Lydia Martin is done with the supernatural. (fieldsmedal) wrote in motelca,
All she can do is stare at him at his confirmation. Just for a moment, she doesn't move. And all of the sudden, an unexpected sob breaks it's way through her and she closes her eyes tightly. It feels like it's shattering her.
Lydia reaches for the door knob, wrapping her fingers around it tightly as she means to close the door. He isn't real. Stiles is gone. He's a ghost, just like Dahlia and she can feel hole he left behind so much more clearly now.
She never told him. And it's already too late.
He's there. But he's not coming back. There's no point in trying to hold on to him, not when she can feel it. Not when the Stiles who showed up here isn't him, not really. Even if this feels different right now, she knows better. She just needs to take a deep breath and close the door.