Carousel ↠ Stydia Au

0.8 ↠ but i, feel like i'm glued on tight

Today I'm off work, but I decide to go to Funland anyway. I'm hoping to run into Stiles again. I want to be his friend.

I wait by the carousel because last night, I could tell his favorite ride was the carousel. After waiting for a few hours, walking around and meeting up with some friends, I see him get on the carousel alone. Like I saw him do the first time I saw him here.

I wait by the exit, hoping to run into him. Once the ride ends, he gets off and I run over to him. "Hey Stiles!"

He looks up at me, shocked. And I'm shocked by what I see, a black eye. A gruesome black eye. "H-hey."

"Dude what happened to your face?"

"L-leave me alone," he says to me and starts walking away. Did he just... say that to me? Why doesn't he want me to talk to him? I follow him and grab his arm. "W-what do you w-want from me, Lydia?"

"Nothing. I want to be friends, is that so weird?"

"Leave me alone. I don't want to be your friend. Last night was fun, but we aren't friends. And we aren't going to be friends. Leave me alone," he says, not stumbling on any words or stuttering once, and starts running away from me. I just stand there. This time I don't follow him. I don't understand what I did wrong.

-

For the next three days, I see him ride the carousel alone. I notice that his face is still bruised. I don't dare approach him or try to talk to him. He made it clear that's not what he wants. I just can't think of what I did wrong.

"Hey Lydia." I look behind me and Jordan is standing there with a smirk on his face. Would it be the worst thing in the world if I didn't end things with him? We're just hooking up.

"Do you want to go to my house?" I ask him, smiling at him. He just nods and we start walking to my house.

Once we get there, I yell out to see if my grandma or grandpa was home. I got no response.

"Looks like we're home alone," I say and start kissing Jordan. He kisses me back and I lead him up to my room.

-

why does lydia keep trying to talk to me? she just feels bad for me because every time i see her i have bruises or a cut lip. she doesn't want to be my friend. she is popular, im not. i'm a worthless nerd who ruins everybody's lives. i don't want to ruin hers.

i'm baggage. nobody cares about me. nobody loves me. i've always been alone and that's how it's supposed to be.

as im sitting in my room alone, i hear my phone vibrate.

Unknown number: Hey is this Stiles? It's Scott

what am i supposed to say? why is he even texting me? how did he even get my number?

Me: yeah. How did you get my number?

Scott: I have everyone's number that's on the lacrosse team. What are you doing later? Do you want to go to Funland and hang out again?

Me: can't. Busy

first lydia, now scott? they are popular, why do they want to talk to me? or even hang out with me? i'm supposed to be alone. im a nerd and a mistake and worthless.

i feel another vibration.

Scott: Are you busy tmr?

i just don't reply.

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