Teen Wolf Imagines

Other Half - Lydia Martin

Plot: Lydia witnesses [y/n]'s death

Some say when you find your soul mate life only gets better; others say that's a complete lie. I guess it all depends on the experience, and for Lydia, that experience wasn't all too exciting, or at least it isn't now.

She sat on the cold ground with your head in her lap like she did on most days, except for this time blood was slowly slipping from the gaping hole in your stomach. Her fingers shakily combed through your hair as you struggled to keep yours eyes open.

"[y/n], you've got to stop struggling. J-just close your eyes," Her voice cracked as you spoke which was one of the things that were keeping you from actually closing your eyes.
Lydia had already lost her best friend, and now she was losing her other half the same way.
When you came along the two of you clicked instantly-with you being a banshee and all-she felt like the she had finally found that one, special person.

"I'm not leaving you. Scott will be here with Deaton any minute and-"

"You don't have to comfort me. I know that I'm the only one that's gonna be leaving here alive, okay?"

You knew it was true. Your vision focused in and out and your heartbeat was slowing, yet you still continued to pretend like you weren't about to slip into an eternal sleep, like you weren't going to lose everything you had ever loved.

"You can't say that, Lydia, you have to have some hope," You answered lowly.

"But I'm not gonna lie to my self either." She ended her sentence with an uncontrollable sob.

You paused, "Listen, I don't want you to cry about me when I'm gone."

"[Y/n], I can't-"

"You're a strong girl, Lydia, and you've got Scott and Stiles and Kira. And I know they're gonna help you get through this." Your words faded out to a whisper.

Your eyes slowly began to close which only caused Lydia's cries to grow louder. Darkness clouded over you, and your breaths were cut short.

The last thing you heard was Lydia screaming louder than she had ever screamed before.