He saw the darkness in her beauty,
She saw the beauty in his darkness.

- Unknown

…

Stiles looked at her, the girl who was sitting in front of him, gently caressing his hand. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled up in to a messy bun, which lay messily on the top of her head. She didn't have a speck of make-up on her, but Stiles thought she looked beautiful either way. She looked tired, which was Stiles' fault; he had come through her window at two in morning. He had been thinking about 'it' again, about ending it all. He had been struggling for a few months with depression, actually he had been struggling for a few years, but no one had noticed until Lydia. They hadn't always been friends; she left him and Scott in eighth grade to go and date some jerk that had treated her like shit, but bought her things that he and Scott, money combined, could never buy her.

Lydia studied the boy in front of her. He looked broken and it made her heart swell. She noticed the bags under his eyes, days with no sleep. She knew how skinny he really was under the baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants. She knew everything. Stiles had told her everything about his life, how he had felt when she had left him, how proud he was of his father when he had quit drinking and most importantly how much damage was caused when his mother had died. The depression trigger.

"Stiles," She said quietly, knowing that he was vulnerable right now, "you have to tell me about it. You promised me that when you had these thoughts that you would come to me and tell me every little detail; no matter the time, no matter the thought."

"I thought about how easy it would be to just pick up one of my father's gun and shoot myself." He finally mumbled. "It was lying on the kitchen table and I thought about picking it up and finally putting all my thoughts to rest. It just seemed so easy."

"What stopped you?" Lydia asked, knowing that he had to say it or else he would get absorbed into his dark world of thoughts.

"You did." He said, "My father, Scott, Derek, the pack. I can't bear to leave you guys here, wondering about why I did it. I've told you about everything, but I just imagine your face when you find out that I killed myself. I guess it's a good thing, but I just can't get my mind to leave me alone. I was completely fine up until the No-"

"I know, Stiles." She says, watching the boy in front of her break down into a sobbing mess. She grabbed his hand and led him to her bed, where she pulled the covers back and climbed in, pulling him in with her. "I know that things are always going to be difficult, but you are the strongest person I know and I know that you will get through this. It will never truly go away, no, but just remember that I will always be by you side, no matter what happens. I love you"

"I love you too." He said as Lydia wrapped an arm around his waist. He kissed her on the head. "Thank you."