A/N: Here's the second chapter of the day! Hope you enjoy!
Isaac was leaning on the porch railing when Allison walked out.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled.
He shook his head and shrugged. "It's fine."
"No...It's not. I haven't been the greatest friend to Lydia, or girlfriend to Stiles, or mom to Dominic, or...whatever we are to you. I'm just sucking all around."
The two of them became acutely aware of yelling happening inside the house, but tried to ignore it.
"You don't suck." Isaac told her.
Allison gave him a small smile. "Thanks for trying to make me feel better, but I really do."
The front door suddenly swung open, and Lydia stormed out, slamming it behind her. She ran down the steps and about halfway down the sidewalk dropped to her knees. From where they stood, they could see her shoulders rising and falling as sobs wracked her body, and she hugged herself tightly.
"You want to prove you're not that bad of a friend?" Isaac whispered to Allison. She took a deep breath and slowly walked toward the banshee.
"Lydia?" She asked.
"Just don't, Allison." She never lifted her head, she just continued to cry.
Allison turned back to Isaac to ask him what to do. He just sort of gave her a look that said, 'Keep going!.' She sighed and turned back around.
"What happened?" Allison wanted to bend down comfort her, but she knew her perfume was still really strong.
"God, just go away!" Lydia still kept her head down. "I can't do this with you right now."The brunette felt hurt, but she knew she deserved it.
"I'm just...I want to help."
"Lydia?" It was Kira. She spoke softly as she approached the two girls. The kitsune bent down next to Lydia and rubbed her back. "It's okay." She hummed softly.
Allison took a deep breath.. "I'm gonna go." She told whoever was listening. Kira nodded and she turned back to Isaac as if to say, 'I tried.'
Isaac nodded. "Do you want some company?"
Allison gave him a small smile and nodded back.
Kira waited until they were gone before she finally asked Lydia. "Do you want to talk about it?"
She'd calmed down considerably. "Talk about what?"
"The reason you're crying.." Lydia didn't reply. "Why are you crying?"
Lydia shrugged. "I don't know. Nothing. Everything." She finally looked up and met Kira's worried eyes.
"Let's get off the ground and go sit on the porch swing." she suggested. Lydia nodded in reply and thee two girls got up.
Scott and Kira were staring at each other after Lydia and Stiles ran off.
"Did he say again?" Mason had questioned.
"Um," Scott said as he cleared his throat. "Well...this meeting is...adjourned." He looked at the sophomores. "You guys may want to go out the back." The four of them got up, Liam mumbling something about wanting to know what happened. Scott ran a hand through his hair and turned to Kira. "I guess I'll take Stiles and you can take Lydia?"
Kira nodded. "Okay."
She headed toward the front door while Scott headed upstairs and into his brother's room.
"Stiles?" No response. "Look, I sent everybody out. It's just me."
He heard a sigh, then a muffled, "Come in." Scott took a deep breath and opened his brother's door. "If you just wanted to say 'I told you so,' you can leave now." Stiles told him quickly. He was laying on his bed, with his face buried in a pillow.
"Why would I say that?"
He finally rolled over. "Because you were right."
Scott didn't respond to his brother's statement. He was too distracted by the red welt forming on Stiles's cheek. "God, she got you good." Stiles sat up as reached up and touched his face very lightly, flinching at his own fingers.
"Yeah, well I don't blame her. I was being a dick."
Scott didn't say anything for a moment, trying to come up with the right thing to say. "Is it true?"
"That I was being dick?"
"No that...that she was..."
"Pregnant?" Scott nodded. Stiles shrugged. "I don't know."
Scott couldn't tell, but it seemed like Stiles was telling the truth. "So, that's not what happened between you two?"
Stiles shook his head. "No..."
His heartbeat didn't change, his breathing didn't quicken. "So, then why-"
"I don't know, Scott!" He snapped.
Scott sighed. "Just so you know, based on your vitals, you're telling the truth."
Stiles made a face and shrugged ."Good, because I am. Why would I lie?"
"I don't know." Scott told him. "I just know that you are."
Stiles sighed and rolled his eyes. "You just said that I passed your werewolf lie-detector, so why would you think I was still lying?"
"Because I know you. And I know you and Lydia did a project in 8th grade where you learned how to pass a lie-detector. I've heard where you've used it on Derek and Peter, but I never thought you'd use it on me." Scott stared his brother in the eye. Stiles stared right back. He didn't even try to deny it, but he also didn't seem sorry about it either. "So you're not going to tell me I'm wrong?"
"What's the point?" Stiles asked. "You wouldn't believe me anyway."
Scott sighed and changed the subject. "Are you going to talk to Lydia?"
Stiles shook his head. "She doesn't want to talk to me."
"How do you know that?"
"Because I know her. When she slaps you, you give her her space." Stiles laid back and rolled over onto his side. "Now... Can you give me space and get out of my room?"
Kira and Lydia sat in silence. Neither girl had said anything since they had walked over to the porch swing. Lydia had stopped crying and both of them were just sitting there thinking.
Kira, was thinking about what the best thing to say was. She'd started several conversations in her head, but decided against all of them.
The front door opened again and both girls looked up to see Scott step out.
"Just so you know, you slapped the shit out of him." He chuckled. Lydia barely cracked a smile.
"He deserved it." She mumbled.
"Yeah...that's what he said." Scott told her as he leaned his back against the railing and folded his arms across his chest. "That's really all he said, come to think of it." Lydia lowered her head. "He told me he made up the pregnancy thing, and said it had nothing to do with what happened to you two. Everything my werewolf senses taught me says I should believe him, but everything being human taught me says something's off. Like if it didn't really mean anything why did you slap him?"
"Because it was rude!" Lydia snapped. "How would you like it if I accused your girlfriend of being pregnant every time she got the least bit hormonal? It's just PMS."
"Why did he say again?"
"Because he's a jerk! So what?" Lydia crossed her arms. "I had a scare once. With Aaron and I told Stiles about it. The end."
"Why are you lying to me?"
"I'm not lying!" Lydia yelled as her tears began to make their way back. "Why are you interrogating me?"
"Scott-" Kira tried.
"What happened to the baby?"
"There was never a baby!" She screamed, and the tears finally broke through.
"Then why are you so upset?"
"Because you're not listening to me."
"Why won't you just tell me the truth?"
"Scott!" Stiles yelled. No one had heard the front door open again, but Stiles had definitely heard the yelling. He was between Scott and Lydia before they could blink. "Leave her alone!"
"God what is it with you two?! You say things that make you upset, then pretend they don't. Then you're yelling at each other one minute and hugging the next. You're driving me crazy! Why won't you just tell me what happened, so I can understand."
"Because it's none of your business." Stiles told him. Lydia suddenly clasped her hand over her mouth and ran back inside.
Scott and Stiles both moved to head toward the front door, but Kira held her boyfriend back.
"Scott," she said softly. "Leave them alone."
"I just," He began harshly, but took a deep breath to calm himself. "I just don't understand why neither of them will tell me what happened. It's been a year of this, isn't that enough time?"
"Evidently not." Kira told him. "Look... let's say you're right and they're both lying. Lydia was pregnant. Whether it was Stiles's baby or not, she confided in him with that information and no one else- At least not any of us. She's not pregnant now and she doesn't have a kid, so what happened? It was obviously something bad, so make up whatever you want to in your head, but maybe a year isn't enough time to get over whatever it was." Kira sighed. "Or, you know...maybe you're crazy and they really are telling the truth about this, and now it's your turn to be a dick."
Lydia was huddled over the toilet when she felt someone pull her hair back and gently rub her back. She knew it was Stiles. She was still mad at him, but she was also grateful.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. She reached up to flush the toilet and leaned back against him, then he leaned back against the wall. Soon, they were both asleep.
Lydia woke up first. As uncomfortable as the cold tile floor was, she felt extremely comfortable wrapped in Stiles's arms.
She moved to get up, but immediately felt sick again and quickly leaned over the toilet. She was amazed she still had something left to throw up. He stirred behind her and she felt him pulling her hair back once more.
"Are you okay?" He asked her when she was done.
She nodded and slowly stood up. "I should leave."
"Are you sure you're up for it? I me-"
"I need to leave." Lydia said more sternly. She sighed. "I can't keep doing this, Stiles."
"Doing what?"
"Yelling at each other one minute, and then acting like everything's okay the next."
"People fight, Lyd...that's just life."
Lydia closed her eyes. "But we're fighting like we did after I told you. We're fighting like it's last year all over again." She took a deep breath. "I don't want you to be mad at me anymore, but if you are...I don't want you to pretend like everything is okay and then just throw it in my face every time we have an argument. Just...be committed one way or another. Either be mad or be my friend."
"Friends can be mad at each other, Lydia." He laughed humorlessly.
"You're right." She smiled sadly. "But friends don't stay mad at each other. That's the difference. When you're ready to be my friend again...you know where to find me."
She walked out of the bathroom, then kept walking toward the front door and all the way out to her car-never turning back.
