"It's perfect," she says, "it's okay. I love you." And maybe that was the problem.
You spend the rest of the night wondering how you let a ghost steal your life.
"It's your fault," she whispers, with venom that the alcohol can't quite dull, "it's your fault she's dead."
In the middle of a storm a strawberry blonde girl and a whiskey-eyed boy tumble into the emergency room, and that's how it all begins. [PROMPTS ONLY. If you want another chapter, send me a prompt.]
"All right, I'll ask." He pauses, looking back at the unconscious girl on the back seat... and says, "What the hell is a Stiles?"
The first few times she says it, he doesn't listen. But this time it's different. [or: this time Lydia does make a prediction and Stiles suddenly wishes she hadn't.]
As the world around her fades, she even thinks she can hear his voice, calling out a name. But the thing is, it's not her name anymore. [or: it takes a little bit of torture, some bad timing, and a near-death experience for them to realize how they feel.]
It's been two months since they defeated the nogitsune, two weeks since he finally asked out the girl of his dreams, and two minutes since his world fell apart. [or: Lydia ends up in the hospital and Stiles thinks it's his fault.]
When the demon came tap-tap-tapping at his mind, he'd opened the door. (or: Stiles and the nogitsune paint the town blood-red.)
"You're not Stiles," she says, an accusation not a question, because she already knows. She can see it in his eyes. (or: the nogitsune kidnaps Lydia and the pack tries to save her.)
When Spencer gets too close to the truth, the A-Team takes drastic measures to minimize the damage. With their best friend missing, Aria, Hanna, and Emily need to work together to find her - or risk losing her forever. [Prequel to 'the devil you know'.]
The unspoken words glimmer in their eyes, pulse through their veins, but refuse to fall from their tongues. (or: Lydia and Allison meet in limbo and try to work out who's actually dead.)
She doesn't think they even managed to finish the spell before Stiles – the demon – had attacked them. She wonders if they're all dead. She wonders if she's dead. (or: Lydia accidentally saves the nogitsune, who repays the debt.)
"If you hadn't shown up when you did, I might have taken those." / "And if you hadn't called when you did, I'd be halfway to Alabama by now."
"Well," he said, still holding the gun like it was completely natural, "good guys just aren't what they used to be."
Face to face with her attacker... the face of an angel, the visage of a killer... she knows it's over.