<Lydia's POV>

Jackson and I arrive back at his apartment after the movie theater fiasco. He's in a pretty bad mood and is honestly scaring me. Throwing his shoes at a wall I jump and back away a little.

"Lydia, how could you let those people embarrass me like that?" Jackson asks with his deep voice raised high.

"I don't know, maybe because you were feeling me up at a movie theater," I spit back. He comes closer to me and points at my face.

"You're supposed to be my girlfriend, can't you just do that for me?" He asks disgruntled.

"No I can't because I'm breaking up with you," I say and start to walk away.

"No you aren't because if you do, your going to regret it," Jackson yells. I chuckle.

"What are you going to do abuse me, bye asshole," I scream back.

"That's a great idea Lydia," Jackson says. I freeze in fear. Jackson pushes me to the ground and holds my neck with his hand gripping hard. "Break up with me, or tell anyone what I'm doing and I swear to god I will beat you to death," Jackson murmurs. I choke out a weak okay and then Jackson let's me up.

What have I done?

<Stiles' POV>

One week after Jackson and Lydia argued.

Allison and I are meeting up at my apartment. We've done this a few times now. She had just had lunch with Lydia and is going to be here any second. I walk around aimlessly until my apartment doorbell rings.

Rushing I open the door and Allison walks in. We sit in the kitchen and I bring out a two glasses filled with water. Allison shakes her head with disappointment. "No Stiles, I need something stronger," Ali demands.

"Beer?" I ask.

"Do I look 18 year old underage drinker to you? Get me a bottle of vodka with a shot of tequila," she demands.

"Oh geez, what happened with Lydia?" I ask worried. She sighs.

"Get me the vodka and I'll tell you," she once again requests. I get up and pour her a glass of vodka. Once I t down and give it to her she chugs the entire thing and cringes her face at the end. I look at her in shock. "Ok so the worst thing happened at the lunch date I had with Lydia today!" Allison exclaims. I start to worry.

"What happened?" I ask in a panic. Allison practically screams across the table.

"She was happy!" Allison says angrily. I look at her confused.

"So the problem is?" I ask. Ali grunts.

"It means Jackson is threatening her in some way numbskull!" She yells.

"How do you know?"

"Because, a few days before she was angry at him and upset, now she's too happy, Jackson obviously doesn't want them breaking up which means he's threading her to look happy or else he'll do something to her!" Ali rants. It takes me a second to comprehend, but once I fully understand I gasp in horror.

"We need to do something,"I say.

"Ok well I already have the proper weapon and place ready so-" Ali begins. I cut her off mid-sentence.

"Wait what are you talking about?" I ask quizzically.

"I thought you meant we were killing him, cause I've been planning that for almost a week now," Allison says. I slap her arm.

"Are you crazy? We would get arrested!" I yell. She rolls her eyes.

"What does a few years in prison matter?" She asks.

"We're not killing him!"

"Fine!" Allison adds angrily.

We plan for awhile and come to the confusion that we will sneak into Jacksons apartment and record weather or not Jackson is doing something to Lydia, then bring the evidence to the police.

I just hope we don't get caught.

A/N
I suck.
This chapter sucks
The grammar sucks
The quality sucks
The character development sucks
The timing sucks
The story line sucks
Pretty much this whole thing is sucky
Sorry for the long wait
I suck