<Stiles' POV>

With all the force I can muster up, I throw myself through the window and land with a loud think onto the hard wood floor. I cringe in pain, but ignore the stinging in my shoulder. "You still haven't told me why I and here!" Danny shouts at me as I stand up off the ground. I completely ignore him and watch as Allison barges through the apartment door with a young girl and a bruiting man behind her. That must be Cora and her brother Derek, the people Allison was talking about. Cora, the girl who looks about our age is holding a few small tools in her hands and Derek just has a dark look on his face. His gaze stays harshly on me. Allison runs into the apartment quickly and stumbles into me as she looks around frantically. She looks at me bewildered with wide eyes and a crazy emotion playing across he face. I grab her hand in hopes that it will calm her down.

"Where the hell is she?" Allison screams. I pull Allison into my chest as she worries and try to shush her so I can listen. Soon I hear a small whimper from the bedroom. Allison perks up and hand in hand we sprint towards the door. I release her hand in order to slam on the door as Allison tries the handle. Lydia is smart, and she only proves it when Allison twists the door handle and it pops off. Allison drops the knob and looks at me worried. I throw myself into the door with all the force I can muster up but it doesn't budge. I don't over and over again until the bigger man pushes me aside. Derek moves Allison over kindly where as I was shoved away. He bears his shoulder and throws himself into the door. With a loud thud I hear the door open and dos thing very loud fall with a hard clash back onto the ground. Quickly I push Derek out of the way and follow Allison into the bedroom. I see Lydia bed is upside down. She must of put it vertically up to the door after she unscrewed the door knob. What a smart girl. The only other thing in the room besides the nearly sheet less bed is a tiny puddle of strawberry blonde curls, pale skin, watery green eyes, and a dainty nightgown. The window next to her is wide open and all the cold air is rushing into the room with the force of the wind. Allison throws herself next to her best friend and pulls her half onto her lap in order to keep her warm. I sprint to the window and slam it shut before going to the door and closing it politely so we can have some privacy. Cautiously, I walk towards the two girls with quiet steps. I lower myself to the ground next to Lydia who is crying so hard she is practically screaming. Allison is currently cuddling Lydia, but when Lydia sees me she throws herself into me. Without hesitation, my arms are thrown around her back and I am pulling her into my chest as she lets all her emotions out. Looking to Allison as I brush my fingers through Lydia's hair I see the brunette looks concerned and confused. I do not blame her. Lydia chose for me to comfort her instead of Allison. I shrug and Allison smiles sadly.

Lydia takes in a deep and shaky breath. "I wanna... I wanna go with you, I wanna go to the country, I want to get out, but I can't!" Lydia screams into my shirt, "I am a bird in a cage and there are no faults in the armor." Allison rush Lydia's back with care.!

"Lydia-" Lydia throws her head up from my chest.

"No Allison, you need to get yourself out before I trap you with me. I don't want you to be trapped too," Lydia pleads to Allison who is now crying even more. I turn Lydia to me and look deep into her sea green eyes, and ingest lost swimming in them as I speak. My hands grasp her own dainty and cold ones.

"Lydia, come with us... Lydia come with me," I beg with love laced in my voice. Lydia just stares arms for a few moments looking completely conflicted. Soon she nods her head yes slowly and then tucks herself back into my shirt.

"Who is following us?" Lydia asks, after a few minutes have past. Allison takes a deep breath as Lydia now sits on the floor directly in between the two of us.

"Me, Stiles, Isaac, Scott, Kira, and Malia," Allison answers with a faint smile. Lydia looks up at me with makeup stained, big, doe eyes. My whole body goes limp at the sight of her.

"Who are Isaac and Scott?" She asks curiously with a hoarse voice.

"My two very good buddies," I tell her kindly. I do not know is she notices but she has been holding my had the entire conversation. I don't complain or mention it and neither does she. Lydia only nods.

"Well, I know you know Malia, but Kira is our other hooker friend if you want to hook up with her as well, after Kira all you have to do is get in Allison's pants," Lydia says meanly.

"Lyds!" Allison says in disgust and surprise. I sigh an drool my eyes .

"Lydia you know I didn't want to. You know that I had no choice, your boss was going to frame me somehow if I didn't sleep with Malia or buy the product and I didn't have the money for the product since I gave you what you would have earned," I inform her. She tucks her head in my neck and grasps Allison's hand.

"I'm sorry, this is what I mean," Lydia says grimly, "all I do is hurt you guys. I don't want to hurt you two, okay? So please get me out of here."