Chapter Seven

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Allison wakes up at 6am and decides that she needs to get a shower; she ended up crying herself to sleep in a pretty red short up to the knee dress. She walks into her own bathroom and wipes off her makeup, turning the shower on, she takes off her clothes, leaving them on the bathroom sink, before gentle climbing into the shower. As she washes her hair, she thinks about what to do, 'I can't speak to Scott, Lydia or Stiles today. They will know that something is wrong and it will just worry them. Scott will never forgive me with the abortion tomorrow. I don't want to do it, I will fight with everything I have, but my mum is strong she will force the nurses or doctors to do it. She will tell them a pack of lies like it is not what I want, but I just don't know it yet. She will tell them everything and anything to stop me from having this child. I can't let her do this. I have to do one thing on my own and that is protecting my child. If that means not speaking to Scott, Lydia or Stiles today then that is a risk I am willing to take. '

She rinsed off her hair and cleaned her body and skin that was filled with sweat and tears. Falling asleep crying in her dress was not a good idea, especially with the temperature it was last night. Stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around her body, she picked out the outfit that she wanted to wear that day, casually slipping into a black sleek dress, which showed how she was feeling. She was feeling like death, she hadn't had any decent night's sleep in weeks and it wasn't good for the unborn baby.

She straightened her hair, putting enough makeup on to cover the bags under her eyes and to make her look more alive. Putting on her nice pair of pumps and slinging her bag over her shoulder before getting in her car and driving to school, watching and keeping an eye out for Scott, Stiles or Lydia, making sure that they didn't spot her. She pulled up close to the school gates, behind the crowd of cars, which totally covered the view of her car.

Stiles pulled up in his jeep, as Scott was getting out, looking around for Allison. He needed to speak with her about what happened with his mother last night. After realising that she wasn't anywhere to be found, he texted her telling her that he loved her and his conversation with his mother was horrible and terrifying but it went better than expected and wanted to speak to her about it. As Allison received the message, watching Stiles and Scott with panic in her eyes, trying to stay calm, making sure that they couldn't see her.

A young teenager appeared behind her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Allison, is everything okay? You seem a little stressed." Before rubbing a napkin across her face, wiping up the tears that laid there.

Allison was shocked and stood there stunned. Not recognising the voice that was behind her, she slowly turned around to see Isaac standing there. Taking a deep sigh, before realising that she held a deep breath, she slowly started to calm down. "Isaac? Yeah, I'm fine." Moving a strand of her hair behind her ear, she slowly turned around, grabbing her bag out of her car, locking the car behind her.

"You hiding from Scott or Stiles or both?" Isaac grinned watching her respond nervously and trying to act as if every thing was okay, but he could see in her eyes, that she was not fine and that something was scaring her. He thought for a moment, 'Am I scaring her?' After realising that he was completely wrong.

"Isaac, I am not hiding from anyone." Trying to act normal and calm, she slowly started to walk to the school gates, glancing around the car park, seeing Scott and Stiles walk into the school building before taking sigh of relief.

"If your fine, then why did you just glance around the car park and sigh with relief when you saw Scott and Stiles go inside. You know that I can listen to your heart rate and know that you are lying. Every time you lie your heart rate quickens Allison. Now please tell me what is going on with you lately maybe I can help."

"Isaac I am fine!"

"Okay fine, If you insist but if you need to talk to me at all, I will be right here, listening just whisper my name and I will be there. I promise."

Allison nodded before walking into the building, walking up to her locker, making sure Scott was not in sight, before taking out her books that she needed for the school day. She went to her first lesson, which was English. The teacher set her homework to read more of Pride and Prejudice and to write a mind map on different ways it could be interpreted and all the ways the writer used the techniques they know to make the reader be persuaded to think a certain way more than others. She looked in her planner, realised that she had the homework and that she didn't complete it or even try to attempt it. Under her breath Allison swore, "Shit." This was unusual for Allison unless something seriously was wrong, knowing that he had to protect Allison, Scott walked up to her, concern drew all over his face.

"What's wrong babe?"

Hearing his words and sensing his concern, Allison slowly looked away, "Oh It's nothing just forgot to do the homework."

"Oh," as relief flooded through his system, "I am sorry. I haven't done it neither, hardly anyone has. We shouldn't get into much trouble. You had me worried Allison. Are you sure that is all you are worried about?"

Listening to her heart rate as she spoke "Yes," he realised that she was lying and that there was something more going on then what she was letting on. He had an idea what it was but before he could talk, the teacher walked into the classroom, telling her students to take their seats immediately and that lesson has started and no-one was allowed to walk out of the classroom, without her permission and if she saw anyone do it, then they would have to speak to the head-master immediately and explain themselves. Scott took his seat, watching as the teacher talked everyone through what was needed for the rest of the term, since they were completing Pride and Prejudice in a weeks' time.

After the lesson, Allison walked off leaving Stiles, Scott and Lydia stood there shocked, watching her leave them alone. Lydia shouted towards her, trying to grab her attention, so she could tell what was wrong. "Allison! Wait up."

Lydia looked at Scott and Stiles, her expression unreadable, as Allison just continued to walk, close enough to hear her. "She could defiantly have heard that."

"For the first time in my life, she lied to me. She told me she was only upset about the homework that she hadn't done. She has never lied to me before." His voice an almost whisper, his eyes watching Allison walk away shocked.

Itching the back of his head, Stiles was nervously thinking of how to say what he wanted to say, without upsetting or angering Scott or Lydia. "Scott, she is going through a lot. She probably wants to be left alone."

"I'm sorry Stiles, but I am not going to let that happen. I can't just sit idly by as my best friend becomes a wreck all because she is..." Her voice an almost whisper, trying to not let anyone hear what she was saying. "Pregnant."

"Lydia, she needs space."

"No Stiles, she needs me. I need to comfort her. I am off to go and see my girlfriend. I got her into this mess, I need to help her through it." Scott started to walk away and walk to look for Allison when Stiles pulled him by his arm, making him take a step backwards.

"Scott, what happened last night? How did she go from being cheerfully happy to like this? Did you tell her parents like you planned?"

Scott nodded, biting his bottom lip. "Yes, we did. We told them. Allison's mother and father looked furious. My mum told me it would take some time to let her get used to the idea and that she was very disappointed in me." He shook his head and turned to Stiles. "Can I go and see her now? I need to speak to her?"

"Scott, I think we need protection from the pack..."

"Not yet, I don't want them to know. Not yet anyway."

"Scott, they will smell it on her."

"I know, but not yet."

Meanwhile Isaac was walking down the corridor and heard Allison crying outside of the school grounds, sitting in her car. He had been listening out to her all day, but he forgot after English Class. He walked towards the car.

Allison had her head in her hands, looking around the car for her phone. Grabbing her phone and taking it in her hands, looking at all the pictures of her and Scott, before choosing the picture they took on the roof, watching the stars and the sun rise. Looking at the picture, Allison didn't hear the sound of the passenger door click, as Isaac climbed into the car and took hold of her hand, shutting the door behind him.

Her head slowly rose up looking at Isaac, "Isaac, please not right now. I want to be left alone."

"No, Allison. You won't talk to Scott, Stiles or Lydia, your best friends and your boyfriend. Who else are you going to talk to?"

"No-one. I don't want to talk to anyone. I just want to be left alone." Her hand, slowly trying to pull away from Isaac's but with his werewolf strength, he wouldn't let go of her hand. Only squeezing it slightly and softy to help reassure her.

"Allison, you can talk to me. I am here for you. Just tell me everything and I will help you." Adding emphasis on certain words, to try to make her believe what he was saying. She nodded.

"Only, if you will leave straight after and you can't tell anyone. Okay?"

He nodded, "I promise Allison. I won't tell a soul."

"I'm pregnant, like you already know. Well we told my parents last night and they are..." Her voice became all chocked up that she had to stop speaking, or she would burst out into tears.

"They are what Allison?" Isaac nodded giving her a slight gentle reassuring squeeze again. His voice gentle and caring, a different side to Isaac that Allison hadn't seen before or not very often at least.

"They-are-forcing-me-to-have-an-abortion." Her words rushed, almost clasping into one word, never mind a sentence. But luckily Isaac had werewolf senses so he understood what she was trying to tell him. Her heart rate quickened as unwanted tears escaped her eyes.

"I am so sorry Allison." Pulling Allison into his arms, resting her head on his chest, rubbing her back in soft gentle circles.

"Don't be I brought it on myself. They said that they would drag me to the clinic if they had to. And if I didn't allow it to happen then I would be disowned and they would throw me out." Her chest raises and falling quickly, tears streaming down her face, her makeup smudged and her hair became a heap of frizzy hair.

"No, you didn't Allison. I will stop this, I won't let any of this happen to you. Why won't you tell Scott about this?"

"Isaac you can't do anything, they will try to kill you. I can't tell Scott or he will be upset with me, I feel guilty that I let this happen."

"Allison, you didn't let this happen. You didn't know how badly your parents would react. I am sorry this happened. I will sort this out... I promise. Talk to Scott he would be upset with you. He will help you."