<Lydia's POV>

So it's been two weeks since I first met Jackson. We started going out, but I haven't told him about my interesting job. Not that he would really care. I swear all he thinks about is having sex with me. Never can I just walk around in sweatpants and a band t-shirt. He always wants me in something sexy. For once I just want to be me.

Walking out of work I tell Ali that I'll see her later and walk back to Jackson in my my apartment aka hell. When I open the door I prepare myself for the guy in front of me.

"Hey Lydia," Jackson says smiling. He grabs my hand and kisses me on the lips. I softly kiss back, but something doesn't feel right. It's not the first time I've felt this. In fact it happens every time I kiss Jackson.

"Hey Jackson,"I say pulling away from the 'kiss'. He puts his arm around my waist and I flinch.

"Do you maybe want to have some fun," he says nodding to the bedroom. I sigh as he start to kiss me again. Pulling away I suggest something else.

"How about we do something normal, like go to the movies." When I say this Jackson hangs his head low, but solemnly agreed. Finally a normal date.

<Stiles' POV>

I hope Lydia's okay. Her and Jackson are all that's on my mind. That guy gives me the creeps. I trust that Lydia's friends will help her since obviously I can't help her in case something goes wrong.

I try to brush the thought away as I walk out of my building and onto the streets of the city. My eyes skim someone with short dark hair that falls in wavy wisps over her shoulders. I could've sworn that was the girl I saw Lydia run to when I made her cry. In fact I know that's the girl I saw from my window.

Quickly I run through the people to the girl. "Hey can you help me with something," is the first thing I say to her. She smiles widely.

"Ya sure," she says smiling. Success!

"Um, I'm Stiles and I was wondering if-" she interrupts me and her eyebrows furrow in anger.

"Never mind can't help you," she retorts quickly and starts to walk away. I grab her arm and hold her back.

"Please, it's about Lydia." When I say this she sighs and I lead her into a nearby diner to talk. Once we are seated I start talking. "So like I said I need to talk to you about L-"

"I'm Allison by the way," she says once again interrupting me. I look at her and sarcastically smile.

"That's great, now as I was saying, I need to talk about L-"

"You know you really hurt her," Allison says, looking at me blankly.

"I know I'm so-"

"Do you know how many lethal weapons I have at my apartment?" Allison asks, quite rudely. I hold back my screams.

"No, but-"

"Over fifty."

"That's g-"

"But that's just lethal weapons." She mentions.

"Okay so-"

"I also own many smaller weapons that could just torture you slowly."

"Ok-" I start.

"Painfully."

"Th-"

"I also have a six inch blade in my wallet." She says beginning to pull it out.

"God damn it, let me talk!" I say in annoyance. Finally she tilts her head to the side, puts her wallet down and gestures for me to speak. Sighing I finally am able to say a whole sentence. "I need to ask you about Lydia. Does she seem happy?" Allison just raises an eyebrow in response.

"Well ya she's got a smoking hot boyfriend who didn't break her heart," she says widening her eyes. Rolling my eyes I push for more information.

"But does she seem different?"

"No, she's perfectly happy, in fact her and her boyfriend are going on a date tonight."

"Where?"

<Lydia's POV>

Jackson and I take our seats in the theater that smells of popcorn and butter. Not to mention the sticky spots on the floor from spilt sodas.

For a while we watch the movie in peace until Jackson starts to get rowdy. His hand slides on to my thigh and starts rubbing it with his thumb. It didn't bother me at first, until her put his other hand on my shoulder pulling me into him as he kisses my lips.

"Jackson I'm trying to watch," I tell him sternly, pushing his hands off and concentrating on the loud action packed movie.

"Babe, I'm sorry," he says, but I can tell it isn't the truth. I just tell him it's okay and try to get lost in the movie. Shuffling of feet from behind us interrupts my concentration. Not only that, but Jackson had his hand on my thigh again. I sigh in annoyance. Jackson starts to kiss my neck. As I fight to push him away he just keeps caressing me.

A voice comes from behind us comes closer to Jacksons ear. "Hey buddy, the decent girl doesn't want to get it on in public, keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little self," the guy says. I hold in a laugh and look back at the person who spoke. Unfortunately he and someone next to him both have they're hoods pulled over they're faces. I once again internally cry as Jackson pulls me out of the theater.

<Stiles' POV>

After Allison told me where their date was I told her my suspicions of Jackson. She admitted that Jackson has been really touchy and Lydia did sometimes seem annoyed even though she was happy to have a boyfriend. She agreed to come with me to watch them on their date. We made sure to were hoodies so Lydia wouldn't see who we were.

After we successfully observed them on their date Allison agreed that Jackson was nothing but trouble. We promised to try and split them up at all costs. I like this Allison chick.

In total honesty, she's pretty bad ass.

A/N yay and update finally! Haha, anyway have a good day/night! Btw you have no idea how much inline the little scene between Ali and Stiles in the diner💕😂