. Death-fic, I am very sorry to all of the Stydia shippers who are just about to read this that will have their hearts broken. This was a request from another site and my first fanfiction.
Theo and Stiles fought once again. It had been days after he found out what Theo had done. Theo was winning. No matter how many throws and punches Stiles threw, Theo was stronger than him. Theo had managed to take away his best friend and even attempted to take away Malia from him.
Lydia was taking a walk not far away and saw the two fighting. Her eyes widened when she saw Theo and his long claws up, ready to stab him. Theo plunged his claws into his side and he screamed.
"NO!" Lydia yelled and ran to the boy. The one who loved her more than anything. The one who would always protect her. Her best friend. She had already lost Allison, she couldn't lose another friend.
She held his hand, "You are going to be fine Stiles," She said, tears rolling down her face. He shook his head.
"It's okay Lydia, if I died young, This is how i wanted to die, in the arms of the girl that I have loved for ages, I love you but you should know that," Stiles said.
Lydia smiled slightly, "I love you too," She said and kissed his forehead.
"You can't die, you are my protector, the one who loves and cares about me the most, I need you, we all do," She sobbed and Stiles wiped away her tears weakly.
"You have made me the happiest person alive," Stiles said before he closed his eyes for the final time.
Lydia hugged his dead body as tears rolled down her cheeks while she repeated, "No," Over and over.
A few weeks later
Lydia stood at Stiles's grave with a bunch of flowers, "I am so sorry that I couldn't save you,"