Lydia Martin (bansheecries) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-12-13 08:04:00 |
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Who: Lydia Martin
What: Narrative
When: Last week/bendy time
Where: Her apartment
Why: Lydia dreams of getting attack, attack wounds bleed into reality
Status: Complete
Ratings: Mention of dream attacks
Lydia felt like she was on cloud nine the past few days, ever since her lunch with Loki. Sure, Stiles and Scott gave her a hard time, but Lydia could handle hard times. But tonight, she relaxed for once finally. Her project pushed off to the side as she leaned back in her chair, slowly drifting off to sleep.
The sound of music and chatter filled her head, as balloons filled the ground. She was at school, in the gym to be exact. It was clear Lydia was having another dream, the one of the dance. “Fields medal.” Her dreamself said correcting Stiles, who happened to be her date for the dance. It wasn't long after that, that the two were on the dance floor dancing to a slow song.
Lydia could feel her lips curling as she slept. Finally, she thought. A normal dream.
But it seemed dream her wanted to find Jackson, in truth, she wasn't to thrilled about the guy, and couldn't figure out why her dreamself was into him. Still, Stiles offered to help her find him, and the two were gone.
It was like a quick fast forward moment in her dream, when she found herself on the lacrosse field suddenly, watching as a figure slowly approached her. “Jackson?” was all dream her was able to say, right before she heard Stiles screaming her name and for her to run. That knot in her stomach was clear, Lydia was already trying to wake from her dream. But nothing, she was far too into it to wake up.
That is, until she woke up screaming just as her dreamself was attacked. The sudden feel of a sharp pain in her side had her falling out that chair and gasping in pain, looking to her hand and all around her she would see that puddle of blood developing, as she lifted her shirt. Three visible claw marks to her side were scene.
Stumbling for her phone she faced time Stiles. And just as he picked up. “...Help…” was all the redhead managed to say before passing out from the pain, and hearing the faint voice of Stiles screaming her name.