Season One from the perspective of Lana Martin, Lydia's socially inept twin sister. AU. OC/Derek.
Sneak Peek
She's having a nightmare.
Lana tosses and turns in the dark of her bedroom, a frown marring her cherub features.
Police dogs, the preservation. The sound of Stiles and Scott faintly arguing.
She couldn't feel herself in the dream- feeling more like an all knowing eye in the sky. She watched as her quasi brothers left the safety of the car and entered the woods
Watching Stiles get caught by his dad felt too real. She could only rationalize that was because her brain knew him so well. Rationalizations suddenly got put to the side when horror crept up on Scott in animal form.
Everyone knows the preservation is home to so much wildlife; to go unprepared in the night would be flat out stupid. She wanted to hit the boys in the head even in dream form. The fact that she couldn't- scared her. If you're aware that what's happening isn't real, your thoughts normally influence it.
This she has no control over.
Lana bolts upright in a panic as she feels teeth sink into her ribs, as if it's happening to her. The thing bit Scott. Fuck.
She sucks in gulps of air and keeps a hand on her chest, willing her heart to slow down. It's not real. It's not real. What about the other dreams then? Her inner voice mocks her. Memories of the last freaky shit she saw in her sleep coming true, visions of her sister being cheated on, and her friends mom crying over bills.
They'd been happening since she could remember and when she brought them up to her mother, she put her on medication. It made it hard to wake up from them so Lana made it a routine to flush the pills. Seventeen years going strong of just stomaching the weirdness In her own mind.
"Lana, are you up?"
A soft knock on the door.
"Yeah- thanks, Ma! I'm goin, I'm goin…"
She'd meant to just rest her eyes and if she didn't hurry up, she'd be late for work. Gas Station Manager isn't much of a bragging right, but Lana was the first of her friends to get a job. Money is money. Even if it means lying about her age and working the night shift. It just made sense, it would pay more than if she'd announced herself as a high school student and been given the school allotted shifts based on grades.
With the biting cold air in mind, Lana stood up from the warm embrace of her bed and start rifling through her drawers. Sundress, sundress, shorts, aha! She pulled out her favorite leather jacket, a cherry red color. A statement piece. That, some layers, and an all black ensembles, and she'd be looking nice and staying warm.
Lana tied her pitch black hair up in a bun, enjoying the way the dark locks made her green eyes pop in the mirror. Her mom hated that she ruined her natural ginger color but it lived on in Lydia and the black suited Lana so well. In her opinion and everyone else's.
"Lana?" A high pitched tone.
She threw open her bedroom door and greeted her mother with a little smirk.
"Move aside mother, I'm off to win the bread" Lana joked.
Her work shift goes by relatively smoothly and she knocks out on her living room sofa after getting off at 3am. Same old customers, same old radio station, same dirty ass porta potty.
When Lana wakes up- she's tired but glad that she didn't have anymore freaky dreams. She grabs the bag of potato chips and the energy drink she snagged off of the shelves on her way out, the one perk of working at a Gas Station, she pulls her hair down and applies some lip gloss.
Her outfit change is just a dress and the same favored jacket with the same beat up old combat boots. Comfort and the infinite time crunch looming over her head being held above all else.
"Somehow" Lydia announced from the front door with a lingering gaze "you make frumpy look good."
Lana scoffed and crossed to the porch with her camo backpack slung over her shoulders, awaiting the sound of Jackson's gas guzzling rich boy car. The images of him cheating every weekend in the back of her head. Ignore it, it wasn't real. She keeps telling herself that to keep from blabbing to her sister.
Lana turned for a second and examined her blank faced twin.
Not that Lydia would care or stand up for herself. If anything, she'd shoot the messenger. As smart as she was; Lydia didn't exactly study any books on having standards.
"You know" Lana teased "you make bitchy look good somehow."
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