❝The end is unknown but I think I'm ready as long as you're with me❞ It all began when Jackson stood her up for a date. ( extended summary inside ) ( short story )

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Living in her comfortable apartment in the glorious Manhattan, Lydia Martin devotes all her time either at work or devouring novels. Her enticing but inconsiderate boyfriend, Jackson Whittemore, she undeniably settles for. Lydia never rethinks about wanting more, until a charming dark haired boy named Stiles moves into the flat across from her.

Lydia Martin and Stiles Stilinski have always had some kind of connection, unspoken of course. But Lydia never loved Stiles the way he loved her. Or did she? A/N Thanks for taking the time to read this. It means so much to me. Also, I absolutely love Malia but she's the antagonist of this story. ❤

A Sequel to "Antidepressant | A Stydia AU" ~~~~~ The Guy with Sleeping Pills "Hey Lydia. I know you hate me, and I know you can never forgive me after what I've done. I'm not searching for any pity once I say what I need to say, I just need to breathe. I haven't slept, and my doses of Sleeping Pills have increased. I just want to hear your voice, know every ounces of words you used, and what you did today; maybe that will help me sleep again. Every time I close my eyes, the image of you pops up in that reoccurring nightmare. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you." Sent 2:37am Read 7:48am "Goodbye Lydia." Read 7:52am ©Copyright 2016 by thecastaways ~~~~~ "I've been literally waiting a long time for this story to continue!!!" ~@lauwenmendoza "ITS LITERALLY 1AM AND I SCREAMED BC I GOT THE NOTIFICATION AND MY BROTHER WAS LIKE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SCREAMING ABOUT" ~@blxssxms

The Girl with Antidepressants "Allison. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean anything I said. I just wanted to protect you. I didn't want you to get hurt, just like me. I've accepted the fact that not all guys are like Jackson. And if Isaac makes you happy, then I'm happy for you. I love you so much. Sorry. Please forgive me. Talk to me when you're ready." Sent 12:37am Read 12:42 am. - 1:42 am, March 18, 2012. "Hello. Is this Lydia Martin?" "Yes. Who is this?" "This is Mr. Mendoza, of Beacon Hills Hospital. I'm sorry to say this but, Ms. Allison Argent is dead." ©Copyright 2015 by thecastaways Ranked #227 in Fanfiction 2015 ~~~~~ Created: January 2015 Ended: November 28, 2015

(SOON TO BE DELETING) Stiles Stilinski. Depressed. Lonely. Tormented by his own mind. Torn up and blaming himself for the death of his best friend, Scott McCall. Lydia Martin. Suicidal. Has anxiety. Easily angered. Can't make a friend to save her life. Stiles and Lydia meet in the parking lot of Target late at night when Lydia buys a book and hot tamales and Stiles takes another unsuccessful walk to clear his mind. These two unlikely matches find their way back to happiness together, experience what it's like to live in a world where they don't hate themselves, learn to love, and know what it's like to not hate themselves. Even though the two seem like the best possible things that have ever happened to each other, they also become the worst possible things that happen to each other as their journey to happiness continues on. (I'm planning for this to be pretty sad, so read at your own risk! Also, Jeff Davis and others from Teen Wolf came up with the characters so credit to them. Sadly, I am not a producer, creator, or writer of Teen Wolf. If I was then Stydia would be cannon right now.)