"Ice Queen" by Within Temptation
When leaves have fallen
And skies turned into grey.
The night keeps on closing in on the day
A nightingale sings his song of farewell
You better hide for her freezing hell
Lydia sat quietly in the integration room her fingers tapping on the table. They were wrong. Stiles wasn't dead, he wouldn't take his life. He was to strong for that...or she wasn't strong enough. She didn't want to believe he could do it, the boy who had worshiped the ground she walked on for most of their lives could ever take his own life. 'You treated him like shit, I'm surprised he didn't do it sooner,' a voice said in the back of her mind.
"Shut up." she hissed aloud holding her head. She had to focus, she couldn't let her self get distracted.
On cold wings she's coming
You better keep moving
For warmth, you'll be longing
Come on just feel it
Don't you see it?
You better believe it.
She barely lifted her head when the female office entered. They were trying to make her feel comfortable talking to another women and not a man but it didn't matter she would still be the same person she always was.
"So you're the Ice Queen." the women said sitting down
Lydia was startled from her thoughts. "Name calling isn't."
"I'm not calling you that, Ms. Martian, it's how you are listed in Mr. Stilinski's phone and anything to deal with you for the last two years." The officer interrupted.
"That's not true, he's always had me listed as 'Red Haired Goddess'." Lydia said with a frown before the women dropped images of text and emails in front of her. The nick name clearly read 'Ice Queen' she recognized the texts from several months ago and even cringed as the drunken email she had sent him also was there.
"Even I can not figure out what he saw in you when he was younger." the officer said calmly as Lydia moved the sheets around reading some of them. "But it turns out it wasn't even real, a distraction tactic."
"From what?" Lydia asked not really believing her.
"Stiles..Mr. Stilinski was bisexual Ms. Martian, leaning more towards gay if what we found has anything to say about it." The officer replied. "You and Mr. Whittmore along with one repeatfully harassed him about his sexuality."
"Wait he was serious about all those times?" Lydia replied not sure what to believe.
"Yes Ms. Martian he was. Also were you aware that several of your 'cliche' actually stalked him outside the Jungle and assaulted him?"
"No." Lydia replied as the Officer produce the images that were taken outside the jungle of several teens clearly beating someone who she knew was Stiles.
"He nearly died that night if it hadn't been for some random stranger who scared those kids off and called an ambulance. Now I know you can name these people, we want those names and we might be able to reduce the charges being brought against you."
When she embraces
Your heart turns to stone
She comes at night when you are all alone
And when she whispers
Your blood shall run cold
You better hide before she finds you
She was released nearly four hours later, her parents hadn't even bothered to come get her, they sent a driver along with a note explaining their disappointment. It was a generic note nothing personal or anything. She crumbled it up and tossed it onto the floor before curling up in the seat trying not to cry. Once she arrived home she found the house empty and dark. Another note that her mother had gone out for the evening some party. Lydia went into the main hall her mother used when she through parties looking at the high mirrors and the chandelier. She took a long look at her self and opened her mouth and screamed.
Whenever she is raging
She takes all life away
Haven't you seen?
Haven't you seen?
The ruins of our world
The reaction was instant the mirrors and the glass shattered but none of it dropped to the ground just hovered in the air the only mirror most unbroken was the one in front of her. Her eyes widened as the reflection looked back at her, it was her but it wasn't. It was darker, clearly still beautiful but in an ugly way. It grinned a sicking grin. The dress it wore was a white clearly stained with blood as were it's hands. She back away slowly gasping for breath as it still stood there. She looked down at her own hands and screamed again as she saw blood.
She covers the earth with a breathtaking cloak
The sun awakes and melts it away
The world now opens its eyes and sees
The dawning of a new day
It was nearly four hours before anyone finally returned to the house. Mrs. Martian and company were greeted of the sight of her daughter staring blindly into the broken mirror in front of her blood dripping down her arms where she had slammed her fist into it still somewhat screaming.
Whenever she is raging
She takes all life away
Haven't you seen?
Haven't you seen?
The ruins of our world
'That was..terrifying and yet freeing.' Stiles said as they watched the still screaming Lydia being loaded into an ambulance hysterical.
'And I barely had to do anything.' she replied. 'Honestly the trick with the mirror was an easy one. Showing her inner self was easily done. Honestly banshees are too easy on that. Their vanity is always their downfall...well that and their love of gold.'
'Yeah well..I don't feel anything.' Stiles said after a moment. 'I honestly can't believe this is making me feel better.'
'The truth sets you free and all that proverbially bullshit.' she added with a snort. 'Come on, Argent should have his daughter home by now, I really want to watch that one.'
