a year earlier
Stiles and Lydia
Lydia: So how is he?
Stiles: I have no clue what you're talking about Lydia.
Lydia: Ethan you silly goose.
Stiles: Everybody knows then.
Lydia: Of course when you have me as a friend.
Stiles: How did you find out?
Lydia: I saw you guys making out by your jeep.
Stiles: You followed us!
Lydia: You were acting strange Stiles I knew something was up.
Stiles: What do you mean by strange?
Lydia: You were being happy for once.
Stiles: Is that bad?
Lydia: No but it doesn't suit you. Anyways can you look after Eli tonight?
Stiles: You're going out again.
Lydia: You make it seem as a bad thing.
Stiles: It is when you're neglecting your own child.
Lydia: I'm enjoying my life Stiles can't I be happy too.
Stiles: I'm not saying that you can't be happy I'm just saying that you need to take more responsibility for your actions. (Lydia rolls her eyes.) You decided to have this child though you knew you could of prevented it.
Lydia: Can we please talk about something else?
Stiles: Only if you promise to stay home tonight and spend some time with your son.
Lydia: Alright mother.
Stiles: I'm only trying to help you Lydia.
Lydia: I know.
Stiles and Ethan
Ethan: You going to the game tonight.
Stiles: I wouldn't miss it for the world.
Ethan: How's Lydia?
Stiles: She's getting worse. You should see her she's like a corpse.
Ethan: Rehab didn't do any justice for her then.
Stiles: Seems like it.
Ethan: When's your performance?
Stiles: In May.
Ethan: You excited?
Stiles: Not really.
Ethan: Why not?
Stiles: Abigail got the main solo. I wasn't good enough for them.
Ethan: Who cares what they think?
Stiles: I do.
Ethan: You want to get some lunch?
Stiles: I'm not hungry.
Ethan: Stiles you're so concerned about Lydia's health but you should be more concerned about yours.
Stiles: What are you trying to say?
Ethan: I'm just…
Stiles: I'm not perfect enough for you is that it?
Ethan: Of course not babe.
Stiles: Well this is my stop so…
Ethan: I'll see you at the game.
Stiles: Bye.
Stiles and Lydia
Stiles: I'm back.
Eli: Stiles! (Eli runs over and tries to gives Stiles a hug but only manages to wrap his arms around Stiles's legs.)
Stiles: (Eli eventually pulls away and Stiles kneels down while placing his hands on Eli's shoulders.) Hey Eli how are you?
Eli: I'm good. You want to come play with me?
Stiles: Where's mommy?
Eli: She fell asleep.
Stiles: Alright I'll play with you but we have to be quiet.
Eli: Ok.
(Stiles goes into Eli's room and sees a clear plastic bag on his bed. Stiles grabs the bag and makes his way towards Lydia's room. Lydia is sleeping on her bed and Stiles sees a cup filled with water on her nightstand and splashes it on her face.)
Stiles: Wake up!
Lydia: What? (Lydia wipes the water off her face with the sleeve of her sweater.)
Stiles: What was this doing in his room? (Stiles holds the clear plastic bag to her face.)
Lydia: Stiles I didn't take any.
Stiles: You expect me to believe that. Are you trying to kill your son?
Lydia: No, you know I love him.
Stiles: Are you sure about that? You couldn't even spend less than two hours with him and you're telling me you love him.
Lydia: Why are you doing this?
Stiles: I care about the two of you. I know that you can be a great mother to him but you have to get better first.
Lydia: What are you doing?
Stiles: I'm calling social services. I'm sorry but his safety comes first.
Lydia: Please Stiles don't do this. I'll stop I promise. Please don't take my son from me. (Lydia doesn't budge from her spot on the bed and watches as Stiles calls social services.)
Stiles: I'm doing what's best for him. I'm sorry.
Stiles and Ethan
Stiles: I'm sorry I missed the game but I had to be there when social services came.
Ethan: It's ok there's plenty of games left to see.
Stiles: Did I do the wrong thing?
Ethan: You did what was best for Eli.
Stiles: I suppose you're right.
Ethan: How'd she take it?
Stiles: I've never seen as many tears fall down her face as I saw then. She kept on crying even after they left. She just remained on the floor hugging his favorite toy close to her chest. It's as if she wasn't herself. Like I was watching someone pretending to be her but it was her and if I could I would have given her an Oscar for her performance. (Stiles sighs.) I'll never forgive myself for what I've done.
Ethan: Come here. (Ethan wraps his arms around Stiles and Stiles nuzzles his head into his neck. Stiles finally breaks down and Ethan runs his hand through his hair trying to calm him down.) It's going to be okay.
Lydia and Ethan
Ethan: Lydia? (Lydia is crouched in a corner rocking back and forth whispering things to herself. As soon as she hears Ethan she pulls her knees closer to her chest.)
Lydia: What do you want?
Ethan: Make sure you're ok.
Lydia: He's going to pay for what he did.
Ethan: Lydia you're overreacting.
Lydia: Am I? Imagine if someone was to take your child away from you. Someone who you trusted with your life. How would you feel?
Ethan: I'm sorry.
Lydia: Are you?
Ethan: Of course I am.
Lydia: Please, you probably convinced him to do it.
Ethan: Why would I do that?
Lydia: You'd do anything to make my life miserable like I did yours.
Ethan: I get that you're upset but you shouldn't be taking it out on your friends.
Lydia: What friends? You both hate me. (Ethan doesn't say anything and Lydia notices he's giving her that look he always gave when they were together.) Ethan?
Ethan: I'm sorry, it was a mistake coming here. (Ethan runs out the door before Lydia has a chance to say something. Once she hears the door close she continues to rock back and forth crying herself to sleep.)