“SO... YOU’RE A MUNDANE? The only one in your group?”
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“SO... YOU’RE A MUNDANE? The only one in your group?”
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SCOTT AND STILES NO LONGER JOINED AT THE HIP is enough to cause concern. it sees whispers through the halls at school and A RIFT AMONGST THE PACK that everyone chooses to ignore. lydia is no such fool. because friendships can seemingly be severed so easily, but NOT TETHERS and she will not stand for the wreckage no one wants to clean up.
SHE IS LOYAL TO SCOTT, has willingly decided to stand beside him through whatever comes their way. but she was once closer to stiles. he makes himself scarce, keeps himself apart, but he is no match for lydia martin when she is determined and KNOWS HER OPPONENT. so she waits until the end of the day, perching herself atop the hood of the jeep until he comes out to LEAVE.
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coming into the cafeteria , sky hued eyes veil over the crowd until she spots him . she can hear his voice . as she draws over to the table , a orange wrapped chocolate slips from her fingers and in front of him on the table. “ ---- for the one that the vending machine ate earlier. “
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‘ you’re staring --- ‘ there is a brief beat , a few flutters of her eyelashes as she crosses her arms over her chest and inquisitively looks up at him . ‘ --- more like stalking . you are aware that I usually can tell when i’m being trailed by some tall , lanky high schooler --- right ? it’s not hard to miss you . ‘
trembling hand stretches out to her friend’s door. knocking vigorously , anxiety & fear written all over her face. “ STILES , stiles ! “ her cries could be heard up & down the streets of this small town , which was becoming more & more of a normality. finally the door swung open , to a frightening image of the wolf. tears rolling down her cheeks , glistening under the porch light , clothes stained in dark red blood , fear in her eyes. “ i i didn’t mean .... “ she choked out in between sobs.
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SACCHARINE IS SHE ! blessed in the likeness of aphrodite herself . features were crafted by the gods . but so sorrowfully does death follow in pursuit . lucifer’s very own voodoo doll , toying with frail heartstrings . the M A R T Y R surrounds herself with warm souls to accompany her on the journey of SACRIFICE . two souls -- BONNIE & CAROLINE -- had interwoven themselves within her . yet , the day was occupied by SOLITUDE . a knock triggers the desire of viable arrival . ❛ come in ! ❜
‘ STILES, I PROMISE —— i’m OKAY, really. ‘ she mumbles. ‘ i’ll be fine. ‘
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how ruinous they are , , two gold - soaked gods fighting their own ichor . sun soaks their irises , trying so hard to fill themselves with such a light . they rummage the earth like nomads , looking for a source of life force . because they’re tired , running clean of red , they have nothing else to lose but themselves . warm water fills her sponge , running it over bared shoulders , cleaning ivory skin of the tainted sanguine . the water that he was emerged in became murky , running the sponge over his back . she was sure to keep a soft touch , feather - like fingers fall onto the expanse of his back . you feel cold , distant . the monsters you kill aren’t here , they aren’t under your skin , crawling like sunken tendrils . only i am here . trying to push my daisies into your mouth , make you feel soft again . see light among the bloody , grappling darkness .
❛ how is the water ? is it too hot ? ❜
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