Falling For You | Stydia in Reverse

Chapter Nineteen

My heels sink into the soft ground as I walk around the cemetery, my eyes looking down at all the names and dates of those who had died. I had no idea where to go, I just had to get away from all those faces who looked at me like I didn't belong there, as though I was an outcast. My heart stops when I reach the freshly covered grave of the one I'd just seen buried.

The last few weeks I'd had shell shock, I wasn't able to do anything but sit on my bed and stare at the wall, relentlessly hoping and praying that what had happened was nothing more than a terrible nightmare. But the memories never left my mind, and every time they'd come back in horrible flashes I'd feel sick to my stomach. Now, after attending the funeral and seeing him buried in the grave myself, I could let go of everything. The pain of all that had happened washed over me in one swift motion, leaving me to burst into tears instantly. I don't care if I look ugly crying, or upset anyone else, I just have to let it all out.

"Lydia," a voice calls from behind me. I wipe the tears that have cascaded down my face quickly in a desperate and pathetic attempt to appear as though I'm fine. I turn around to face him.
"Stiles, what are you doing here? You're not supposed to leave the hospital for another couple of days." Stiles walks over to me, still a little pale, but that is to be expected when you're standing next to the grave of the person who shot you.

"I know, but when I heard you were coming here I had to see if you were okay."
"I know I shouldn't be here, but I just had to know Isaac was actually dead, I keep seeing him everywhere I turn." I can't help but to burst into tears again. I didn't care around Stiles, he is the only one I'm comfortable being vulnerable around. Stiles pulls me close to him and hugs me tightly, and I fall into his arms completely, my arms wrapping around him tightly as if I never want to let go, and I don't.
"He's not going to hurt you. I'll never let anyone hurt you, Lydia. I love you too much to ever let that happen." Stiles buried his head into my neck and for the first time I no longer feel scared, because there is safety in Stiles' arms.

***

I lie on my bed on a Saturday night, music playing softly as I flip through a bunch of old magazines I'd read a thousand times before when I hear a soft tapping on the window. At first I ignore it, believing it's just overhanging tree branches tapping on the window. But as the repeated noise grows louder I turn off the speakers and walk cautiously to the window, peering out.
As I look outside I see Stiles standing in my backyard, smiling as he looks up at me with a handful of pebbles. "Come outside?"

As I make my way into the yard I notice a tent set up in my backyard, glowing slightly. "What's this?" I laugh.
"Well, I know you didn't really get a good camping experience on the school trip, so I thought we could have our own getaway."
"Stiles, no one's done something like this before," I say, walking over to Stiles and kissing him. He pulls me in for a hug and lifts me up, spinning me around lightly.

I walk into the tent and notice an array of fairy lights pinned to the sides, explaining the glow I saw from outside. "Do you like it?" Stiles asks as he sits down.
"It's perfect! I love it, and I love you," I smile, leaning down to kiss Stiles.

"I wanted tonight to be special," Stiles says through kisses. "I know it's not your first time..."
"Wait, what?" I ask.
"Didn't you and Isaac ever..." Stiles trails off, leaving my mind to fill in the blanks as he begins to blush.
"No, we never did. I wanted my first time to be with someone I love completely. And that person is you."