Damon POV
It hurt to see him this broken. The crimson puddle did not seem to phase him. Her green eyes are the only thing on his mind.
"W-who did this?" Stiles said gripping to a beer glass.
"Calm down. I know it hurts b-" he dropped on his knees and let the beer glass break against the hard wood floor.
The next thing that we heard would change the both of our life's forever.
"Stiles", Lydia's eyes didn't even flinch, but just the sound of her voice saved him.
Stiles POV
"Hey", I tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. When they did she caressed my cheek.
"Your alright now", she said catching a glimpse of her dress.
"W-what happened?" Her hands began to shake.
"Everyone's okay. Lydia, your okay", she brought her eyes up to mind.
"I'm not. What ever she did to me.... I'm not okay." Lydia's voice trebles with each word.
