Uh yeah I would say there are.." Stiles' eyes remain wide and his mouth gaped.
She glances up at him and reaches her hand out to grasp his. His eyes widen even more and he looks down to their hands.
"Lydia.."
She silently pulls him back to the bed keeping their gazes locked.
He obviously was thinking something else was happening by the deep red color filling his features and the shaky breath he releases.
She would laugh if they weren't in the situation they were in now.
She climbs onto the bed still holding his hand pulling him with her. She swears for a moment she can actually feel his racing pulse.
His warm honey eyes sparkled in the light shining through the window.
"What are you..."
"We're talking.."
His features glow even deeper red,
"O..oh yeah.. right ok.." he smiles bringing a hand to the back of his neck.
She chuckles and settles in front of him, their knees touching.
"Well it all started this morning... I woke up and this weird...tingling feelings rushed over me."
His intense stare was focused on her as she picked at the sheets.
"Now the tingling feeling is only here."
She holds up her hand between them and wiggles her pinky.
His eyes drift to her and and he lifts up his own and gently grasped her pinky.
The pulse ran over her body but because she expected it, she only jumped slightly.
"Does it hurt? Is that why you dropped the bowl earlier?"
She shook her head and dropped her hand,
"No it doesn't hurt... it's more like a..jolt I guess?"
He nods signaling for her to continue, his fingers still brushing her own sending small waves up her arms.
" I went to get a shower and when I closed my eyes and opened them again, everything kind of had this blue-ish tinge to it.. and my body had this kind of..glow ."
His eyes widened but he remains silent,
"When I blinked again everything went back to normal. The next time it happened I was in the getting ready.. Except this time, there was a red string attached to my finger.."
His brow furrowed in confusion and she continued,
"Another time was in the car on the way to school. I was at a stop light and my vision changed again and I could see the red string stretched out in front of me.. I couldn't even see the end.."
She looked down at her hand turning it over inspecting it.
"The last time it happened before here was at school.."
He sat forward towards her enthralled with the story,
"I was sitting in class and decided to follow it. "
She paused and he found her eyes,
"What was at the end?"
She remains quiet but reaches forward and grabs his left hand lifting it between them. The pulsing is racing over her body as she meets his gaze.
Her small fingers graze over his pinky,
"You."
His eyes widen and his brow raise in shock
"W.,what? What does..what.. oh my god"
She stays silent watching his reaction.
His hands run through his already wild hair.
"Is this a banshee prediction? Like...does it mean.."
His breathing quickens considerably and she grabs his face bringing his eyes back to her face.
"It IS a new banshee power..but it doesn't mean you are going to die."
He relaxes immediately,
"Well what does it mean?"
She releases his cheeks and sits back again.
"That's what I was doing after school... I was going to Deaton."
"And what did he say about all this?"
She looked at her lap taking a deep breath.
"Well Deaton said that according to myth, the gods tie an invisible red cord around the ankles of those that are destined to meet one another. In Japanese culture, it is thought to be tied around the Little finger."
He nods but looks confused,
"Ok..but we have met each other. .. so,'
"I said the same thing.. he said..."
She stops. .. how was she supposed to tell him they are "destined lovers"?!
"Yeah..?"
He encouraged her to go on...
"He said... that.. Stiles.. I can't. "
"What? What do you mean?"
She shakes her head not meeting his gaze,
"It will change everything...I can't do that. .not right when we are finally getting close again."
He grabbed her chin making her look at him.
"Lydia, nothing you say to me would change the way I feel about you."
Her eyes widen,
"I..I mean our friendship right? Nothing could change that."
She turns away..
"This will."
She stands and turns away from him.
"Lyds..."
She feels him coming closer to her without needing to look.
"Lyds come on.." he reaches out and touches her shoulder, gently turning her to face him.
She keeps her gaze on her carpet not looking at him.
"Stiles I can't.. if I tell you.. you're going to freak out.."
His arms flail wildly,
"I'm already freaked out! You can't just tell me all of that and then just not tell me what it means!?"
She shook her head.
"You have to trust me on this... I can't tell you.. it will make everything confusing and weird and I don't want that."
Her vision blurred with unshed tears..
"I have missed you so much lately and we are finally friends again and I can't lose that .."
"Lydia.. we never stopped being friends. I missed you so much and I never understood why you distanced yourself from us.. I still don't. "
She shook her head, her red hair curtaining around her face.
"I just felt... disconnected.. there was Scott and Kira, you and Malia ...then there was me. I was always the fifth wheel. I know everyone tried to include me but it still felt tense...like I shouldn't be there, like I was..interrupting something."
"Lydia-"
"I know. That's not at all what you meant.. but that's how it felt. So I distanced myself.. I stopped coming around and made excuses. I could tell everyone wanted their time with each other and I just..stopped intruding."
His expression hardened and found her eyes again,
"Lydia. You were always welcome. You know that? Don't ever think you weren't wanted there. You have no idea how much I missed you when you stopped coming around.. god Lydia I missed you so much."
Her tear blurred vision found him and she saw his own eyes glassy.
"Lydia..I..."
The loud beeping of his phone interrupted him. He glances down seeing that it was Scott. He looks up and she nods.
His gaze lingers on hers a moment more before answering.
The distant rumble of thunder becomes muffled as the jeep doors close.
"So you never really told me what Scott wanted... you just said we need to go.."
A few drops of rain begin to fall on the windshield as he turns the ignition.
"He didn't really tell me either.. he just said it was an emergency."
He backed down the driveway and headed down the street.
"And don't think we aren't going to talk about what happened earlier..."
She nodded looking at her lap,
"I know..but the more I think about it.. I think it would be better to talk to Deaton with you.."
He looked at her then back to the road,
"Ok. "
They ride in silence, only the sound of rain and the low rumble of thunder every once in a while.
The rain is picking up and the echo of thunder becomes more frequent as they pull up to the Mccall home.
Kira and Malia can be seen entering the home and Scott signals for Stiles and Lydia to come. "Alright.. ready?"
She looks out the window knowing she will instantly be soaked and sighs.
"I guess. "
They open the doors and meet at the hood of the jeep she feels all the chill from the rain leave her body as Stiles grabs her hand pulling her to the home. They run under the porch and take off their water logged shoes outside the door.
She glances to Stiles and his white t-shirt beneath his soaked flannel clings to his body in the best way possible. Any remaining chill in her body is replaced with the heat radiating from her cheeks as she looks away and wrings out her hair.
Scott's voice brings her back,
"Hey guys. Come on in."
She walks in first and Stiles places a hand on her back to guide her. His large palm is warm through the thin material of her dress.
"Dude what's going on"
Everyone gathers in the living room, Liam on the recliner and Scott on the couch by Kira. Malia is standing off to the side by the window casting her dark glances every once in a while which she elects to ignore.
"We don't even know.. Deaton said to have everyone meet at my house.. that it was urgent."
Stiles throws his hands up,
"Ok then..where is he?"
As if on cue, the front door opens revealing the man in question.
Everyone turns to look at him as he rushes in, a worried look on his face.
"I'm sorry to be so vague and hurried on the phone but we have a very big problem."
They are all silent in anticipation,
"I think you may be in danger."
All attention is focused on Stiles as Deaton points to him.
"Me?!"
Lydia's heart drops.
Deaton nods,
I was checking the Nemeton for any signs of change, as I often do, and I saw something very disturbing.."
He paused a moment,
"Care to share?"
Lydia brought her hand to his arm to calm him as Deaton shrugs off his coat .
"Painted on the surface of the Nemeton was a spiral. It appeared to be painted in blood."
Scott was the first to speak up this time ,
"A spiral ? Doesn't that mean-"
"Revenge. Yes. It signifies that there is a blood debt to be paid. "
The pack goes silent before Stiles speaks up,
"And what does this have to do with me.."
Lydia felt him shaking under her hand and she squeezed his arm to reassure him.
"Well beneath the spiral was a name.."
"My name?"
Deaton shook his head...
"Allison Argent"
I know... I am eviiiil muahaha sorry cliffhangers are my equivalent to teen wolf commercial breaks (you know the suspenseful music leading to the dramatic one liner then BOOM commercial) (: feel free to drop a review i always love them. more to come soon!