CHAPTER 21- STILES

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STILES

"Only one of you can go in, so who's it gonna be?" The nurse, whose name I'd learnt as Bri after many long minutes of pestering, finally gave in.

"Shotty!" I yelped, not bothering to ask the others if they were cool with it. So what, I was selfish.

I ran down the hall to her room with frustration. Every stop and start, thanks to other hallway-goers, that held me longer from my love bubbled anger in my stomach.

With her door in sight, I hurtled towards it, forcing others to move out of my way.

I broke into the room.

Lydia swung her head to me with shock, not expecting a visitor. But when she realised it was me, she rapidly turned her head the other way in protest of my presence.

My heart dropped but I wouldn't let it get me down. I don't care if she didn't speak to me at all ever again, but I needed to be in this room. Just to be near her.

But it couldn't hurt to try and persuade her to talk.

I also owed her an apology.

"Lydia, I'm sorry for bombarding in here. And I'm sorry for snooping around your life and medical history, it definitely isn't my business."

She didn't budge.

"The nurse told me about your unexplained visits and injuries. And I'm worried, but it's not my place to be worried. Would you like for me to call Klaus?"

It killed me to even offer it, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

Lydia remained quiet but I held my ground. I didn't care if my legs went numb and my knees caved in, I would wait right here until she talked. I wouldn't go get food, or water or anything. This was my home for however long it took Lydia to speak to me; even if the words were 'I hate you'.

"Stiles..."

Okay maybe it wouldn't take that long. But I really hope she wasn't going to say she hates me.

"Don't call Klaus."

THANK GAWD

"I-I'm sorry. It is your place and it is your business. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was embarrassed."

With confusion, I made myself comfortable on the chair beside her bed.

"I'd always considered myself this... strong woman and I used to silently judge women in abusive relationships. Why didn't they leave? How could they love someone who did that to them? But I know now it's not easy. I love...loved, Klaus. Despite his actions because I am weak." Her voice cracked and croaked through her speech. Reinforcing the tears streaming down her face.

My bubble of anger swelled inside me at her words. How could she say those things about herself?

"Lydia, you are the strongest woman I've ever met. No body blames you for staying. You were in love, what he did to you is entirely his fault and he is a monster. He deserves to rot in jail. You deserve to love and live and prosper."

Her face was scrunched up in emotional pain.

"I do love."

I stayed quiet, waiting for her to continue.

"Stiles, I love you. I loved Klaus but he was not my soulmate. You are."

Every small part of my heart that had broken off over the past days was now reforming. And overtaking my anger bubble, drowning it in an ocean of passion.

"I never stopped loving you, Lydia Martin."

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