Later that day, Isaac and I drove over to my house so I could grab a few things and say 'Hi' to my parents since they were due back yesterday. I turned the knob but it was locked. I frowned. I put my key in the lock and went inside. Everything looked untouched. Dad's boots weren't back in their place, the car keys weren't in the dish next to the door. I was beginning to feel uneasy. At least one of them should be home.
"Mom?" I called out. "Dad?" I waited. No reply. I walked up the stairs and headed toward their bedroom door, which was shut. It was never shut during the day. My curiosity got the better of me, as my hand closed around the handle. I opened the door and gasped, my heart racing. Nothing was left except for a piece of paper in the middle of the floor. I picked it up and read it before letting it flutter to the ground. Tears began rolling down my face, as I heard the front door open and Isaac's footsteps on the stairs. I started to sink to the floor. I felt his arms wrap around me. He said something but all I could focus on was the empty room and the note. They left me. They said that I was too much of a burden and they couldn't pretend to love me anymore. They wanted nothing to do with me and I had until the end of the month to get what I wanted out of the house before it went onto the market. That left me two weeks.
"Abby?" Isaac said, patting my face lightly. My eyes flicked to his face. He looked worried and concerned. "Say something." He pulled me to his chest and held me tight.
"They left." I whispered. "They abandoned me." I said still slightly processing what was going on.
"What?" He asked. He then noticed the note on the floor. He picked it up and glanced at me silently asking if he could read it. I nodded. I watched his face as he read it. His face went through a range of emotion, however, toward the end of it, all that was there was fury. We sat there for a while. He held me tightly against his chest with his chin resting on top of my head. Isaac broke the silence.
"Abby?" He whispered, and waited for me to look up at him before going on. "I'm going to call Stiles and have him and the pack come over. Then I'm going to get the stuff you need for now and we will all go somewhere else okay?" I just nodded. I was shaking. I was cold. I felt alone even though I was being held. Isaac looked at me concerned then ran quickly out to his bike. He came back with his hoodie and tugged it down over my body and pulled my arms through the sleeves. I was slightly aware that I wasn't helping him, but I was just numb to everything. Being told that your parents, who were supposed to love you more than anyone in the world, had only been pretending to love you and felt like you ruined their life hits you kinda hard.
Isaac's phone call to Stiles sounded like mumbling in the background even though he was sitting right next to me. He rubbed my back and I involuntarily laid my head against his shoulder and pressed myself into his side. I didn't realize it until he responded but I whispered, "Please don't leave me." He pulled me into a fierce hug as he promised me he wasn't going anywhere. I began to cry. I was scared. I was afraid of being put into foster care and having to move away. I didn't want to lose my friends right after being abandoned by my family. I didn't think I could handle it.
When the pack got to my house, Alison, Lydia, and Kira sat on the stairs near me and the guys crowded around best they could. They were all talking softly. Probably saying reassuring things but I didn't hear them. I just closed my eyes and leaned into Isaac and whispered, "I'm scared." They all started talking again but Scott quieted them. He leaned down in front of me on the stairs putting us face to face.
"What are you scared of Abs'?" Scott asked. I looked him in the eyes.
"Leaving," I whispered, "Being sent away. I don't want to leave you guys." Isaac's arm tightened slightly around my waist.
"You're pack now," Scott said, after giving everyone a look. They all nodded. "No one is taking you from us." He said, firmly. I gave a small smile and Lydia, Alison, and Kira all crowded around hugging me, and Isaac in the process. Isaac tried to extract himself but found himself caught in the midst of a group hug.
**The Next Day**
"So, I need to get my stuff from the house by Friday after next." I said and everyone looked at me. The looked around at each other uneasily and I felt Isaac move slightly closer to me. We had tried to avoid the inevitable but it was time to stop tiptoe-ing around.
"Okay," Isaac said evenly. No one moved and I picked at the sleeve of Isaac's layered T-shirt. I had taken it from his dresser earlier that day. What? It's comfortable. "What do you want to do?"
"Well, I don't have anywhere to store it, but I want the bastards to have to replace every piece of furniture in the fucking house." I said still looking and picking at the sleeve of the shirt. I got a couple of shocked faces for the language. I don't usually say things like that.
"We could put it in my house," Isaac said. I looked up at him, as did the rest of the pack. We all knew the kind of memories he had of that house.
"Really?" I asked, eyebrows raised. He nodded and shifted slightly in his seat.
"Why not? I've been meaning to renovate it so we all have a place to hang out without being all over Scott's or Stiles' place. We can just toss my old stuff and put in the stuff from your house and paint and everything while we're at it." The pack all seemed for it, nodding with approval.
"Cool." I said. "You guys mind starting tomorrow?" Everyone agreed.
"The only problem is that we will have to move everything at night." Scott said, and Stiles nodded. Everyone else, including me, looked at him confused. He rolled his eyes.
"Isn't me that is usually confused?" he asked Stiles.
"Yes usually but I've learned that most werewolves aren't very bright." He responded, eliciting a few growls and dirty looks from the wolves. Scott just chuckled.
"Guys, you realize that we are stronger than humans?" Scott said. Everyone still looked at him confused. He sighed rolled his eyes and picked up the couch Isaac, Ethan, and I were sitting on. He looked at everyone pointedly then set us down. "We can all lift furniture like it's paper. If human's see that, present humans excluded, they would flip their shit." He said.
"So then tonight," I said, looking at Scott, "we'll move the stuff out of Isaac's house. Then we can start on painting and renovating and such tomorrow. We could rent a storage unit for a week or so to store the stuff in my parent's house while we work on the pack house. That way it's all out in time." I looked at everyone and they nodded in agreement. I smiled.
"You and Isaac can start getting paint and supplies and furniture that won't come from your parents' while the rest of us move the stuff." Scott said.
"I can help move," Isaac said. The pack looked at each other warily.
"That may not be the best idea," Stiles said, "Considering the last time you were shut up in an enclosed space with someone, you scratched Alison's arm pretty bad." A pang of jealousy shot through me at hearing about Alison and Isaac being in close proximity, but it left just as quickly as it came. Everyone else shot dirty looks at Stiles and the twins had guilty looks on their faces. Stiles looked incredulous. "What? We were all thinking it. I'm just the one who said it." He rolled his eyes. I was looking back and forth between Isaac, Alison, the twins and Scott.
"Did I miss something?" I asked, totally in the dark.
"It's a long story," Isaac said.
"I have time," I said, my eyebrow raised. Isaac looked at me and we had a stare down. I was totally winning and Stiles coughed loudly. Isaac and I looked at him annoyed.
"Well, we don't have time, we should get moving." He said, pointing to the window where it was dark out. "And you guys can continue having a moment at the storeā¦getting supplies."
"We were not having a moment!" Isaac and I said at the same time, blushing. Everyone was heading out the door and Stiles looked at us skeptically.
"Sure, whatever you say. Just make sure you get everything we'll need," he said. He turned and shook his head.
Hi, Lovelies! What did you think? I would love to hear from you! Next chapter once again is a bit angsty but after that one we will skip ahead in the future and have an extremely, in my opinion, hilarious/adorable chapter.
Til next time!
BossyBeast
