Chapter 7
Party Guessed/Inside Out
Isaac arched back and groaned, the crown of his head almost flat against the mattress. Grayson cried out and leaned forward, wrapping her hands around the headboard. Isaac leaned up and sucked a nipple into his mouth, massaging the lobe with his hand. Grayson moaned and brought her hand down to his hair, clutching the curls in her fist.
Isaac planted his feet on the mattress and thrust up into her, hitting that spot deep inside. Grayson cried out and brought herself up before sliding back down again on his upstroke. Isaac brought his hands down to her hips and held her still against him as he rocked into her, rubbing her clitoris deliciously.
They'd created a rhythm that brought them gloriously to the edge before bringing them slowly back down and taking them up again. Their bodies shone with sweat as they rocked together and their breaths mingled in the air. Grayson couldn't tell where his body ended and hers began. All she knew was that he was creating an electrifying sensation that caused her toes to curl and her belly to quiver and she didn't want him to stop.
Isaac pulled his mouth from her chest and brought his lips up to hers, sucking her bottom lip between his teeth and pulling gently. Grayson whimpered and brought her hands to his chest, pushing up and sitting up straight against his hips. She threw her head back and ran her open palms down his torso, tracing the lines of flexing muscle with her fingertips.
Isaac brought his hands to the backs of her knees and tugged. She moved and his pubic bone brushed against her clit. Fire raced down her spine and ice curled in her belly. She groaned and pressed down on his chest, dragging him out of her until just the tip rested inside her lips. She pushed back down slowly and Isaac growled.
She could feel his claws extend and she sped up, almost frantic. Isaac tossed his head back, his eyes flashing and he gasped up at the ceiling. Grayson shivered and froze. Her whole body trembled and flames licked at her insides. An amazing rush of heat enveloped him and he arched up, freezing.
He collapsed back onto the bed, Grayson landing heavily on his chest. He grunted and wrapped his arms around her. His chest heaved and she trailed her hands through his curls, his hands trailed down her back. He stopped at her hips and drew smooth circles in the skin there. She hummed and nuzzled the space behind his ear.
Isaac sighed and kissed the shell of her ear, opening his eyes to stare at the ceiling. "I love you." She froze and opened her eyes. He was so quiet she almost thought she imagined it. She ran her palms down his neck and stopped at his chest, sitting up.
Isaac met her eyes and waited. Grayson searched her gaze but found nothing. He was hiding from her, afraid of rejection. Grayson licked her lips and brought everything she felt for Isaac to the forefront of her mind. He was everything she thought about, even when she was with him, he was on her mind. She woke up thinking about him and she fell asleep thinking about him. He made her happier than she'd ever been in her life.
Thinking about being without him was the scariest thought that could ever cross her mind and she knew, without a doubt, that living without him was not an option. He was her life, her other half, a piece of her soul, that part of her heart that she thought had died with her mother that he had restored. She smiled down at him and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, tugging up to her level.
He swallowed thickly and stroked the bones of her hips with his thumbs, resting his forehead against hers. Grayson stroked the back of his neck with her fingers. "I love you, too." He blinked and a slow smiled graced his lips as he pressed them against hers. She smiled against his lips and giggled when he rolled her to her back.
Grayson slowly came to with the sun shining brightly through her window. She took a slow deep breath through her nose and stretched, feeling the delicious burn that accompanied the slow roll of her muscles flexing and moving for the first time in hours.
She sighed and licked her lips, stroking the skin of the arm tossed over her stomach. She froze and turned her head over her shoulder. Isaac was still there with one arm tucked under his head and hanging through the headboard and the other resting across her stomach. His knee was tucked between her thighs and his feet were tangled with hers.
Grayson slowly rolled over, tucking her arm beneath her head. She brought her other hand to his face and traced his features with her fingers. He looked so peaceful and young when he slept. The world was gone and he was at peace, nothing could touch him. She smoothed her thumb over his cheekbone and over the shell of his ear.
She jerked her head up when her door opened. Kara popped her head inside and opened her mouth to speak but stopped when she saw Isaac tangled up in the sheets. She closed her mouth and arched an eyebrow. Grayson shrugged and flicked Isaac's earlobe. He groaned and pressed his face to her neck, pulling her closer.
Kara rolled her eyes and shook her head, pulling the door closed. Grayson looked back down at Isaac who smirked up at her, his blue eyes staring into her soul. She smiled and ran her thumb down his prominent jawline. He hummed and kissed her. "I have to go." She sighed and nodded. "Tell Derek I say hi." Isaac smiled and nodded.
He threw the sheets back and stood. Grayson leaned up on her elbow and watched as he walked to the end of her bed and picked up his jeans, stepping into them. The muscles in his arms rippled as he did them up and he cocked his head to the side. He looked at her over his shoulder and smiled. "Do you want to come with me?" She sat up, bringing the sheet with her, covering her chest.
"For what?" Isaac shrugged and tugged his shirt on over his head, hiding his chest and abs from her view. Grayson got of the bed and wrapped the sheet around her like a towel. "Derek wants to talk to us about the effects of the full moon and I think you should be there." Grayson nodded and winked. "Just let me get dressed."
Grayson sat on the bottom step up the subway station and wrinkled her nose when Derek opened a dusty old trunk. Isaac leaned forward and traced the symbol burned into the lid of the wood. "What is that?" Derek looked up. "It's a triskele." Isaac and Derek turned their heads to Boyd.
Grayson pressed her lips together when she saw Derek's look of surprise. "The spirals mean different things. Past, present, future. Mother, father, child." Derek pointed to the symbol. "Do you know what it means to me?" Grayson stood and brushed her hands down the backs of her jeans. "Alpha, beta, omega." Derek looked over at her and nodded.
Derek stood. "That's right. It's a spiral. Reminds us that we can rise to one or fall to another. Beta's can become alphas and alphas can fall to betas or even omegas." Isaac glanced at Grayson. "Like Scott?" Derek looked at Isaac and blinked. "Scott's with us now." Isaac cocked an eyebrow. "Really?" Isaac glanced around the room and ignored Grayson when she narrowed her eyes in warning.
"Then where is he now?" Derek sighed. "He's looking for Jackson. Don't worry. He's not going to have it easy tonight either." Derek bent down and rummaged through chains and belts. He pulled them out and deposited them unceremoniously on the ground in front of Isaac. "There's a price you pay for this kind of power. You get the ability to heal." He pulled out another set of chains and handed them to Isaac. "But tonight you're going to want to kill anything you can find."
"Good thing I had my period last week then." Grayson snorted and shook her head. Derek turned, amused to Erica. Boyd shook his head and Isaac blushed. Derek held up a circular metal ring with nails imbedded around the outside like a crown. "Well, this one's for you." Grayson's brows disappeared into her hairline and she sucked her bottom lip loudly between her teeth.
Grayson stood outside her car with Isaac in front of her. "Be careful tonight, alright? I don't know where Jackson is and…" He trailed off and brushed his thumb over her cheekbone. "Just be careful." She smiled and nodded, kissing him. "You too. Don't kill anyone." He smirked and watched her drive away before turning back into the station.
Grayson got to the party and was surprised to see almost no cars out front. She slammed her door shut and clacked her way up to the front door. She rang the bell and smiled tightly when Lydia answered. "Come in. Have some punch." Grayson nodded and followed Lydia to the backyard. "Ever since she turned into the town wack job."
Grayson smiled up at Allison who smiled thinly back. "Who are we talking about?" Stiles glanced down and shook his head. "Well, we have to something. We've ignored her for two weeks." Allison said. Grayson licked her lips and glanced at Lydia.
She felt bad for the girl. She used to be at the top of the food chain but with everything that had happened the semester before, she might has well have been considered insane. People avoided her like the plague, she was dumped by Jackson and her friends ignored her to not only keep her from finding out about their secret world but to keep her safe. It was sad really.
"She's completely ignored Stiles for the past ten years." Scott countered. Allison sagged and Stiles glanced at Scott. "I prefer to think of it as me not having been on her radar." Scott cocked his head to the side and shook his head. "We don't owe her a party." Scott stated.
"I don't owe her anything." Allison turned her eyes to Grayson and pursed her lips. Grayson didn't make her go crazy and Grayson wasn't friends with her. At the most they were acquaintances and even then that was pushing it. "What about the chance to get back to normal?"
Scott glanced over at Lydia and sighed. "Normal?" Allison nodded. "She wouldn't be the town wack job if it wasn't for us." Grayson looked back at Lydia and grimaced. The girl looked disappointed beyond belief. Scott sighed. "I guess I could use my co-captain status to get the lacrosse team here." Stiles nodded. "I also know some people who could get this thing going. Like really going." Grayson looked up at him. "Who?"
He looked down at her. "I met them the other night. Let's just say they know how to party." Grayson shook her head and licked her lips. Allison glanced down at her. Grayson met her eyes and gaped. "Do not look at me. I just moved here and I only know you three, Lydia, Jackson, Isaac, Erica, Derek and Boyd. I'm hardly the person to call for partiers."
Allison rolled her eyes and nodded, taking her hand and leading her towards the punch bowl.
It wasn't long after that people started showing up. People that Grayson had never seen before but that wasn't saying much when she'd only met the people associated with the world of the supernatural. She took a drink of her punch. The pink concoction was addictive. It was sweet like lemonade but burned like vodka which she might've assumed was a part of the recipe. She couldn't be sure with Lydia.
She shook her head and spotted Scott and Stiles. She made her way to them and followed their line of vision, not surprised to see Allison. "Are you going to apologize to Allison, or what?" Scott looked up at her. "Why should I apologize?" She shot her eyes from his to Allison and back again. "Cause you're the guy. It's like what we do." Stiles answered.
"But I didn't do anything wrong." Grayson sighed. "Well, then you should definitely apologize because anytime a guy thinks he didn't do something wrong he definitely did something wrong." Scott narrowed his eyes. "I'm not apologizing." Grayson looked up sharply at Stiles, her eyebrows raised. "Is that the full moon talking buddy?" Scott looked up. "Probably."
Grayson snorted and took a long drink of her punch. "Why do you care, anyway?" Stiles rolled his neck. "Because, Scott, something's got to go right here. We're getting our asses royally kicked if you hadn't noticed. People are dying, I got my dad fired, you're going to be held back in school, I'm in love with a wack job. And if on top of all that I've got to watch you lose Allison to a stalker like Matt I'm going to stab myself in the face."
Grayson shook her head, her eyes looked on the double doors leading to the pool. "Don't stab yourself in the face." Stiles looked at her. "Why not?" Scott stood up slowly. "Because Jackson's here."
Grayson slowly ascended the stairs up to the second floor of Lydia's house. She had one hand pressed to her abdomen and the other sliding up the wall to guide her. She thought she was drunk but she didn't feel drunk. She felt like she was high. Everything was blurry around the edges and sometimes the world looked like it was upside down.
She stumbled up the step and caught herself before she hit her head. She took a shaky breath and stood back up, freezing when she saw Isaac pressed up against another girl against the wall. She took two steps up and licked her lips. "Isaac." He turned to look at her and sneered, pressing closer to the girl against the wall. "I don't know why I ever loved someone like you."
She gasped and tightly gripped the banister. "What?" He smirked and looked at her almost in disgust. "You're so broken. I don't know what I ever saw in you." He turned back to the nameless girl and pressed his lips to her neck, thrusting against her.
Grayson clenched her eyes shut and shook her head. "It can't be real. It's not real. Isaac's not here." She opened her eyes and he was gone like he'd never been there. Grayson looked around and only then realized that she'd been crying.
She brought a hand up to her face and shakily brushed the tracks away. She walked back the way she came and easily found Scott and Stiles at the edge of the pool. Stiles was sitting dazed against the wall and Scott was trying to get him to drink a bottle of water. She knelt behind Stiles. "Come on, Stiles." She wiped at her face.
"What do you think you're doing?" Scott looked up at her. "You want to sober him up fast that's not the way to do it." Scott raised his eyebrows and dropped his chin. "You think you can do better?" Grayson scoffed. "Boy, I can do best." She grabbed the collar of Stiles' shirt and dunked his head underneath the chilly water of the pool.
She held him under for about three seconds before lifting him back up. Water went everywhere, drenching her face, Scott and the upper half of Stiles' torso. "How do you feel?" Stiles blew water out of his nose. "Like I might have to revisit my policy on hitting a girl." She nodded at Scott. "He's sober."
As soon as she could, Grayson raced from the party and towards the subway station. She got there and everything was eerily silent. She slowly stepped down from the bottom step and looked around. Derek was nowhere in sight.
She felt so loud in the silence of the station. Her breath seemed to echo off the cement walls and her shoes could draw the attention of anyone within miles of the station. She licked her lips and came to stop when she saw fine purple dust scattered around the entrance to the subway car.
She looked up and stepped inside, glancing around. Isaac was chained quietly to a bench close to the front of the car, his gaze fixed forwards and his hands limp in his lap. Erica and Boyd were unconscious in the back. Erica was chained to the same pole as Boyd. She was hastily sat on the ground and chained, dried blood stuck to her forehead.
Boyd was forced to stand and his head hung between his shoulders. Both of his arms were chained to facing poles and his arms hung limply against them. Derek wasn't there. "What are you doing here?" Grayson looked down at Isaac. He hadn't moved.
She slowly took the seat in front of him and rested her arms on the back of the chair, her chin planted on her folded hands. "I came to make sure you were alright." He didn't move. "I'm fine." She nodded and licked her chapped lips. "You've been crying." She looked up at him. His eyes had flickered to hers.
She slowly nodded. He blinked. "Lydia put something in the punch that made everyone hallucinate." She shrugged. "I don't know what but I think it might've been your worst fears." She smiled whirly and shook her head. "What did you see?"
She closed her eyes and felt herself relax. His voice was smooth like melted chocolate and it was warm and inviting. It was calm. It kept her calm. "I saw you with someone else." She didn't open her eyes. She'd rather look at the blackness behind her eyes then see his face. "You told me you didn't love me. That you never loved me. That you could never love someone like me." She shrugged and opened her eyes.
He was staring at her. It was intense and she had to look away. "I'm sorry." She shook her head and smiled. "It's not your fault." He didn't move. "Lydia took Derek." She looked up sharply. "What?" He nodded slowly. "She came in and surprised him. Blew powdered wolvesbane at him and somehow drug him out of here and somewhere else."
Grayson looked away and took a deep breath before nodding. "Well, shit." A corner of Isaac's mouth turned up. "Well, shit." He echoed.
I know this chapter wasn't very long but I already cut out two episodes because Isaac wasn't in them and I didn't want to cut out another one so I did the best I could with this episode. Tell me what you think. I love to read the reviews!