Who: Lydia Martin
What: Narrative
When: Saturday afternoon
Why: Missing Stiles
Rations/Status: Closed/None
It’s been about a week or so since Stiles left. No note, no good bye. All I have of him is his favorite pillow and a flannel shirt he let me wear when we went on our getaway trip. Now, I’m here alone without him. And even though I have some friends and I laugh and smile on the networks, I actually pretty depressed inside. I know his dreams where getting to him, and he was having a hard time sleeping. I just wish he would of at least told me he was leaving. Give me some time to prepare myself. But… Maybe he did it this way because it was too painful for him to tell me in person? That’s what I tell myself anyways. It was too hard for him to say anything, so he left. As quickly as he came into my life, he left just as quick. Heart break hurts, but it hurts more because I never got a chance to tell him I loved him before he left. I was going to tell him at our next vacation. Now I have this amazing room booked for us, that don’t do refunds. This is going to suck so much.
Maybe I can give the reservation to someone. And I think I know just who to give it too. Dean and his girlfriend. They deserve it and hopefully they like it. I’ll let him know today when I get on the networks. Just right now, I want to be alone with Stiles pillow. As weird as it sounds, it still smells like him. But I know the smell won’t last forever and it’ll fade away as well. But I guess, I should be happy. I experienced love for the first time and I should cherish those memories as long as I can. And in an odd way I get to see Stiles in my dreams. So, even though it might hurt for right now. I’m hoping it will get better as the days go by.
On another note. I learned in my dreams, that I’m a Banshee. Which explains why I have been breaking mirrors and windows with my screams and why I keep spacing out and wondering off during the night from my dreams as well. It’s a bit to take in, but I’m learning through my dreams as I go, so to learn more about my abilities and what exactly I can do. Though the scream in reality I could do without, especially when I wake up screaming. Buying new mirrors and widows is expensive… Maybe I’ll try hurricane proof windows on my next purchase. Hopefully that works in the end. But I have a strange feeling it’s not going to hold up. Not against my screams since their very high pitched anyways. And unfortunately, my neighbors are starting to complain about my screams, so I’m going to have to find a house that’s a bit secluded from others so not to bother them at night anymore.
I miss Stiles….
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