Forever and Always (Sciles)

Lydia POV

When I wake up Saturday morning, I feel refreshed, almost as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Kinda strange, considering the terrible dream I had last night, but talking to my mom about Ben has made me feel a whole lot better about that situation.

I will try and figure out what my dream meant soon, preferably without telling anyone because I don't want to cause anyone to panic. Once I figure out what the dream meant though, of course I'll tell the pack. If something really is coming to Beacon Hills to make the town run red with blood, as the voice suggested, I obviously need to inform my friends so we can be prepared to fight. There's no way we'll let evil take over and destroy Beacon Hills without a fight. I don't care what the voice told me, I still feel like we have an advantage due to my premonitions. Hopefully I will have time in the next couple of days to do some digging to try and decipher my dream.

Today though, I want to go and talk to Ben about things. More specifically, about us. I am kind of nervous about it, but I know I have to do it. Otherwise, the unspoken thing between us will never be spoken about. If Ben does have feelings for me, I think he would be too scared to admit it, which is understandable. He wouldn't want to make things awkward between us or risk getting his heart broken again. I just want to clear things up between us, I guess. It'd be embarrassing if everyone else could see something between us that we didn't, or just never acted upon it even though we might want to. I've already seen how that storyline plays out with Scott and Stiles. Even Malia and Kira were oblivious to each other's feelings. Then there was the fact that the pack had to help try and get Isaac and Kara together. There seems to be a theme running here. Unlike most of my friends that are already in relationships (which by the way, took way too long to actually begin, at least in my opinion), at least I have figured out my feelings on my own and I am determined to do something about it. Yes, I'm still nervous, but I'm pretty confident that talking to Ben is the right thing to do.

I get out of bed, brush my hair and put it up into a loose bun, get changed out of my pajamas and into a cute floral dress with ankle boots. I grab a denim jacket and put it on as well. I then brush my teeth and put on some slight make up. Once that is all done, I gaze at myself in the mirror, giving myself the once over, making sure that I look okay. I nod in satisfaction, knowing that I look decent enough to go out and visit Ben. My heart starts beating nervously, so I try to take a deep breath to calm myself down.

"Okay, let's do this." I mutter to myself before I turn around, grab my handbag that contains my phone, purse and a few small essential makeup pieces. I hang the strap over my shoulder and walk out of my room, down the stairs and then out of the house towards my car. I'm not really hungry, so I'm okay with skipping breakfast today. If worst comes to worst, I can grab something on the way back from Stiles' house, or maybe even get something while I'm there.

I jump into my car, put the keys into the ignition and twist them, the car engine roaring to life. I pull out of the driveway and begin the drive towards Stiles' house, hoping that Ben will still be there. I mean, it is only 9am, so it is more than likely he will be, as Kara and Stiles probably are too. I just hope that Ben will be awake and up, willing to talk to me alone. As I drive, I turn on the radio and tune it to my favorite station to hear it playing a Shawn Mendes song. I nod my head a little in time with the beat, quietly humming the lyrics of 'Treat You Better'.

After about 10 minutes, I pull up in front of the Stilinski house, and park in the driveway next to Stiles' as the Sheriff's car is already gone. I presume Stiles' dad must already be at work. Once I cut the engine and take the key out of ignition, I stuff the keys back into my handbag, I gather my things and get out of the car, closing the car door behind me. I then start walking up to the front of the house, my ankle boots' heels clicking against the ground as I go. I keep walking until I reach the front door, and I hesitate for a moment, having second doubts about this whole thing. Is this really a good idea? What if I have completely misjudged this whole situation and Ben doesn't like me in that way at all? Would it ruin our friendship?