It's been two weeks since Isaac stormed out of Moriah's kitchen. It's been two weeks of awkward glances in Chemistry 101. Two weeks of Isaac having to face his father and his tantrums. For Moriah, it's been two weeks of coming home to an empty house, and waking up to an empty house.
There Moriah sat, drinking Peace Tea and eating kiwi while studying for her music theory exam. "Okay.. Rhythm," she huffed closing her eyes,"Rhythm is the arrangement of sounds and silences in time? Yes! Ugh, finally, last card for that awful exam prep!" She sat back in the kitchen chair reading through her music theory note cards and sipped on her Peace Tea. Screaming from next door startled her. She quickly stood up and went to the living room window and saw the same shadows that she did two weeks ago. This whole screaming tantrum thing was an every night thing. Moriah winced as she heard a loud thud from the Lahey residence. Then everything got silent except for the Ed Sheeran record playing on the old turntable beside her. "Well.." Moriah whispered, going back to her studies. She sat at the table and went for her last piece of kiwi but stopped when she heard knocking at the front door. She quickly bounced up and ran over to the door.
As she opened the door she was met by the gaze of Isaac Lahey. "Isaac?" she choked as the boy in the door blinked wildly at her. "Issac?" he just stared. Then he shivered and said,"Oh! Mo-Moriahhhhh!" He smile and attempted to walk into the house but stumbled into Moriah's delicate embrace. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed trying to gain what little upper body strength she had to hold up the 6 foot 1 boy in her arms. "Isaac, sweetheart, please try to stand," she coaxed, dragging him over to the couch. "But! I can't Mooooriah!" he slurred. Moriah threw him onto the couch and sat beside him,"Oh my god, you're drunk, aren't you?" She squinted her eyes at him and he laughed. "Maybeeee," he slurred again, sitting up," Moriah, Mo, I'm calling yo Mooooooooo!" He broke out in laughter and fell off the couch. Moriah yelped and grabbed him head before it could hit the ground. "What in the world am I going to do with you, Lahey?" she questioned standing up and walking into the kitchen. "Where you going, Mo-Mo?" he laughed turning his head around to watch her walk away. "Getting you coffee, you drunk!" she snickered pouring him a cup of coffee.
Moriah helped him drink his coffee and eat crackers. Then Isaac quickly turned to her, spilling coffee all over himself. "Upppsidaisieee! Mooooriah," he slurred grabbing her face," You're beautiful. And guess what! I'm a friggin' werewolf!" "Oh, honey, you're so drunk.." she giggled going to he brother's room and grabbing Isaac a shirt. She sat him up and grabbed the tail ends of his shirt,"Woah, woah, woah! I am a virgin! I'm not a man-slut! Buy me dinner first!" Issac yelped, pulling his shirt down. "Okay, okay, Sassy. This shirt will be laying here on the coffee table if you want to change at some point," Moriah yawned, standing up. "Where are you going?" Isaac whined grabbing her hand," I'm drunkkk, let's go to a party!" "How about let's get sober," Moriah cooed, sitting back down,"Moriah, I'm so messed up.." Isaac blurted out," My father says,'Isaac! Grow up and be a man!' and he locks me in a freezer in my basement. I'm a freaking werewolf. I literally grow hair all over my face and my eyes turn yellow, like pee yellow. What's wrong with me?" Moriah cupped the sides of his face and kissed his nose, giving Isaac memories of his mother, yet again. "Isaac, your father is an awful person, you are a man. I think you are. There's nothing wrong with you. And, you think you're a werewolf when you're drunk, that's fine. You're still my best friend."
Isaac smiled and cuddled up with the pillow underneath him and fell asleep. Moriah did the same.
Moriah woke up to an empty house. No Isaac. No brother. No body.
She stood up and rubbed her eyes as she walked down the hallway to her bathroom and opened the door. "OH MY GOD YOU'RE NAKED!" she yelped, now wide awake. She quickly turned her face from the very bare Isaac that stood before her. Isaac threw on a towel as he started laughing. Moriah peered through her fingertips and laughed along with him. "How bad was last night?" Isaac questioned, running his fingers through his damp hair. "Well, you talked about your dad and how you're a werewolf? Don't really know what the werewolf part was about, I was thinking it was just a drunk thing." she giggled, handing Isaac his clothes. He stared in shock," Shit." "What's wrong?" Moriah asked, raising her eyebrows. "I told you that I'm a werewolf.." Isaac muttered, sitting on the toilet lid. "What's wrong with that?" she giggled.
"I am a werewolf." he stated.
"Ha-ha, soooo funny, Lahey," she teased.
Isaac stood up and grabbed her hand and looked into Moriah's brown eyes. He felt his insides changing and his nails growing longer and his eyes changing color. Moriah's eyes widened in shock. As Isaac's fangs grew to the point of touching his bottom lip ,Moriah hit the floor.