|| Teen Wolf Alternate Universe [Stydia] ||
She's somewhere in between wanting him back and never wanting to see a glimpse of his face ever again
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Flashback; 4 years ago
I could feel the mud sticking to my shoes as I walked. It's what I have been doing for the past 4 days, walking that path that I know by heart now. It was raining and I was so cold but nevertheless I kept going. The coldness I was literally feeling couldn't compare to the coldness I felt in my heart. I was seeking his company. I was seeking his warmth. Things I know I'll forever seek but never reach.
When I was first told my dad has lost his battle, I went numb.
In some ways I see my heart as a puzzle, everyone in my life has a piece and I always believed that any piece could be replaced by someone new in my life but not the one my dad took with him. His piece will never return and it'll never be replaced. My heart will forever stay incomplete without it, without him.
Tears streamed down my face as I sat close to his grave. I was hoping that any second I would wake up and realize that it was all a nightmare. I still couldn't process that this is my life now. My life without hearing his voice, feeling his touch and basking into his warmth and comfort.
I was deep in thought when I sensed that someone sat beside me. I quickly wiped my tears and turned my face to find it's Stiles.
"What are you doing here?" My voice was quivering due to how cold it was.
"I knew you'd be here so I brought you a jacket." He said as he covered me with his jacket.
"How?" I was surprised that he showed up.
"Your mom called me and asked if I know where you're and I figured you'd be here."
I nodded and wiped away a tear. No words were able to leave my mouth as I tried to control my tears. I hated the idea of crying in front of others.
"Let it out, Lydia." He said soothingly. "You don't have to keep it together with me."
"You don't have to fake anything with me." He reassured.
I broke down after hearing his words. A tear after another made it down my face as I bowed my head down on my knees. "I still can't believe he's gone, Stiles." I sobbed as I shook my head repeatedly.
He said nothing as he hugged me close to him. That's exactly what I needed. Someone to listen to me. I didn't need any pity nor sympathy. I didn't need someone to blabber some bullshit to me, thinking it'd make me feel better.
