I was trying to delete an old story an accidentally deleted this! Re uploading now with a new chapter on it's way!
Hello hello! Thought I'd start a new story, kind of obsessed with Teen Wolf atm and I hated how Allison's death wasn't really dealt with properly. I haven't decided if I'm going to include Kira and Malia yet but I may later on. Anyways I'll shut up now, here's chapter 1! Please review and enjoy xx
It was a high pitch, screeching, heart wrenching scream. My scream. Although, this wasn't my usual Banshee, predicting death, kind of scream, it was just more nightmares. Ever since Alison's death I haven't been able to sleep much. I don't know if it's because of some creepy, crazy Banshee thing or just simply that I miss my best friend.
I keep having constant and continuous nightmares about that night. I was stuck in that cold and dirty underground. Stiles was starting to collapse, I stayed with him… I needed to. And then… and then that was it. I just knew. My best friend had died. The only person I could ever call my best friend.
Ever since then it hasn't been the same. Not just me, but everyone else too. My friendship with Scott and Stiles is no longer there. I just want to leave that part of my life behind. Every single time I think about it, I get sad. The laughs we had, the four of us, we were inseparable. Now… well now it's like a piece of each of us is missing and we can't get it back. I just need to move on, forget about Scott, forget about Stiles, and forget about Allison … its better this way, I know it is. I didn't even realise it but I was crying. Not just a single tear, but a stream of tears.
"Come on Lydia, you're stronger than this" I tell myself. I roll over in my bed and await another sleepless night.