Out Of My Mind: Book Two

Secrets

Lydia
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I had never been so tired in my life.

We hadn't fully slept in forever, and it was clearly taking its toll on us.

My eyes dropped every five seconds, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything Scott was saying. Whenever I felt myself falling asleep, I would quickly force my eyes to open, glancing at Scott to try and pick up on what he was saying.

It had something to do with the whole "scale tipping" thing, but I couldn't really focus.

Everything since the tether had gotten cut and Stiles got his memories back seemed boring and dull. Of course I was thrilled when we woke up and his memories were back. For a moment, we were almost happy. But then, even a second later... It's like we both had no emotion what so ever. All we could feel was empty and sad. And that being said, it was hard to focus on every day things now that everything was so dull and lifeless, and being extremely tired didn't help.

I glanced sideways towards Stiles. His eyes were closed and he was leaning half against the desk and half against my side, drool dripping out of the side of his mouth.

I stared for a moment, and considered whether I should let him sleep or not. He got even less sleep than me every night, and I barely slept. But... If the pack found out that we hadn't slept at all, they'd probably question us or do something stupid. That's why Stiles and I had tried so hard to hide out tiredness from them.

I nudged him and he flailed awake, slamming his hands into the desk and keeping them pressed flat behind him, and leaning awkwardly in a way that only Stiles could. If his drooling and swaying sleepiness hadn't already gotten the attention of the rest of the pack, that definitely did.

"Are you okay Stiles?" Allison asked.

Stiles looked at Allison before jerking his head towards me, finally realizing that he had fallen asleep and standing up, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Are you okay?" He said in response to her question. It was clear that he was trying to be slick and confuse her, but that probably wasn't the best way of doing it. I looked at him, my eyebrows knit together as I shook my head, wanting to face palm. That was the best response he could come up with?

"Uhm... Yes?" Allison said. Stiles nodded.

"That's great." He said before leaning back against the desk, tapping his fingers against it, as if he solved all of our problems with his "creative" comebacks. I shook my head, looking back at the group and Scott raised an eyebrow at us. "Uhh... okay?" Scott said before continuing to talk.

"Scott there'll be too much bloodshed- it'll be more red than Lydia's hair."

"Her hair's strawberry blonde" Stiles said, quickly cutting Chase off.

"Oh, so now he listens, now that he can correct someone he listens to the meeting." Chase said. Stiles stepped forward, angrily. It was clear that the humorous mood of the group was gone within seconds of their bickering.

"Hey, why don't you shut up?" Stiles said, stepping even closer. Chase shook his head and spoke again.

"Why are you even at this meeting anyways? You're not supernatural- you're not a Nogitsune or a tether anymore-"

"Because Scott and I started this pack- we were the original pack-" Stiles was cut off by Scott, who awkwardly spoke up, trying to cut in to the fight between the two twins.

"Technically, I was part of Derek's pack first and then it branched off into this one..." Stiles pursed his lips, sighing and bringing his hand to his forehead.