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"Lydia.."
My vision was hazy.
"Unf.. Yes. Lydia."
I saw a figure on top of me, rocking back and fourth.
"Lydia, oh god."
The figure moaned.
My vision instantly cleared to the point where I saw who it was.
His eyes rolled back as his head dropped.
He let out a growl sounding moan and collapsed.
"Stiles?" I sat up patting his back.
He started growling.
"Stiles.." I whispered as I started to cry.
He looked up.
It wasn't Stiles.
It was Jackson.
He growled and put his hands around my neck and started choking me.
I tried to catch my breath, but with no luck.
He started to walk with my neck in his tight grip.
He walked into my bathroom and dunked my head into the already filled tub.
He didn't let go.
He held me there.
I started to scream.
Water filled my lungs as I kept screaming.
Then, someone pulled me up.
"Lydia, what hell are you doing?" Stiles asked pulling me up from the water.
I looked into his eyes and bit my lip.
"What the hell?" He asked again,"You were trying to drown yourself. Why?"
I started to cry.
He pulled me into his arms.
I laid in my bed.
Stiles sat in a chair next to my window.
I honestly don't even remember leaving the police station.
I don't remember anything.
I started to cry again.
"Lydia, this has to stop. I know you have night terrors, but trying to drown yourself in your own tub? You can't keep scaring me like that. Is this because of what you found at the pool? Nothing is making sense." Stiles said pacing the room, biting his nails.
He kept talking and I chimed in,"I don't know what happens. I just-I don't know what I'm thinking.. I don't think, I just-"
"Maybe water is how your night terrors are linked together with the murders." He kept on.
"-go to sleep and I wake up either screaming, or trying to kill myself or something else. And it makes no sense. I promise that I don't try to do anything bad, I just-"I started to pace opposite of Stiles," -sleep, and that's that-"
"And I just can't lose you like that!" Stiles yelled, making us both stop pacing. " I won't lose you. I don't even have you." He took a breath and sat down on my bed.
I just stared at him.
He stared at the ground or what seemed like forever.
He broke the silence,"Allison and Derek decided that I'm on Lydia duty. You're the key to all of this happening. And I can't get out of the house because I'm the only virgin out of our little pack-I mean group of friends. Whoever is sacrificing all of these virgins are bound to come for me sooner or later because I'm part of this whole Alpha pack crap going on because I chose a friend group that involves werewolves."
He looked up at me.
I shrugged and stared at his shoes.
"Scott told me that I just need to lose my virginity." Stiles chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair," And of course, he suggested that you helped me lose it."