It's something about her.

Lost

The room was so small he could barely turn around without hitting his face on an another wall, he blinked and the second his eyes opened, the room seemed to be 3 times bigger, he could hear conversations he had had with people from a few weeks ago, to when he was about 10, there was a blue door on the orher side of the room, he ran towards it but it didn't seem to get closer, if something, the door seemed now ever further away, but he kept runnin what felt like forever until he finally got to the door. He opened it, there was nothing but darkness, despite that he still walked in, the door shut behind him and a memory reflected to the back wall. The day his mom died, but it was like a recording from his point of view "mom?" He whispered, he could hear it echo in the room with no furnuture, his sight got blurry because of the tears that were now filling his eyes, he put his hands on his ears to block out the voices, and shut his eyes. He didn't wanna go through seeing her mom die all over again, but the voices got louder, so that he couldn't block them out "Stop it! Stop it!" He shouted even tho there was no one in the room. Stiles felt like his eardrums were gonna explode because the voices were getting so loud, now it wasn't just the memory of his mothers dead, it was every bad memory he had ever had. He felt blood coming out of his ears, the pain made him shout as hard as he could.

Stiles woke up kicking and shouting, his dad rushed into the room and tried to hold his hands pinned to his chest so he wasn't able to accidentally hurt himself, but he was so scared and in shock he kept yelling for 2 minutes before he stopped. Stiles' whole body was shaking like crazy "Stiles! Calm down! Stiles!" His dad sounded distant, like he was hearing them through a thick glass, but then he remembered Lydia, all those good memories, and that was what pulled him back, he stopped shaking, and all his muscles were now completely relaxed, he let out a deep sigh "I'm fine" even his own words seemed like a whisper that he nearly heard himself. "I-I need to call Lydia, I need to see her, I-" he trailed off trying to find his phone, throwing stuff on the floor looking under every piece of clothing. "Stiles" his dad handed him his own phone to borrow "thanks" Stiles replied calming down a little, a slight smile on his face, he dialed Lydias number and called her "Stiles it's 5am what the hell" she hissed with a sleepy voice "Sorry, I just- I had this nightmare sort of and I- Can we meet up somewhere?" He felt bad for waking her up but he wanted so bad to see her "Okay? Do you wanna come over?" She asked, now sounding quite worried "Yeah...Thanks Lydia" the line went silent and he got up grabbing a light blue hoodie from the side of his bed.

When Stiles got to Lydia's house he texted Lydia instead of knocking on the door for some reason, his heart beat went up as he heard her walking down the stairs, he couldn't help but smile a little as she opened the door, even tho he was still sared and upret by the nightmare"Are you okay?" She asked rubbing her eyes, she had no makeup on, but she was still so beautiful. "To be honest..I don't know" he said as they walked to Lydia's room, Stiles sat on her bed and she sat down next to him, placing her hand on Stiles's shoulder, her hands were ice cold "I saw it all over again, I-I saw her die all over again and there was nothing I could do.." He mumbled rubbing his knuckles together "Oh god, Stiles are you okay?" Lydia asked looking worried "No, I'm not I-" he couldn't finish the sentence as his hands started shaking again "I saw my mom die, my dad wasn't there he was at work and my mom-she told me she loved me and that she was proud of me, but I-I couldn't help her, she was in pain but I was useless..." He wiped the tear from his cheek hoping that Lydia wouldn't notice, but she did "shhhh Stiles you're gonna be okay, everythings okay shhhh" she said wrapping her arms around him "shhh, shhhh" Stiles felt a lot better at that moment.

"Sorry for bothering you with my problems I should just go and let u go back to sleep I'm sorry" Stiles started to walk out the room to the hallway "Stiles wait!" Lydia shouted after him, he turned around stopping "You've always been there for me, just-" a deep sigh escaped her throat "just let me be there for you, please" she took Stiles's hands looking him in the eyes with an innocent smile "okay." He replied as they walked back to her room and sat back on Lydia's bed.

"I'm a banshee, I predict death, I just-I keep finding bodies...I know how useless you feel, I can't help people, I know they're gonna die but there's nothing I can do..." Lydia said still holding Stiles's hands, Stiles rubbed his thumbs against Lydias knuckles with a sad smile on his face.

"I'm sorry Lydia, I know this isn't what a teenagers life should be like but apparently this is all we got..." a little smile spread across Lydias face, she pressed her lips tightly together "Yeah, not really what I expected my life to be like" she said with a depressed laugh "You know what, a day without anything supernatural trying to kill us would be nice" Stiles smiled looking at Lydia "Tell me about it.." She said and turned to look at Stiles. "I probably need to go, we have school tomorrow, we both need to get some sleep" Stiles looked at Lydia for a moment before she answered "Or you could- sleep over...I mean if u want to" she sounded unsure if she should ask that or not

"O-Okay umm, is it okay if I.." Stiles stopped in mid sentence as he awkwardly wrapped his hands around her, they laid down on her bed almost like spooning, stiles could smell the apple shampoo in Lydia's hair, and after only 10 minutes or so, Stiles realized that Lydia was already asleep, he didn't wanna move a muscle, because he didn't wanna wake her up.

He had a nightmare, again. But this time it was different, it wasn't about his mom, it was about his friends, everyone else that was close to him. It was the same big room, but now there were two rooms, the blue one, and a dark red one, he could hear screams and shouting from a distance, and as he got closer to the door, the screams got louder and louder, he opened the door and the screams stopped. As he walked in he started seeing the images in front of him, but they weren't his memories, those moments had never happened, but they felt so unbelievably real it got him confused, all he could see around him was blood, fighting, but all of a sudden he heard a familiar voice shouting from the middle of the blood and fighting "Stiles!" It was Lydia, he could hear her scream as he spun around trying to find her. Now the room disappeared and it seemed like he was in that memory, 4D movie or something, he couldn't possibly explain it even if he wanted to. He turned around and saw Lydia on the ground, bloody. It looked like someone had clawed her face so bad, it was hard to regodnize her, he fell down and tried to find her pulse, but there wasn't one, she was dead.

He snapped out of the dream and jumped up, Lydia wasn't there. He ran downstairs shouting her name over and over again without getting a response, he tried to find here but it seemed like she had just vanished, it was a little over 7 am but it was still dark outside. He stepped on something and felt a stabbing pain in his foot, Stiles had stepped on a broken coffee cup, but he was sure it hadn't been there when he fist got there at 5 am, he was sure of it. He ran to the backyard where the pool was, but Lydia wasn't there either.

He went back inside and sat down on the stairs waiting, not sure about what he was supposed to do. She called out her name a few times before giving up.

His phone buzzed in his left pocked, he picked it up and saw the name "Lydia Martin calling" on his phone, he answered instantly

"Lydia where are you?!" He jumped up and started walking back and forth like he always did when he was talking to someone on the phone

"Stiles, I-I don't know where I am"

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Again a little short chapter, but at least I updated u know..

This chapter was a little different, please comment what u think and pls pls pls vote, it would mean so much to me so thank you if u voted 💗

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