Something

1. The key

Crying in a spotless room, with a stranger, telling him what I said to nobody. This is where Lydia Martin is. Where is the Lydia that only cared about her boyfriend? The Lydia that only cared about her clothes? It's a relief there isn't a mirror in here so I don't have to look at this Lydia. I hate this Lydia. I do not control my banshee powers, I do not help people with them. I do not have someone to talk to. I do not have friends. Don't get me wrong, I am in Scott's pack and I know I have him, and Kira, who is basically the only person I've been talking to lately. But nothing is like it was before. Without Allison everything turned darker. We don't talk about her because it still hurts but it looks like everyone has moved on, I haven't. Allison Argent was my best friend and I could never replace her, Scott has Kira in Allison's place and Stiles... he is too busy with Malia now. Who do I have? I used to think Stiles was always going to be there for me as well as Allison but once she left, I lost him too. So here I am, telling a stranger that we are broke, that we need to sell the house where I have been forced to throw a party at and people are destroying it. If we don't get the money I'll have to move and I can't leave Beacon Hills. Why haven't I told my friends? They have better things to worry about. The more I thought about it the more I cried, and it wasn't just because of the money, or because I was alone, even though I didn't want to believe it, I felt bad after the way Stiles talked to me that night. We always had this sassiness between us but this was way different. I was going to tell him that I had to sell the house but he just rushed me into throwing the party and I know that he had to take care of Malia but it seems Malia has taken over and now I was just there. Like the weird friend nobody ever talks to.

I don't really remember when but the stranger left and my banshee powers were turned on. I never know how to trigger it and I am always so scared. Hundreds of voices were whispering something to me but I just couldn't understand, faces started to appear on the wall and I swear I was terrified I always am but obviously anyone knew that because it was part of my job to see all these creepy things. I wanted the voices to stop when suddenly I heard a name, I stayed there looking at the wall even though the whispers had disappeared, I had been looking for a key to the code and now that I have it, it doesn't make any sense. I heard Kira coming into the room and she asked me what happened, I didn't have time to answer her properly so I run to the computer and typed the key.

A    L    L    I    S    O    N

And it worked, she was the password and what she unlocked was something way scarier than I ever thought. A death list. We were all on it which means there's someone that wants to kill us all. To kill me.

That night I didn't sleep. Like the past two nights. Not only was I worrying about some psycho trying to kill me but also about Stiles. When he left the lake house he was hugging Malia, one arm around her and whispering to her. He didn't even ask me how I was. Kira told them about the list but no one really asked me. I felt alone. I needed someone. I always thought that that someone was Stiles but I have been naïve, stupid. How was I expecting Stiles to be always by my side knowing how he felt about me? I never saw him as anything more than a friend but lately... lately my heart has been having some problems to talk to him, being alone with him or even seeing him with Malia. That night I cried, like the past two months since Allison left, I cried because I missed her and I cried because if she were here, she would tell me what to do, about Stiles, about the money, about my powers. She would understand me. But she is not here and she won't come back.  I miss you Alli.

I knew I wasn't going to sleep and I knew  we'll have to fight some people the next day but I wasn't scared of that, at least not as scared as I was to see him with Malia again. I knew I wasn't in love, but something weird was happening and I definitely didn't like it.