L&S
Night-Mare
Lydia's POV
Dreaming
I was walking through a dark forest, tall trees everywhere. I then I was in a crowded lunch room. Stiles were standing beside me.
Lydia, what's wrong? He asked.
Nothing. I said. But something felt wrong.
Out of nowhere Jackson came over and drenched me in spinach. Everyone was laughing, even stiles.
I felt horrible, I ran out of the room. The area changed to that I was in a forest again.
No one likes you. A voice whispered.
No one cares.
Leave me alone. I called out to it.
I jolted awake, drenched in sweat. I was breathing hard. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it away
''Don't touch me''. I said standing up. Stiles looked hurt.
''What are you talking about, what did I do''? He asked.
''You hate me''. I said.
Stiles grabbed my hand, ''No, I love you''. He said. I shook my head, and grabbed my bag.
''Lydia, what is going on''? Stiles asked, walking over to me. I didn't answer; I put all my clothes in my bag.
''Where are you going''?
'' Home''.
''Lydia, its two o'clock in the morning''.
''So''.
''So, you can't walk around the town at night''.
''What? Are you your father now!''
'' Lydia, you need to rest''. He pleaded.
I walked out of the room and Stiles followed.
''Lydia, please. I could hear the hurt in his voice, you're not strong enough''.
''You're saying I'm weak''. I said.
''No, it's just-''
'' I get it''.
''Lydia, what's going on''? He said softly.
''Nothing''. I said quietly. I grabbed my keys to my house, and walked outside.
At first, I didn't hear any footsteps. Then two arms wrapped around me.
''Please, don't leave''. Stiles muttered.
I turned around, tears streamed around my cheeks, ''you said you hated me, that you didn't care a thing about me''. I didn't realize that I was hitting his chest.
''I was covered in spinach, everyone laughed at me, even you''.
''Lydia, that was a dream''. Stiles said, hold my fist in his hand.
''How are you so calm about this''? I said, looking in his eyes.
''Because I know you don't mean it''. He said
I hit him harder, each time putting my anger out on him. Finally I crumpled into his arms, he held me tightly.
''I hate you''. I said sobbing into his shirt.
''No, you don't''. He said, stoking my hair. I stared into his eyes, I'm sorry I whispered.
''I know''. We just stood there in each other's arms. He knew I didn't mean anything I said. I loved him so much.
Stiles lifted my chin, and kissed me deeply. I cupped his face with my hands. When we pulled away. I rubbed my nose against his. He laughed.
''What''? I asked.
''Nothing''.
He grabbed my arm and we walked back into the house.
As we laid down on his bed. He wrapped his around my waist.
''Can you tell me about your dream''. Stiles asked.
I nodded and explained to him.
That was some dream he said, after I was finished.
I nodded. I ran my fingers through his hair.
Everything is going to be okay. He said, as snuggled against him. He grabbed one of his blankets at the edge of the bed covered us with it. I felt warm and safe.
''Do you think life will ever be normal for us''.I asked.
I don't know. He said, he laced his fingers with mine. I smiled.
''Intill then, we'll find out it''. He said, ''together''.