 

I guess some beautiful moments have to come to an end, but I won't ever forget them. 

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A/N: Hi guys! It's been forever since I've written. It's very hard for me to write with a schedule- it's not that I am that busy or anything- but I need inspiration. A lot of the times, I take things that happened to me emotionally, and I incorporate them into the story. But, this is the longest chapter I have ever written, at a whopping 1184 words, which probably isn't much, but I am used to shorter chapters. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and please be sure to comment and vote on this story-it means so much to me when you guys do. Thank you for reading!! Have a great rest of your day :) 

ALSO: prepare for tears coming soon..