Stiles's Pov
I'm so glad when the pounding in my head finally stops but then it hits me. I wasn't dead. I somehow managed to survive. That wasn't the worst part though. The worst part was seeing my boyfriend crying his eyes out. I never meant to cause him any pain. I was just trying to end mine. I look around for Lydia, my best friend, but she's nowhere to be found. Of course she wouldn't be here. She's never here when I need her the most. Where's Lydia I manage to say and Ethan lets go of my hand. She's dead Stiles. Ethan's cries get louder and as much as I'd like to go hug him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear I can't. All I can do is watch as the tears consume him. I don't think I could of beared to watch him if I was someone else. How's Eli? He doesn't know Stiles. No one has told him? even as the question escapes my lips I can't imagine how one would tell a child his mom is dead. Would he even understand? I guess I should tell him. Eli's like a son to me. Lydia would always leave him and I'd have to take care of him. Stiles did you not hear what I said…Lydia's dead. What does he expect me to do…cry. Maybe it's the morphine but I don't feel any different. It feels as if the world is still the same and when I wake up Lydia would be right beside me telling me the latest gossip and we would both laugh.
Ethan's Pov
When Stiles wakes up my heart seems to stop beating. After everything that I've been through these past couple hours my prayers have seem to be answered. I don't think I could of lived if I had lost Stiles. I was not expecting Stiles to ask about Lydia but when he does all the pain comes back. As much as I love Stiles a part of me was still in love with Lydia and to have her taken away from me was unbearable. There's this tight feeling in my chest and I let go of Stiles's hand to get a hold of myself. Stiles looks hurt by the action as if he knows I was still in love with her and that he was second best. But Stiles means everything to me. He has to go and stab my heart again by mentioning Eli. Eli always smiled when his mom would come home. He would wait for hours and though Stiles and I would do our best to keep him happy he would never be as happy as he was when he saw his mom walk through the door. Though Stiles is responding he doesn't seem to be all there as if he's slowly slipping away from my fingertips. Does he not realize that his best friend is dead. She's gone and she's never coming back. It's just the two of us now and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure Stiles never leaves me.