The Gift

Sparking The Flair

I'll be updating every once a week.... so yeah. Thanks to the those of y'all who do read my story by the way, I appreciate it a loooot ^O^ pic of Lydia

Lydia's POV

"Brenda what?" I asked in shock.

"You heard right. I don't know What's been going on with her lately but I'm worried that it might be something serious." Stiles spoke, he sounded nervous and his hands kept twitching as if he were listening to a song.

"Mm. So were going over to-" my head started to throb and I heard someone call my name. I turned around to see no one behind me.

"Lydia?" I turned back around to see Stiles with a confused expression.

"What?" I said, annoyed that he interrupted me.

"Oh Nothing I was just gonna ask if you were okay but whatever," he turned his head away from me and raised his eyebrows dramatically.

"No, it's just. I heard someone call for me." I whispered more to myself, but stiles still heard me.

"I didn't hear anyone call for you." He furrowed his eyebrows and opened his car door for me.

"Where's Scott?"

"Oh, uh he went on that thing he saved up for all year,"  he said angrily as he walked over to the drivers side.

He got in and continued talking.

"Waste of money if you ask me. Which no one ever does." he mumbled.

He started the engine to his Jeep and off we went to Brenda's House.

A few minutes later I heard my cell phone ring.

It was Scott.

"Hel-"

"Lydia! Oh my God! It's Brenda!"

I don't know what happened but my head started to hurt like there was no tomorrow.

"Ahh, God!" my phone slipped from my hands as they were now holding my head.

"Lydia. Lydia, What's wrong!?"

I mumbled some nonsense as I felt something warm drip onto my leg.

"Lydia. Lydia. Lydia. Lydia. LYDIAAA!"

"I'm listening!" I yelled back, anger dripping off of each word.

"What? I didn't say anything!" He said, sounding scared now.

"Stop the car!" I managed to choke out.

I didn't care who'd called me at the time, my head just really hurt. It was probably just the headache messing with me anyways.

If i thought my head hurt then well I was so wrong. The screech of tires is what really did it for me now. I screamed and cried in pain as my ears and nose bled out. He took my phone and talked to Scott who stayed on the line the whole time.

"I'm going to get you to the hospi-"

"No! I'm fine just get to Brenda's Stiles!" I weakly cried out.

"You're not fine-"

"Stiles I swear to God if you don't start driving again I will hurt you in so many ways!" He looked at me with a pained expression.

He was sweating real bad and looked like he was about to cry. His eyes moved around at a fast pace as he decided what to do while my bleeding calmed down.

He handed me some tissues and drove out of the side of the rode, heading towards Brenda's home.

My headache, or whatever it was, had stopped and so had the bleeding.

"Lydia?" His voice startled me and I jerked my head up to look at him.

"Stiles." I smiled, letting him know I was fine.

"What in the hell was that?" he said with a shaky voice.

"Nothing some pills can't take care of."

"No I mean, when you yelled at me, I wasn't saying anything." His face looked worn out, I felt bad for him. As if his social anxiety and panic attacks weren't enough, he had to worry about us.

"It, was, Nothing." I turned to look out of the window.

I knew it hadn't been Stiles voice that i heard but who else could've it been?

We arrived at her House, my thoughts being dragged behind my head as we got out of the Jeep.

We barely made it onto the porch when Scott came out of the House carrying Brenda. Sweat dripped off his brow, he was breathing heavily.

"What the hell happened?" I asked sternly.

Scott put Brenda on the ground gently and kneeled down beside her. He looked up at me with wide eyes.

"Scott, Why does she look like she's not breathing?!" Stiles asked with a shaky voice.

"Because she isn't."

Authors Note:

Oh shit!