The Wolf Trials

Chapter Eighteen

Lydia stared at Thomas, her expression softening. She turned and looked to Scott, "On second thoughts, I'll take him. He'll see you in class."

Scott stepped aside, allowing Lydia to guide Thomas inside the room. The nurse's office was simply designed, with two coats in front of a window and a medicine cabinet beside the door.

The room was small, due to the addition of a corner desk and a computer, the nurse's office.

The chair in front of the desk was empty. The screen still flickering showed it had recently been used. Lydia dragged him over to the nearest cot, with a gentle push on his shoulders made him sit.

He took a moment to glance out the window, the sun was shining over beacon hills, illuminating the forest that loomed over the borders of the school grounds.

The sound of Lydia's heels snapped him out of his daze. He noticed Lydia held bandages and antiseptic in her head. He grimaced. "Lydia I'm fine there's no need for those." Thomas spoke as she began to tend to the split knuckles on his right hand. The antiseptic burned, causing Thomas to wince.

Lydia showed no remorse as she continued dabbing at his cuts with the antiseptic, before wrapping them in bandages. He mumbled a "Thank you." Before standing up.

Lydia moved to the doorway and leant against it. Her small frame blocking the door. Thomas noticed the fiery red of her hair, which was bathed in the natural sunlight that filtered through the windows. For a moment he forgot all that had happened. He focused on what he was dealing with at the moment.

Thomas sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Lydia you bandaged me up, now let me get to class." She seemed to ignore him talking as she stared at him.

Lydia spoke, her voice was odd. She seemed to be in a trance. "You are not him. You are not Stiles..."