Hunting mission or not? This was a fucking party and I was going to dress for both. And also take two shots. I was feeling amazing, liquor always gave me an extra boost of confidence I probably didn't actually need. Dranks paired with a crop top and loose cargo pants had me feeling like Kim Possible, no Ron needed.
Thanks to Isaac, I got in the Rave without a second glance, and was strapped the fuck up with a dagger and gun tucked in my pants too. I never knew going on a real, real mission being led by me would feel this good. I walked into the party all smiles, music filling my ears and stroble lights lowkey blinding me. Let's get it.
I'm leaning against the bar, observing the area when I feel a tug on my arm. Scott stands to the right of me looking perplexxed. Oh yeah, I forgot all about him. "What are you and Allison doing here?"
"Well let's just say, my family and I have a plan of our own…" I trailed off, sending a smirk his way. Oh no. Asshole me is coming out.
"What about our plan?" Scott shouts over the music. "We were supposed to trust each other!"
"Well let's just say, you're my backup plan and pretend that I'm yours." The shot I ordered gets placed in front of me by the flirty bartender and we share a wink as I down it in seconds. "This Jackson bullshit ends tonight." He stares in frustration as I make my way to the dance floor. Out of the corner of my eye I notice my sister staring at Scott and I from the less populated area of the room and she makes no effort to stop looking at me as I walk away. I hope to God she doesn't get in on this with Scott and ruin it.
But knowing her, she would. The thought makes me pull out my phone and send a quick paragraph text to my dad about Allison and Scott. Damn I've been here for at least thirty minutes and still have yet to get in on the grinding and dancing business. I make my tall slanky ass to the middle of the dance floor and start moving my hips to the music. I feel multiple bodies start to rub against me, and push back on all of them- really letting the music overtake my whole movement.
There's a grip on my face, and my eyes snap open to lock in with the same blue eyes I was getting too famliar with seeing. Once I was looking at him, Isaac slid his hands into my hair and pulled my face forward to be almost touching his. In another world I would not be for this, but a few drinks had me feeling loose enough to push all my weight forward onto his strong, toned body. His body heat felt so right against mine. Isaac leaned to put his face down into my neck and inhaled- for some reason I loved the infatuation he had with how good I smelled, and how much my pulse rose whenever I was around him like this.
His big hands travelled down my back and to my thighs butt, gripping and tracing my skin with a haste and desperation as if he had been waiting for this moment forever. Isaac's hands ran over the holster under my pants a few times before he forced me closer to him and in my ear said, "we've got it under control…"
His words took me out of our trance enough to notice Erica standing close by with a scornful smirk on her face. When we locked eyes, she didn't look away- sparking a fire of rebellion in my body. Now was not the night to be testing me-I was already on a high. I kept my eyes trained on hers and put my fingers in Isaac's hair, placing my lips on his neck gently, leaving small kisses on his strong neck and the exposed skin on his colllar bone.
Her sneer grew deeper and deeper as I sucked gently on his skin, which Isaac was definitely into. His chest rose and fell heavily against my body- it felt so good to be the one in control now in our little cat and mouse game. I almost forgot about the real reason why we were here and why I was feeling so good in the first place. It took Erica breaking eye contact and locking eyes with someone else- her whole face contorting to a look of fear as she did. Jackson.
Jackson was walking with a purpose towards the Dj booth, I could tell immediately he was under his little kanima spell and that was enough to get me in focus. All I had to really do was use my seductive powers to distract and lead him to a good area where my dad and his men would be able to blast him to infinity and beyond. I stepped away from Isaac who had this dark and hungry look in his eyes pointed straight at me. "Another time, lover boy," I said in a sultry tone, and moved to race towards Jackson. Erica was on her way as well. We kept sharing glances at one another, both of us trying to get to Jackson first.
Wolf speed or not, I was the first to grab onto Jackson and immeditaly I pressed all my woman parts onto him. Even though Jackson was built like a God, knowing it was Jackson disgusted me. I tried to be convincing enough, though, and kept grinding on him as I moved away from where he was originally going.
"No!" I heard from beside me. I looked towards the side and Isaac was catipulting himself between Jackson and I. I was confused enough to step back and let him between- just as Jackson sunk claws into Isaac's midsection. Did he just sacrifice himself for me? Oh my God. Isaac and a needle he was holding fell to the floor. Erica strutted over to us with a dissaproving look in her eyes and tried her best to contain Jackson as I went for the needle that was being kicked all over the floor. This was a very sobering moment.
The only time you'll see Erica and I working together was at this rave, as an angry Jackson went to stab her as well, I put the big needle straight into his neck and pressed down on the plunger. It only took a few seconds for his body to get weak and limp, which Erica was there to catch. As she held onto his body, Isaac came back into my mind and I threw myself at his writhing body on the floor. So nobody was going to react to any of this? Good!
I helped him up as best as I could, and followed Erica as she dragged Jackson away towards the back of the party. This shit is unbelievable. There was a closed off area in the back of the warehouse where we brought both the boys into. There was one chair there that Erica threw Jackson onto and by now Isaac was well enough to stand himself up and lean against the wall. We locked eyes, his soft and appreciative.
"So what now?" Erica asked, turning the two of us. Isaac had brought himself off the wall and was now in a stance a few inches in front of me as he faced Jackson, almost like he was trying to protect me. The thought was comforting and also annoying. I had a gun in my damn pants, for Christ's sake.
"Well.." I reached for my weapon- and at the same moment Stiles burst through the door to the room we were in. The trio in the room jumped; wolves ready to cut his throat out while I jumped enough to toss the gun right at Jackson's feet.
"It's Just me!" Stiles shouted, coming into the room with us. He looked over to my gun. "Were you going to kill him!?"
I glanced back at the slumped over Jackson, contemplating whether I should try for the gun at his feet. I wasn't scared or anything but I don't know what type of shit he's on. "Um, Yes!" Before I could lunge for my weapon, Isaac moved before me, extending his arm so he could grab it before me.
Even though his eyes were still shut tights, Jackson snapped a hand out to grip on Isaac's wrist, turning it until it was at a very unnatural angle. Luckily for his bones, Isaac managed to slip out of Jackson's grasp but not before letting out a shriek of pain. Well There goes any chance of taking Jackson out myself. Better him than me, though.
"Okay, so no one gets close to him!" Stiles shouted with pure fear all in throughout his tone. Scott's 'pack' was extremely useless.
"That's it, I'm calling my dad!" No one seemed to protest as I began to search my pockets for my phone, growing frantic as my fingers came across nothing but air. I almost cried as I pictured my phone out on the dance floor, probbably being stomped on or stolen by now. This night just can't seem to get any worse.
"We can't kill him!" Stiles finally said, "We have to find out who's controlling him first."
"Well he obviously isn't here tonight," I shot back. I was trying not to go into full on tantrum mode but I had about five seconds left before a pout, arm cross, and stomp combo was going to come on.
Then, on some demonic paranormal activity shit, Jackson's eyes opened but they were all white, and his jaw dropped low before he said in a distorted voice, "I'm here. I'm right here with you."
I did not sign up for this ghostly ghouly ass shit.
Almost like he could sense my unease, Mr tall dark and handsome tugged on the back of my top, pulling me back again so he could stand over me. I wasn't short or weak or in any need of protecting and I know Isaac knew that but maybe it was making him feel better to know he could at least help keep me safe. Maybe he wanted me to think that, too, so I could feel all types of warmth in my stomach and panties- and it was working.
Of course, Stiles was somehow the leader of our posse and all for the weird demon shit, and with a surprising act of bravery, he broke his own rules by squatting down in front of Jacksons limp body, asking, "Jackson, is that you?"
"Us. We're all here."
"Are you the ones killing people?"
"We're the ones killing murderers." I could hear the anger growing in every word that left from Jackson's parted lips. I wasn't scared, I was terrified. I had seen some wolf shit- but this shit? No.
Stiles continued, "So all the people you've killed so far…"
"Deserved it."
At Jackson's cold answer, I felt and saw Isaac's body tense up and after all the ways he had put himself before me in the face of danger tonight, it felt so natural to place a comforting hand onto his rigid back- so much so that I was doing it before I even had to think about it. At my touch he eased a little, but not completely. As long as he didn't feel completely alone.
"Okay so who did they murder?" Isaac asked with both hurt and anger evident in his tone.
"ME!" Jackson shouted, this time his voice sounding like there were actually multipple people speaking through him. This time, I was the one who got tense as Jackson inhaled deeple, nostrils flaring and his eyes rolling back so his pupils were visible- and full of rage. "They murdered me!"
Erica reached to pull Stiles away from the now transforming Jackson. We were all terrified at this point- watching him twitch and writhe as he started becoming more and more snake like.
"Let's go!" I shouted, pushing past the group towards the door as Jackson rose to his feet, becoming more and more kanima by the second. We ran out of the room. Slamming the door shut behind us. And before we could even plan to barricade the door, a full on kanima burst through the wall.
Well? This is exactly how I wanted my night to go.
Best believe as soon as I got home I took the longest shower of my life. I honestly thought I was going to get ripped by everyone in the house, but it seemed like everyone had their own agenda- my dad, mom, and grandpa went to the garage and I did not want to hear any one's mouth, and Allison went straight to her room.
When I retreated into my own, unusually cold air hit me right away. A quick glance to my left let me know that my window was open. I definitely do not leave my windows open- what do I look like- Allison?
Well, a little.
That's beside the point, I'm way too vulnerable for my liking. My body was frozen with anticipation until I heard, "relax, it's me."
He was sitting just out of my periphereal, in my swiveling desk chair in different clothes from the party and his light brown curls slightly damp. Good to know the dogs shower.
Even though my body relaxed almost instantly, I still bluffed, "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" I made sure to lock my door before turning on the radio so some soft alternative covered our conversation. Isaac never took his lustful eyes off of me as he watched me sit on my bed. I liked it, I don't care.
"I would hope so," He finally said, giving me a little grin.
"Well luckily for you're clearly suicidal ass, I put away hunter Jos for the night." The stress of the night really hit me as I threw myself back onto the mountain of pillows I liked to sleep with.
"I don't want to talk to hunter jos, or hard ass jos, or mean jos-"
"I'm always mean," I cut him off quickly, cutting my eye at the playful smirk he held on his plump lips.
"And always a hard ass."
"No one is telling you to be here- why are you here?"
"Jocelyn," he said with a sigh, "Do you ever get tired of playing games?"
"I'm not playing any games! Just because we play cat and mouse and I've gotten a little more comfortable with you over the last weeks does't mean I'm just going to be another Allison," I said quickly, not even bothering to hide how offended I sounded.
"We don't have to be like Scott and Allison- we don't have to build a relationship off lies and deciet. I know who you are and you know who I am."
"You think you know me?"
"No! But that doesn't mean I don't want to know you. From the moment I found you passed out drunk in the middle of the road, you were ready to fight for yourself, everything I wanted to be in that moment was right in front of me. The way you carry yourself, how fearless and strong you are- I wanted becoming a wolf to turn me into you!" He paused to breath. "But now that I know what it feels like- I know you're hiding the same vulnerable side that I tried to get rid of."
We were both silent, breaths heavy except mines were choppy as I held back tears. I blinked my stinging eyes a few times- I don't know why I felt like crying. I'd just never had someone so into me that they could tell me exactly why yet still want more. I couldn't even speak before Isaac continued, "and don't even try to say something sarcastic or rude back- just stop hiding your feelings! Put your guard down and give me a chance. I'm not going to give up, I literally have nothing to lose. I lost it all already."
"What's the difference between this Isaac speech from all the other ones?" I breathed out, not trying to hide the eye roll or hand I rubbed over my face. It's true, Isaac had brought my guard down enough for me to be comfortable with him sitting in my room, in my car, all over my body…. At this point why am I even playing hard to get.
"Hopefully….a date?"
The real reason I even agreed to a 'date' is because I actually truly do need a break from all the bullshit going on. Lydia was having a party tonight that I had to be there for, it was the full moon, and I'm pretty sure my period was on its way.
I wasn't trying too too hard for this brunch date thing. Light makeup, hair plain and down, denim on denim with a cropped sweater and boots. Definitely giving off the boujee bratz doll vibe I was known for. We were going to grab food and meet up for a picnic on the top of the mountain on some twilight shit. I already picked up our breakfast sandwhiches and put it in a picnic basket all nice like, and now I was just waiting for Isaac to meet me at the tree line. Yes I was strapped up. Not taking any chances.
Werewolf or not, I spotted Isaac ugly wolf running through the tree line towards my car and without even realizing it, I sat up and adjusted everything on my body. As soon as I noticed him stand up, a smile graced my lips and I opened the door to meet him.
Isaac matched my smile immediately and opened his arms for an embrace that I fell into. He said, "you're not going to push me off the mountain, right?"
I couldn't control the embarrasing snort that came out in response to his question, "I guess you'll just have to see." When I turned back to shut my car off and grab my picnic basket, I knew Isaac had a clear view of my ass as I leaned over, and made sure to hold my position for a few extra seconds.
He sighed a heavy sigh and I turned to both a smirk and an extended hand. I couldn't help but hesitate before putting my hand in his and letting him lead me through the path that goes to the top of the mountain where we would picnic. "So what'd you get?"
"I'm not gonna lie, I just got a bunch of stuff off the mcdonalds breakfast menu."
"Blegh!" He exclaimed like a child, which made me giggle in the same chilidsh manner. He glanced over to me with a toothless grin. "That was cute."
"Ew. I'm a bad bitch. Not cute."
"I can't wait to get past that tough little exterior," He said, suddenly serious.
"Who do you think I am? Shrek? Ain't no layers- I am who I am." It felt like a lie coming out of my own lips but I wasn't one to let anyone see my vulnerable side, not even my own twin sister.
"Shrek?"
"Have you never seen shrek?" I was appaled at his confusion because who doesn't know shrek. Period.
"That's like a movie or something, right?"
"So you've never heard- somebody once told me, the world was gonna roll me- I AIN'T THE SHARPEST TOOL IN THE SHED!" He broke out into an uncontrollable laughter as I screamed out the lyrics but I found nothing funny about him. Knowing his childhood wasn't the best made it even worse for me- like who didn't show this poor boy SHREK?!
"No, but I'll try to fit in into my schedule." Isaac said when he finished laughing.'
"What are you doing tonight? It's spring break and- "'
"The full moon…" He trailed off and didn't say anything else. I had forgetten he was even a wolf in the short time that I had just seen him running on all fours. Us away from the supernatural shit was literally a whole different vibe. It was almost freeing. Our short hike led us to the top of the mountain where there was a quilt laid out with pillows and a sketchpad.
"What's that for?" I asked, raising a brow up at him. On his face there was this suppressed smile that I thought was so adorable and child like. He was also so different outside of the usual environment we were in, him being so comfortable made me wanna loosen up even more.
"I like to draw, so I just thought this view- the mountain and you would be a perfect subject."
My cheeks got hot immediately. Maybe I was just used to assholes or untalented fucks but draw me?! I neverrrrr had no shit like this. I didn't know how to respond at all. "So you wanna draw me like one of your french girls?"
"Draw you like….-" He did a double take as he realized I just gave him a titanic quote and then again gave me a chuckle. "Didn't know you were such a movie freak."
We sat down and I started taking out all of the cheap breakfast I bought. Under my breath I said, "Again, you don't really know anything about me." I knew he heard it, though.
"It seems like nobody really knows you."
"Maybe you're just the first one who tried so hard to do so." I didn't look up at him as I said that, and started tearing into my mcmuffin. Mcdonalds was nasty but always hit the spot.
"Hopefuly first and last."
"You are sooooo sure that I'm the one!" I exclaimed, givimg him the most exagerated eye roll I could muster. "I don't know why."
"Do you want me to go on another monologue about you?" Isaac said in between scarfing down his food. I didn't know if that was a wolf thing or just a plain old teenage boy thing.
"No, I'll just appreciate the attention while you like me until you get tired."
He swallowed hard, and definitely painfully by the way he grimaced as he did. "You say these things then wonder why I'm always trying to know more."
Like the slob I also was, inbetween bites, I replied, "No, I'm already here I don't need it anymore."
"Good, because to be honest I'm runnning out of shit to say." Isaac pauses, running a hand through his curls and looking off into the sky. I could tell he was thinking, so I shut up and ate my food while he thought. "I do have one question, though. You never told me why you really didn't kill me. Like truthfully."
I stared into his soft and inquisitive eyes with my hashbrown in my hands. I barely knew the answer to that myself. "I don't know." I noticed him drawing and tried to stay still but in my moments of not moving my body, my mind was racing and before I knew it, words began to spill out of my mouth. "You said you wanted to be me and it's crazys because I see myself in you. Old you, anyway. And maybe I was so nice to you from the beginning because I just wish I didn't have to be the way I am- like no onw looked out for me, they trained me to be this hardass and everyone loved sweet Allison so I just became this tough, mean girl to protect myself. You ask me all these questions and try to force me to accept you but I never had that! You come in and try to know me and protect me just because you're a wolf but the problem is I never needed physical love and protection- I don't need it now! I want someone who is finally gonna love and protect my mental and my emotions."
After I took a big breath at the end of my words, it felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. Some things just had to be said out loud. After a second, Isaac finally said, "just let me prove that I can do that. Wolf aside...let me be there."
It was a tv moment, staring into eachothers eyes- me finally letting up and allowing myself to be this vulnerable piece of shit. I almost wanted to throw myself at him, hug or kiss him or something- but that was my problem now. Affection and intimacy didn't have to be physical but with guys especially, that was all I knew. Isaac smiled, and went back to drawing, so I kept my pose and let him sketch. Now I know why Rose fell in love in one day.
My phone began to ring. I looked to the side, careful to stay still. My mom. Not in the mood for her right now. Even after the call declined itself, she called again. And again. And again. She was messing up our whole vibe. I finally decided to just pick it up. "What!?"
She sounded way too calm for me. "Jos, where are you?"
"I'm out, what?"
There was a pause. "Could you come home? I need to talk to you."
I knew Isaac could hear this whole conversation so it was ticking me off anymore. "About what? Can I please get a break from the kanima shit? Please!?"
"It's about the text you sent me- something happened and-."
"MOM! I'm busy and we'll talk when I get home." I hung up the phone and tossed it out of view so it wouldn't interrupt my Titanic moment. Fuck everyone else- this was my moment.
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Okay dont kill me but listen college is not easy and i have enough writing as it is to be tryna add one with some fanfiction even tho i love this story and i never forgot it but i finally have time to finish this chapter and upload!
I made it twice as long as usual for this boring quarantine shit cuz i know im bout bored as hell. I hope all of you guys reading this are staying safe and healthy and my condolonces to anyone whos lost someone already!3
