It's Always Been You || Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 77 - A Credible Threat

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I groan in frustration, trying to lay my hair in a way that's not painful however also successful in covering this ridiculous, post surgical healing sight I've got going on the side of my head

There's a knock on my door and I flick my eyes up in the mirror watching as Lydia pops her head inside the doorway, a smile instantly lighting up my face as I turn around towards her.

She returns my smile and crosses my room in no time, arms wide open before embracing me in a tight hug.

Tears well in my eyes instantly because while I've seen her since everything went down at Eichen, I haven't actually gotten to talk to her and I've missed my best friend

Lyds pulls back and she mirrors my fighting back the tears as she sets her hands on the sides of my face. She makes a face before she moves them and rests her hands on my shoulders with her words "Damn is it good to see you out of the hospital room"

I chuckle lightly and rest my hands on her forearms, nodding once "Couldn't agree more sweets"

She smiles, clearing her throat "Addy, what you did– what you went through because of me–"

I make a noise, stopping her words immediately "Lyds, I love you and I would do anything to ensure you were safe."

A few tears roll down her cheeks and she removes one of her hands from my shoulder to wipe her face with the sleeve of her shirt as she nods "I already knew that, and I just want you to know I feel the same way about keeping you safe."

I scoff lightly, reassuring her "Yea, you don't have to tell me twice, it wasn't even a second thought for you to push me out of Theo's path– which was what started this whole mess to begin with."

Lydia smiles softly, "You're my best friend Addy– my family even before we knew we were literally family"

I pull her in for another hug, muttering my agreement before she pulls back and shakes her head "alright enough crying for the both of us, I thought you might want some help on how to style your hair to hide what I know you are worried about hiding?"

I throw my head back lightly, making a noise of agreement as I grip onto her a little tighter with my declaration "Oh sweet christ, yes please"

We share a chuckle before she sits me down on the end of my bed and gets to work placing two loose French braids on each side of the top of my head down to just past my ears. She gathers the top half of my hair and puts it into a bun, leaving the bottom half of my waves flowing down my back.

It's beautiful and covers the healing wound perfectly while being loose enough to not agitate it throughout the day.

I gasp softly, turning my head from side to side admiring her work "Lyds, I love it– thank you so much"

"Anytime darling, alright now for some clothes–" she trails off and heads to my closet.

I smile towards her back, appreciating in the fact of how much joy she still takes from dressing me up.

She grabs a dark navy sweater and some brown knee high boots in each of her hands, turning around with a bright smile as she suggests "Paired with some leggings to be nice and comfy for your first day back?"