I See You, No ICU
The hallway is quite as Stiles sneaks forward with his destination in sight. He looks around before slipping in the cracked door and shutting it quietly, while taking his time to reach where she lies. Seeing her in that bed, she looks peaceful. But his knows better. His thoughts drift to how Lydia is still beautiful even like after. It doesn't seem real for the past events flashing in his head to have actually happened. He thinks she must have just been moved to a more secluded room shortly after the whole Alpha showdown.
He opens his mouth only to clamp it shut not knowing where to begin. Then his mouth suddenly becomes a dam that had ruptured releasing a crushing wave of words. "I know you might not be hearing this but I just have to say th-." He sighs looking towards the door to check for any detection. "I'm sorry I deleted the picture that proved it was the Alpha you saw on your phone. I'm sorry for being the reason why Peter attacked you on the lacrosse field. I'm sorry for being the reason why Scott was out in the woods on that night in the first place and got bitten. It's my fault that this happened and… Just please, forgive me. Please, stay alive." Stiles lean down to kiss Lydia's cheek unsure of how she would feel about this if she weren't unconsc-. Suddenly the door's knob turns, and then is pushed open to reveal Lydia's father. "What are you doing here?" he asks no heat behind the words almost as if he didn't have enough energy left to speak. Stiles after straitening up gives an apology of wanting to wish Lydia well. Mr. Martin glares accusingly shouting "Are You the one that was with her, the one that left her!" Stiles eyes downcast replies "No, I'm just (a friend) from school," the words feeling foreign as they leave his mouth while walking to leave, making one last glance over his shoulder to Lydia's face. He'll wait however long it takes, even an eternity; to tell her his thoughts and make sure she's okay.