Chapter 43 | The Guy and the Text Message
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Stiles POV
Adeline takes me to the rooftop, nagging me to walk faster. "Dude, for a guy who looks like in top, physical condition, you kinda suck at walking fast."

"Oh yeah. See, it's not like I haven't slept for the past few months or anything like that. And it's not like I'm in rehab, where the food is, at most, decent." I respond very sarcastically.

"Well, looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Adeline murmurs.

"Well, you did wake me up at 2am so..."

"Whatever, you're gonna like my apology present."

"Oh, is it an all expense trip to the city of love?" I say with the sarcastic enthusiasm.

"First of all, Paris is the city of lights. Not the city of love. And second of all...," Adeline groans as she pushes the metal bars of the door and we are finally standing on the rooftop, "This is your surprise!"

"Standing on the roof of a two story building? I knew you wanted to kill me."

"Shut up! I can't kill you—"

"Cause you like me." I smirk.

"Eww no. If I kill you, who else am I gonna watch while they're sleeping? Practically everyone in here is a creep." Adeline whispers.

"Huh. You don't say?" I respond, yup, you guessed it, sarcastically.

"Anyways, the reason I brought you here, on the rooftop, is so that no one can see—"

"You try kill me?"

"Honestly, I'm really fighting the urge to push you off this building."

"But you can't. Cause you like me." I grin, then wink at her. All she does is stare at me, like that 'i'm-honestly-gonna-kill-this-guy-with-my-bare-hands look.' "Okay, sorry." I say in a serious tone, but secretly laughing inside.

"Know what. Before you say anything else, here." Adeline takes out a phone, my phone, from her pocket and places it in my hand. "I know you wanna call somebody."

"But— how did you get this?"

"Stiles. Don't underestimate a top secret spy."

I look at the phone again, and there is only one person I want to call. My dad. Although, he didn't answer because I forgot he had work. I left a voice mail for him though. Saying how I love him. Thanking him for everything. For helping me. Then, I called Scott. Didn't answer either. Guess he's still mad at me. But I still left a voicemail for him too. I tried Malia. Apparently, she doesn't use her phone as much as I thought. Still, I left her a voicemail. I didn't have anyone else I wanted to call, so I gave it back to Adeline.

"You forgot to call someone." Adeline says.

"Who?"

"Lydia." It was as if the name Lydia had become so foreign until now. I remember everything again. Everything.

"Oh." Is all I say.

"I hear you talking about her in your sleep; don't get creeped out by that. You never lock your door and I get bored."

I glare at her, and I could she that my glare is making her uncomfortable. Throughout that, it is as if we were communicating through our eyes.

"Anyways, I just thought you wanted to talk to her." Adeline tugs away the strand of hair and pulls it behind her ear. "Umm, but if you don't wanna talk to her, it's okay."

"Can I— should I text her?" I look at the phone, and my hands play around with it. "I just don't want to hear her voice right now. I don't think I'm ready."

"Yeah, of course. I'll just, I'll wait from afar."

Adeline walks away, and sits down on the rooftop, near the door. She begins to look at the sky and quietly hum a song. I think it's "Oh, Ms. Believer" by Twenty One Pilots. I'm not entirely sure though.

Then, I begin to type what I've wanted to ask for so long. I just need closure.

"Hey Lydia. I know you hate me, and I know you can never forgive me after what I've done. I'm not searching for any pity once I say what I need to say; I just need to breathe. I haven't slept, and my doses of Sleeping Pills have increased. Now, I'm in rehab. I'm healing. I just want to hear your voice, know every ounces of words you used, and what you did today; maybe that will help me sleep again.

"But as much as I want too, I can't. I don't think I would ever be ready to hear your voice again. Every time I close my eyes, the image of you pops up in that reoccurring nightmare. I— I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you."
Sent 2:37am

"Okay, Adeline. Let's go?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna have to take your phone now. I kinda need to return it back from once it came."

"Alright. Don't get caught." I laugh.

"Do you even know me? I'm a top secret spy. I got this."

Author's Note
*me after watching Teen Wolf | Season 6*
I don't know anymore. I just— WHY ARE THE GHOST RIDERS TAKING RANDOM PEOPLE?! DO THEY TAKE SUPERNATURAL PEOPLE?!?! I know they took Peter Hale but was that intentional? Also, I want Lydia's outfit on Season 6 Episode 5 but the only money I have is the penny I found on the floor (: Anyways, I'm craving meatballs and it's 4:16am.
Love ya all!!!