The darkness within

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 10

Stiles had pulled Lydia close to him. Her pale frozen hands were in between his warm bloody ones. The boy had ignored the fear in her eyes and was warming up her hands by blowing hot air on them. 

- Is that better? Stiles looked at her, without making any attempt to move his head away from her palms. Lydia didn't know how to react. 

The boy's eyes were dark, dipped in apathy and yet they emitted love for her. He was lovesick for her and had kept it for so long that it drove him into darkness. 

- You don't have to be scared of me, you know. He wasn't looking at her anymore, he had turned his attention to Jackson's body that was laying lifeless behind him. 

- I would never, ever hurt you, he turned back at her. Stiles loved that girl, with all his being. And now that he had killed Jackson and had some kind of alibi, he would make her his.

- How could I not be scared, Stiles?! she finally said. 

Lydia was terrified. She had never seen anyone have such feelings hidden for so long. Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes. 

- Y-You just killed someone! You just killed the boy I liked! I was... I was finally starting to feel loved by someone! she said between sobs. 

Despite the fear within her bones, she was desperately angry at him. It took all her courage to mouth these words, especially in front of someone that was driven that far by his love for her. She was expecting that Stiles would hit her too, even kill her as well, because their feelings weren't mutual. -

 Oh, Lydia, he put his hand on her cheek gently. It felt warmer, it was a soft and sweet touch. But it was still the hand of a murderer. 

Can't you see? You are loved! I love you... I always had.

The words were real. They weren't empty like his aura. They weren't dark, like the moment of the final vow. They were deep, like his brown shiny eyes. Lydia could see the truth behind it all.