It's not that I hate her, I just really do.
Note: Inspired by a prompt on marrishzone
I hope you like it.
Ever since Parrish became a part of the pack (in a way), Lydia has been spending nights with him down at the station, introducing him to the bestiary and trying to help him figure out what he was. At first their meetings were just formal since none wanted to initiate something they couldn’t finish, but as days passed, they became much more comfortable around each other and sometimes they even shared little secrets. That’s why Lydia was quite surprised when the door to his office flew open one night as they were working on a case and a tall brunette walked in, her eyes fixed on Jordan, not even noticing Lydia was sitting on the couch across the room, reading a file. “I though you said you would call?” The girl let out a sigh and Jordan literally jumped off his chair, almost tripping and landing on his face as he blurted out “I was just—” but she cut him off “Working? Baby, you know how much I worry.” Baby? Lydia could swear the color started to drain from her cheeks once the situation changed and now the brunette closed the distance between her and Jordan, her arms wrapping around his waist as she pulled him in for a kiss. Jordan had a girlfriend? Lydia gulped down, feeling utterly uncomfortable, so as quiet as she could, she tried to leave the office, but guess the girl sensed the movement since she broke the kiss and turned around to Lydia, flustered Parrish trying to avoid both of their gazes “I did not know you were alone?” Her voice was laced with curiosity as she turned her head back to Parrish, but Lydia could have sworn it was more than that. “Oh no, I’m just a consultant and Sheriff Stilinski asked me to go through some papers with Deputy.” Lydia quickly replied and offered her a slight smile before adding “We were just wrapping things up, sorry for interrupting.” And before anyone could say anything more, she stepped out of the office, closing the door behind her and letting out a long breath she didn’t notice she was holding all this time. Parrish had a girlfriend, which meant Lydia had no chance. Tears started to burn in her eyes as she rushed out of the station and for a moment she scolded herself for even thinking there could be something between the two of them. Settling in her car, she wiped her eyes and took a few deep breaths before reaching for the key and starting the engine, but just as she did, there was a knock on her window that made her jump and gasp in surprise. Once she got back to her senses, she turned her head to the side to see who it was, and shockingly… it was Parrish’s girlfriend. Not knowing what exactly to think, Lydia lowered down her window and glanced up at the girl who had cut her off before she even started to speak “Just so you know, he is not interested. So back off because we’re happy. Have a safe drive home.” The girl gave her a bitter smile and stormed off, leaving behind a confused and shocked Lydia. ‘What the…?’ She thought to herself as she glanced at her review mirror just to see if the girl was still somewhere behind her, but she was gone and Lydia couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable as she sensed Parrish probably didn’t know about this side to his girlfriend, because if he did, he would probably never let her speak to Lydia like this.
The other day Lydia did something she never thought she would… she was talking to Stiles about Parrish and what happened the night before. “He has a girlfriend?!” Stiles choked on his fries and Lydia had to pat him on the back to help him catch his breath. Apparently he was so shocked Parrish didn’t trust him with that secret. “Yeah, and you should hear what happened next.” Lydia told Stiles the entire thing word by word and he just sat there, staring at her as if she had said the most unreasonable thing in the world. “Why would she even think you’re interested? Is there something more I should know?” His question made her roll eyes at him and shake her head in frustration “God, Stiles, we were just going through the bestiary and some case file. It’s not like I threw myself at him and had a steamy make out session.” Though, she wouldn’t mind something like that happening, but of course, she didn’t mention that. “And she just came onto you like that?” Stiles frowned and started stuffing his mouth with fries again “Thas jus rude.” He baffled out, his mouth full. “Yeah and I have no idea what to do about it.” Lydia’s brows furrowed in confusion as she played with the straw from her smoothie. “Tell Parrish? I mean, he’s a good guy and I doubt he would go with what she did. The poor guy probably doesn’t even know what’s going on.” Stiles had a point, but Lydia wasn’t really comfortable coming up to Parrish and saying ‘Hey, your girlfriend thinks we’re hooking up and she told me to back off’ but she knew she had to do something. “Are you going down to the station now?” She asked Stiles who just nodded his head as he finished his fries and got up from his chair. “We’ll go together.” He patted Lydia’s shoulder and headed out with her. In the next few minutes they were down at the station and Lydia still dwelled whether she should talk to Parrish or not, but running into sheriff right at the door gave her an excuse to go and see him as the sheriff said he dropped off some files for her to look at in Parrish’s office. Nodding her head, Lydia went to find Parrish and just as she reached the door, she could hear he was not alone. “Why can’t you take the night off?” A female voice asked and Parrish replied in an instant “Because I have to work tonight.” - “But you’re a deputy! Can’t you have some time off?” - “I can when I am given the time off, I can’t just go out whenever I please!” Now he raised his voice as well “Please, Jordan, just tonight.” She begged and Jordan let out a frustrated groan “I’ll talk to the sheriff.” Lydia shook her head at the conversation and then knocked on the door, entering after Parrish yelled to come in. “Hello deputy, the sheriff said you have a file for me?” Lydia asked in a flat voice before turning to his girlfriend and giving her a polite smile which the girl didn’t return “Yes! He dropped it off this morning, and I was hoping we could talk about it before you get to read it, there are a few things you should know first.” He quickly started to go through the papers on his table and his girlfriend sighed at how worked up he was. “Call me later.” She asked as she tilted his chin up to peck him and then stormed out of the office, shooting Lydia a glare as she went out. Both Lydia and Parrish just stood there in silence, avoiding each other’s view until she just couldn’t hold it “You do know she is unreasonable, right?” Parrish’s head instantly shot up, eyes wide and lips parting but no sound left them “And last night she told me to back off because the two of you are happy.” His ears were red now and after a few moments he regained his voice “I-I am sure she did not mean it in that way. She can be a bit… stubborn at times, but she is a good person. She really is.” His words threw her off guard and she decided not to make any further comments since he obviously didn’t trust her. “If that’s what you say. It’s none of my business anyway.” She raised her hands for a moment and then walked over to him, taking the file and heading out the door “Lydia!” He called after her “We need to talk about the case, I need to fill —” but she cut him off “I am sure Sheriff could do that.” Her words felt like a slap to him and she regret saying them, but she had no intentions of taking them back. “Hey did you—” Stiles asked as he met her in the hallway and she just replied quickly “He doesn’t believe me. Let’s go, I really don’t want to be here right now.” Stiles just nodded his head and followed her outside, coming up with a plan of his own as they got back in their cars. “Lydia” he yelled through the window and she turned her head to meet his gaze “My place?” He asked and she nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. It was a while since they spent some time together like this and she was really glad they could, after all, Stiles was the only best friend she had left since…. her. The thought was too painful and Lydia couldn’t bring herself to say or think of her name. Not now.
Days passed and Lydia still avoided going down to the station as she really didn’t want to see Parrish. She didn’t even return his calls or texts and it was then she finally admit herself she was acting that way because she felt something for him. Something more than just friends, and she wasn’t sure what to do about it, so she took up one of Stiles’s philosophies “Ignore the problem until it eventually goes away.” Yeah. It was a good philosophy, but what she didn’t know was that Stiles was on a mission of his own and that was getting to know Parrish’s girlfriend better. If she knew what he was doing, she’d probably kill him for it and truth to be told, when he came out with it after a few days, she almost did. “What the hell Stiles!?” Lydia almost screamed and he started throwing his arms around, waving them like a maniac “What the hell me? What the hell you?” His question had her confused and before she could even think about it more she yelled again “What in the world are you trying to say?” Now Stiles was confused too, and probably shocked since he stopped waving his arms around “Are you serious?” His eyebrows arched, making Lydia groan “Do I look like I am anything other than that?” - “Well, yeah, you look like you are going to punch me in the face any second now.” He shrugged and she sat down at the edge of her bed to calm down. “Lydia, it’s obvious that you like him and-” - ” I DO NOT.” she exclaimed and shot him a glare but he just went on “Of course not. And to be honest, his girlfriend sucks. She’s been talking him into some pretty stupid stuff and he just obeyed. That sweet facade is as fake as Scott’s chest hair!” He rolled his eyes and she just stared at him, completely dumbfounded “Scott’s chest hair?” She repeated and he shook his head again “Yeah, but that doesn’t matter now, back to the point. He doesn’t get what she is doing to him and we need to show him that. Oh and I know you’ve been avoiding him, he’s quite upset about that.” Upset? Parrish? About her avoiding him? But why? “Don’t make me draw it to you, I left my highlighters at home.” He groaned and Lydia quickly blinked a few times before finally speaking up again “What do we do then?” And that was enough for Stiles to flash her one of his victorious smiles “Just listen to me.”
"I cannot believe I actually listened to you." She shook her head as he drove them down to the station "Just relax." Stiles had it all planned out but Lydia was still a bit suspicious about the whole thing. They were entering the station before she could even process the entire thing again and once they entered Parrish’s office, they found his girlfriend eagerly snooping through his stuff. "That’s not nice." Stiles said and she jumped away from the table, her head shooting up to meet them "And who are you to tell me that?" Her tone was sarcastic and hostile, Lydia could barely believe it was the same girl who was so sweet when Parrish was around. "We’re his friends and he’s going to listen to us." Lydia said this time and the girl just laughed "He’s going to listen to you over me? Are you serious?" Both Stiles’s and Lydia’s eyebrows narrowed and Parrish’s girlfriend placed her hands on her hips "I m his girlfriend, and he is going to listen to me no matter what I say because he is Parrish. As for the two of you, you seriously look more than desperate. You should just leave and mind your own damn business, especially you." The girl glared at Lydia, but what she didn’t know was that Stiles had called the station and reported a fake emergency, causing Parrish to leave the station, but come back just at the right time. "Jenny." Parrish’s voice came from behind Stiles and Lydia, causing all three to jump and turn around "This is not what it looks like." Jenny raised her hands in defence but Parrish just shook his head, obviously disappointed. He couldn’t believe he actually did everything she told him to. He would leave the work when she would tell him, he would get her expensive gifts and he would even take her out to dinners and fancy places and all she did was mess with him? Regret kicked in and he felt sorry for not listening to Lydia before. "I know exactly what it is, I’ve heard the whole thing. Please get out of my office and don’t bother coming back. I’ll make sure you get your stuff from my place tomorrow." His voice was low and as soon as he was done speaking Jenny started whimpering "But Jordan!" - "Just go." He pointed her towards the door, not even wanting to look at her as he knew she was probably faking tears so he wouldn’t go through with his decision. In the next few moments Jenny ran out and whimpering sounds silenced, leaving the three of them to just stand there awkwardly for a few moments. "I am so sorry guys." Parrish whispered, his head down but just as Stiles was about to say something, his phone started ringing and it almost fell out of his hands when he rushed to answer it. "Heeeey Malia." Stiles said as he picked up, his face suddenly going from excited to guilty and as softly as he could, he slapped his forehead so she wouldn’t hear him do that over the phone "No, I did not forget. I am on my way actually. Why don’t you hear the car in the background?.. I had to drop by the station to deliver something to Parrish, I am on my way now." Hanging up he looked at Parrish and instantly Parrish replied "I got your back" - "I love you." Stiles patted his shoulder and then turned to Lydia with an apologetic look "It’s fine, I’ll walk." She said, not wanting to hear him apologise and after a quick hug, he was out the door. Silence descended upon Lydia and Parrish again and not being able to take it anymore she turned around to leave. "Lydia" Parrish breathed out as she stepped outside his office, but she didn’t want to turn around, she didn’t want to face him so she just kept on walking. "Lydia." She heard his voice again, this time his footsteps joined in and she hurried towards the door so he wouldn’t catch up. "Lydia, for heaven’s sake!" He sighed and grabbed her wrist, spinning her around to meet him "What Deputy?" She snapped at him, praying to God she doesn’t start crying. "I should have listened to you… I am sorry. I am so sorry. You were telling me the truth and I-" - "You trusted your girlfriend." She shrugged, acting all nonchalant. "I meant to say, I missed you when you were gone. I wish you answered my calls." He sounded wounded, but so was she. "We had nothing to talk about." Lydia whispered, breaking away from his gaze. "You’re right." He said as he let go of her wrist "talking just ruins things." And before she knew it, her face was in his hands and his lips crushed down on hers. She didn’t want to respond at first, she wanted to feel nothing, but that was impossible. Completely impossible. Her lips moved with his in a quick rhythm, almost as if there is no tomorrow and once they broke away from the kiss, they were both breathing heavily, their eyes locked onto each other. "I should have done this a long time ago." His voice was husky and Lydia couldn’t stop herself from drowning in it as she stepped closer to him and leaned in slightly "You should have." And that was the cue for him to kiss her again. So he did.