Lydia Martin was crying.
It might would have shocked people two years ago but not anymore.
After all, crying seemed to be all she does those days.
Ever since they-she chased Stiles away.
Oh how she regret it.
Every single day.
And she couldn't keep living like this.
Without him.
Him, the one who gave her everything.
Him, who looked at her and saw an angel instead of the monster she was.
God she loved him.
But it was all too late.
She chased him away and he's never coming back.
She was trying to protect him and instead she just sent him running.
"Hey, stop thinking like that" Alison told her, "it wasn't your fault, we all did it"
So what? She should have known better.
Just as she was about to go deeper in her pity party, sheriff Stalinski entered the room and looked at them with oddly sharp eyes.
"I found Stiles"
Done
Not mine
Bye-biee
-WD
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I Won't Break It!
RandomStiles had enough. He had enough of those people, his so called 'friends'. He had enough of them taking him for granted. So he left. Left his father and his 'pack' , left his best friend and the love of his life. Left them all and went to live...
