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Driving wasn’t something that Lydia was too fond of now that the power was out in Beacon Hills. The roads were more dangerous than usual but walking wasn’t all that safe either. Lydia had to pick between the two and ultimately driving always won. She figured she wasn’t a terrible driver and could navigate her way through the streets. Lydia still needed to get around town, after all. And her friends did too- which was why she was outside Scott’s house, honking the horn to let him know she was here. “Hey.” Lydia said with a smile once he got inside the car. “So Allison and I were communicating between the Station and the hospital all night last night.” Lydia explained. “The hospital needs the most help. Stiles’ dad said he could hold down the fort for the time being at the station which is why we’re going to be volunteers at the hospital tonight. I hope you brought coffee.” Lydia joked. She was exhausted from running around the last few days but she needed to help and she knew Scott did too. At least this would be something they could do that would make them feel useful, and wouldn’t require them being in danger.

Lydia’s first day back at school since her mom had passed was a lot harder than expected. She handled the situation with grace on the outside, as usual. The strawberry blonde would smile politely at anyone who told her the principal would be missed greatly but deep down she was drowning. Everywhere she turned in the hallway brought back a memory of her mother, especially passing the office. Natalie’s belongings were all still there and Lydia thought about the fact that she’d probably have to go through them within the next few weeks and clear the office out for the new principal. She just couldn’t do that. Lydia couldn’t even stand to be in the school any longer because the reminders of what happened were becoming too much. Any memory she had of her mother became replaced with the one of her being murdered within a few seconds, which meant the guilt creeped in for Lydia. When the third period bell rang she ended up pushing past people in the hallway to go outside and get some fresh air. Lydia couldn’t seem to catch a decent breath to calm down so she dug her nails into her skin tightly and poked at some of her bruises that weren’t healing. That was usually enough to calm Lydia down but this time it wasn’t and she had the strong urge to just go straight into the woods and ask Death to just kill her completely. Maybe go find an omega werewolf or anything that could hurt her and make her feel some sort of repercussion for what she’d done to her mom. But when Lydia went to grab her keys from her bag she turned around and bumped into someone she hadn’t exactly wanted to see- Scott. She desperately hoped he hadn’t seen the entire thing.