For all the lovely Scallison fans out there, cause SCALLISON is forever, and Allisaac has no chance. I hate it. Hope you guys enjoy it. SCOTT DOES GET PISSED AT ISAAC AS HE SHOULD!

Scott came paced back and forth in his bed room, he had come in through the window right after the horrible sight he had seen this morning. He couldn't get it out of his head; the smell of sweat hanging heavy in the air, the scent of lust- all mixed in with the familiar smells of Allison and Isaac-the sound of two quickly beating hearts, the image of the whole thing. Scott felt angry. Angry, hurt, and betrayed. He knew if he saw Isaac in the state he was in now, his ex-friend would never see day light again. His mom could visit him in jail, so could Stiles. But then again... being a wolf the police would pass it off as another animal attack so long as he got the back-stabber's body into the woods fast enough... No. Scott stopped his thoughts, he was not a killer, no longer how much he hated Isaac at the moment. But if his instincts took over he knew it would be bad.

Isaac climbed the stairs that evening as he arrived at Scott's house, where he now lived, not having a clue what was waiting for him when he reached Scott's room, or that his friend even knew anything about this morning. He opened the door still lost in his blissful state from earlier, completely unsuspecting of what he was walking into.

"Hey Scott, where'd you disappear to during school?"

With out any warning Scott lunged at Isaac as soon as he saw him, his normal soft, welcoming brown eyes turning a bright red. Normally, even with red eyes you could still tell that Scott was kind, someone wanting to protect people, but not now. All Isaac could see was rage, the inner wolf, the monster waiting to kill.

"W-what did I do!?" Being the abused child, his first instinct was to blame himself, as his father always told him it was. Scott and his mom had been trying to convince him other wise for the past several weeks, but to no success. And for the first time Scott was glad for that. Hearing Isaac admit he did something wrong, even if he didn't know what, made Scott over joyed.

"You know exactly what you did!" Scott screamed in rage, his fangs growing longer, for once he didn't hold anything back. He slammed Isaac up against the wall, threw him to the ground, then back up full force against the wall causing it to crack where his head hit.

"I really don't!" The usually timid boy yelled back at him, that only made Scott's instincts to fight grow stronger, he aloud himself to fully shift letting out a loud growl, his face mere inches away from Isaac's. He let go of him only to slam him back again even harder against the wall. The crack spreading wider leaving a large hole, blood trickling down the back of Isaac's head and neck from the brute force of the impact.

Melissa was just arriving home when she heard growls and banging noises, quickly realizing this was a fight between the two boys living under her roof she raced up the stairs just in time to see Scott's fist about to crash into Isaac's face, who just stood there taking the beating as this was what he was accustomed to doing from fear when he lived with his father, and now that shock of his friend's anger being directed at him. She pulled her son back with out hesitation, not wanting to make another trip back to the E.R tonight.

"Hey! Both of you knock it off and start explaining right now! What the hell happened here!?"

Scott struggled against his mothers grip, however, he had no success at breaking free. Not that he couldn't, its just that hurting his mom in doing so was something he was not willing to risk. Finally, he gave up struggling and shifted back, except for his eyes which glowed red as he never broke his hateful gaze from Isaac.

"I want him out!" Scott scream.

"Honey, its raining."

"Then give him an umbrella, I don't care!" He growled, "I just want him out!"

Isaac starred blankly in confusion, rubbing the back of his neck where his gash was, the blood trickling over his hand. "I don't even know what I did."

He looked to Melissa for help but Scott started again. "Oh really?" his voice laced with sarcasm. "Then where the hell were you this morning Isaac? Hu? Why don't you tell her where you were." he gritted his teeth, "Tell her how big of an ass you are. What a piece of crap friend you are."

"Th-that... I... I... How did you..." He stuttered as he finally understood what had Scott so pissed.

"Yea. That. You weren't at school. Neither was Allison. I went to check to make sure you guys were okay, and take a guess what I saw!" He struggled against his mothers hold again as his anger grew even more. Isaac cringed backing into a corner.

Melissa understood why her son was so mad. She also knew how her son felt about this girl, and that if Isaac stayed Scott would probably end up killing him. Not that she was taking Isaac's side, he was completely in the wrong, but she didn't want to see her son behind bars.

"Okay, Isaac, go..." She pulled out a 10 and a 5 dollar bill, "Go see a movie or get some food. Just get out for a while to give me some time to calm him down. And stay away from Allison." Her voice was firm yet gentle trying not to set one of the boys off again. Isaac listened, quickly taking the money and leaving the house.