Replaced By Her (Stydia)

Chapter 1

A/N: Jeff said season 4 starts about two months after 3b ended. This chapter is supposed to be right before 4x01. I changed a few of the details. Don't read if you don't want season 4 spoilers.

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I grabbed my food and turned to the tables throughout the lunchroom. Everybody was sitting with their friends. My gaze flitted between the different tables until it settled on one. Scott, Kira, and Stiles were in a deep conversation about something I could't hear. There was a seat left so I started making my way over. Stiles looked up when I was about a table away. I thought he was finally going to says something to me since he was looking me dead in the eye, but instead he called over Malia and dove back into the conversation as if he hadn't seen me. I felt the tears well up as I put my tray down on a random table and walked out of the lunchroom. I held back the tears until I was in the stands of the deserted lacrosse field. I sat down, pulled my knees up and let my head rest on them. The tears started again. I didn't bother trying to stop them. What's the point. It's not like anyone is going to notice. Who would notice poor Lydia Martin crying.

"They're idiots." I jumped at the sudden voice. I looked up and saw Danny down the row. "I don't know what happened, but they're idiots." I laughed through the tears. "I'm guessing you could really use a friend right about now."

"You have no idea." I laughed softly, patting the bench next to me.

"Is it Allison and Aiden?" Danny asked quietly as he sat down.

"Allison, Aiden, Jackson, basically everything." I said looking down at my hands.

"Well, I can't say I know what you're going through, but I'm here to listen." He told me as he held my hand. "About anything at anytime."

"Have you talked to Jackson or Ethan recently?" I asked trying to the focus off me a bit, but not wanting Danny to leave.

"Jackson and I talked a couple nights ago. He said it's been hard adjusting to life in London. I haven't talked to Ethan since shortly after he left Beacon Hills. He told me he probably wouldn't be able to stay in contact because he'd be on the run from all the enemies he and Aiden made."

I leaned against Danny in silence. "I'm so sorry you've lost so much." I whispered. I knew that everything he'd lost was in some way related to all the supernatural happenings in Beacon Hills that he didn't know about.

"It's alright. I mean, there's nothing you could've done." He said in a lighthearted tone.

It sent a pang of guilt through me. "No. I couldn't do anything." I mumbled. I closed my eyes and thought about everything since I got attack on the lacrosse field in front of me. There was never anything I could do to stop it all from happening.

"Lydia?" I looked up at Danny. "What happened with Allison? And Aiden?" He asked quietly.

"Allison died in a car-jacking gone wrong. She was stabbed and she died in Scotts arms." I said robotically, remembering the story Argent made us tell whenever we were asked.

"Were you there?" Danny asked looking concerned.

"No. Stiles had gotten sick so I was with him." I decided to go with a partial truth rather than lying to the one person who's talked to me in the last two months.

"What about Aiden? What happened? Were you there?"

"I'm not sure. We were in the school and I had gotten a really bad feeling so I ran outside and saw Ethan crying over Aidens body." I felt oddly numb as I finally talked to someone about what happened. Even if I was mostly telling partial truths.