Hey! So I received lots of responses from all of you. Just wanted to say: thank you all very much for your thoughts. It was very important for me to see what majority of you all wanted. I took each review seriously, so thank you again for telling me what you felt about it ^_^! Also, did anyone cried when they showed the Erica scene? I did because she was my favorite werewolf as a girl. Well, at least Boyd and Erica will rest in piece together. Enjoy this next chapter!
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The school bell rang.
Everyone exited the classroom and out to the hallway as they followed Scott. Cora wasn't too far behind him as she asked, "But isn't Danny still in the hospital?"
Stiles rushed forward to his best friend side. "Yeah. That's where we're going right now."
"I'll meet you there," Scott quickly stated and Lucy grabbed her brother's shoulders to stop him. She caused him to turn around and Lucy's mouth formed a straight line.
"I thought you were coming with us?"
Scott showed the phone he held in his hands to his sister and everyone else. Her eyes quickly glanced at the screen and then bounced back at him. She then looked at Stiles and the two them made their decision.
"Fine," Lucy agreed and Scott nodded. "Just make it quick okay?"
"Got my bike with me," he grinned and Lucy shook her head. "Either you or Stiles call me when you get the information you need from Danny."
"Will do," Stiles said as he patted his shoulder. "Now move those legs and go. We'll head off to the hospital." Scott rushed out of the school building while Stiles sighed and turned around to face the three girls. "Now who's up for a little road trip?"
Lydia merely pulled his arm and began marching down the hall.
"Do you remember which room he was in?" Stiles whispered besides Lucy as he tipped-toe behind the girl. The two teens decided to enter the hospital quietly without drawing anyone's attention. Lucy stopped as she checked the hallways. Stiles didn't noticed her stop and accidentally bumped into her. She whipped her head around, giving him a glare, and he rose his hands in surrender.
"I'm sorry!"
Lucy shook her head. "Just be careful next…Danny's room has to be here somewhere…"
She continued walking, gesturing Stiles to follow, and her eyes glanced at each number. Her head eyed each small window and a satisfied smile was written on her face. She tapped Stiles' arm and pointed towards the door.
"It's this one," she told him as her hands gently grabbed the door knob. Lucy opened the door slowly, her foot stepped inside as she slid the rest of her body into the dusk-lit room. Stiles tried to remain quiet as possible, and he closed the door without making a noise. Stiles looked at the sleepy Danny, his mouth slightly opened as his chest rose and fell in a smooth motion.
"I'll be on watch," Lucy suggested to Stiles. "Just go and search his bag, but make sure not to wake him up."
"On it," he salute at her with his two fingers and Lucy giggled softly. The light from outside the hall managed to hit one side of her face. Her brown eyes scanned to see if anyone was coming, or worse: if her mom was coming. She and Stiles didn't want to get caught from her, especially since she didn't even know the two were here. Lucy looked over her shoulder and was shocked to see Stiles slapping Danny's cheek. "Danny, you awake?"
"What the hell are you doing?" She whispered-yelled at him. The boy jumped from her sudden voice as he spun around.
"I'm making sure he isn't awake!"
"By slapping him?"
"Do you have any other ideas, princess?" Stiles bluntly snapped at her and Lucy glared at his direction. "I thought so. Let me do my job, your duty is to be my lookout."
Stiles gave a few more slaps, each becoming much more harder than the last. He gave a final slap and Danny inhaled a deep breath. Stiles was worried he managed to wake him up and the sarcastic teen jumped back towards the window. Lucy panicked as she saw Danny's head twist and turn while his whole body moved. Her eyes gazed at him as she didn't dare to breathe thinking her own breath was loud enough to wake him up.
Danny's eyes never opened and Lucy sighed in relief. "I told you not to do that!"
"It was a false alarm," he defended himself. Lucy gave him a pointed look and Stiles tried to convince her. "I know what I'm doing. Just don't worry…"
His hazel eyes landed on the bag that sat on the chair and he crouched down on his feet. His fingers gripped the zipper and Stiles quickly opened it. As he began to rummage inside, another voice caught him off guard.
"What are you doing?" Danny groaned into the room. Lucy's body tensed as she turned around with her hand plastered against the door. Stiles and Lucy shared a quick look and the girl viciously pointed at the body. As she mouthed a 'do something' Stiles sighed, but agreed.
Stiles turned his attention towards him. "I'm not doing anything, Danny. This is just a dream that you're having."
Stiles sent her a thumbs up and Lucy rolled her eyes. He slowly went back to the bag, but Danny asked another question.
"Why are you going through my stuff?"
"Right, but only in the dream, remember?" Stiles reminded him calmly. "Dream…dreaming…" he echoed for effect.
"Why would I dream about you going through my stuff?"
Lucy couldn't help but snort a soft laughter from where she stood. Stiles head snapped back up with an annoyed glance thrown down at Danny.
"I don't know that, Danny, okay?" He sassed at him. "It's your dream. Take responsibility for it. Shut up and go back to sleep."
"Well aren't just a ray of sunshine," she teased at Stiles and the boy threw her a glare over his shoulder. Lucy chuckled to herself as she glanced back out the window. No one was coming down the hallway, so they were in the clear. Stiles' fingers flipped through the stacks of folders and papers neatly inside the bag. So far, everything seemed normal. Just school assignments and other random stuff in his bag.
Nothing stood out until…
"Got something!" He whispered his joy. Lucy quietly approached Stiles as she crouched down to his level. Stiles made sure she could see the papers in his hand and the girl read the words. "Danny boy, you might've actually found something here."
"All right, let's just get out of here," Lucy nudged his arm. Stiles decided to check his bag again, trying to see what else he found. After a few minutes, he zipped the bag closed and the both stood up to their full height. As the two exited the room, they quickly made their way outside the hospital. Stiles handed Lucy the paper while he took out his phone in order to call Scott. Lucy took the opportunity to skim through the pages, her eyes absorbing key words.
"Well, we might not have to," Stiles told Scott through the phone. Lucy snapped her attention from the pages towards Stiles. She stood closer to him while placing her ear against his phone. "Danny was doing a project on something for Mr. Harris' physics class, and I think it actually means something."
"What project?"
"Danny based his project on telluric currents," Lucy answered him as she grabbed the phone from Stiles hand and into hers.
"Did you say currents?"
"Yeah why?"
"Meet me at Deaton's," Scott ordered her as he hung up. Lucy clicked the phone as she handed it back to him.
"Come on," she pulled his hand. "Scott's meeting us at the clinic."
The water trickled against the wooden boards where Isaac and Boyd patiently sat. The sun finally had set and the night sky had appeared from Derek's widen window. Some of the lights from Derek's loft remained lit and Isaac stayed quiet.
The plan will work.
It had to work.
His crystal blue eyes gazed at the box in front of him and noticed something off. "Isn't the light on that supposed to be on?"
Derek moved away from the wall he leaned against and looked to where Isaac was pointing. His eyebrows furrowed together in tightness. "Yeah."
"What does it mean if it's not?"
"Someone cut the auxiliary power," Derek answered him and Boyd was confused.
"What about the main-" Boyd was cut off from the sudden darkness that blanketed above them. The two betas shot up from their seats as their eyes went wide. Isaac stared at Boyd, his face in full panic as this wasn't part of the plan. Derek slowly walked forward, his green eyes gazed down at the water as he placed one foot inside.
As he thought: nothing happened.
The water made splashy noises as Derek continued to walk away from the betas and into the openness of his loft. He glanced at the dark symbol that was plastered on his window. It seemed to have mock him in every way possible.
"Derek…" He heard Isaac call his name. "What do we do now?"
The alpha slowly lifted his head up, his eyes became bright red as he stared down at the door. He knew thy were coming. He didn't have to sense them to know they were coming, it was obvious as they were the ones who cut the power off.
"We fight."
His thoughts were proven true as the door began to bang loudly. The metal clanked repeatedly before it slid opened to reveal Kali. She smirked at him as her claws were already unleashed and proudly showing at him. Isaac and Boyd made their way besides Derek, their eyes heatedly glared at the female alpha.
"Gonna be honest, Derek," her voice boasted wickedly as her bare feet stepped forward inside. "When Ennis died, I thought to myself I'd just go for it. Find you," she made her way downstairs without peeling her eyes away from the male werewolf. "And kill you, wherever you stood. Then I remembered how you surround yourself with these teenagers, hiding behind them, and I thought: 'What's a girl got to do to get you alone?'," she flashed him a fake smile.
On cue, Ethan and Aiden appeared with Ms. Blake in their deadly grasp. The female english teacher's face was flushed with fear as she stared at Derek. Her eyes were wide as it wasn't the Derek she remembered. His face was more of an animal's, not a human.
The claws pinched her throat and Ms. Blake whimpered. Kali turned her head back towards Derek, pleased to see the kind of reaction she was looking for in him. It made her feel powerful and in control over Derek.
"You and me Derek, or they tear her apart," she stated with a sadistic grin. "What do you say? You think you can beat me one-on-one?"
Derek viciously nodded his head towards his betas, ordering them to stand down and leave. This was his fight, and his fight only. He wasn't going to let this person taunt him like that, or use an innocent person to threaten him. Derek stared her down, giving Kali the most angriest glare he could possibly come up. His jawline was tight, his eyes still glowing bloody red.
"I'm gonna rip your throat out," he threatened her with his most famous line. "With my teeth."
Kali growls, her sharp canines shown at him while Derek roared as he made the first move. He wasn't going to let Kali get the best of him.
"Okay," Cora's voice boomed above the millions of papers that were being scattered around the table. "So what does this kid's homework have to do with finding Deaton?"
"His name is not 'kid'," Lucy snapped at her direction. "His name is Danny."
Scott gripped his sister's wrist, softly as he didn't want to hurt her, to hold her down. He sensed Lucy's anger rise and he knew that the girl didn't take a liking towards Cora. Derek did throw Isaac out due to her, something that made her pissed of. Cora's green eyes glared at Lucy's brown ones and the McCall twin didn't back down.
Stiles quickly answered Cora's question as he tried to prevent a fight from happening.
"Because it's not just homework, okay? It's a project on geomagnetic fields. They flow through the earth," he shifted a paper towards her direction. "They can even be affected by lunar phases, all right?"
"Show them the page where Mr. Harris left his comments on," Lucy ordered him and Stiles nodded. He flipped to the paper to where Lucy was talking about and showed it to the rest of the group.
"This is a note from Harris on Danny's proposal," Stiles explained what the red words said. Lydia cocked her head to the side as she read off from what Mr. Harris wrote.
"'I strongly advise you to choose another subject. The ideas here, while innovative and thoughtful, border on pseudo-science. Not suitable for class.'"
"Strange isn't it?" Lucy asked Lydia and the red head nodded as her eyes blinked.
"Harris wasn't just a sacrifice," Scott realized as Lydia finished reading the comments. "He knew something."
"Now, check this out," Stiles took out a map as he quickly opened it. "Allison's dad wasn't the only one with a map, all right? Danny had one too."
Lucy held some of the blue papers in her hands, the papers were identical to the map that Stiles just opened up in full. Her brown eyes skimmed at everything on the map.
"Danny marked all the telluric currents, okay," he pointed out to all of them. "Now the weird thing about Beacon Hills is that it actually is a beacon. You wouldn't believe how much energy flowing through the earth is around this town."
Lucy observed how Scott's hands glided the blue paper on top of the map.
"Stiles, look: they match." Scott immediately tried to place the other pages above the map. "All right: there's three places, right?" He snatched the pen from the table and quickly drew circles on the map. "Where they're kidnapped, and then the place where their body was found."
Lydia's finger tapped on the page. "Look, that's right on the telluric current."
"So, maybe where he was sacrificed-"
"Is somewhere in between," Lucy finished his sentence as her eyebrows narrowed down at the map. She glanced up at him and he gave her a short nod. Stiles grabbed the pen from Scott's hand as he began to draw some more circles and symbols.
"You said there's six more bodies to be found," Stiles remembered as he marked off the animal clinic. "Deaton's one of them. Got to be somewhere in between, right?"
"Stop," Cora's hand halted Stiles' movement. She gently guided him upwards towards the location they were trying to find. "He's in the vault. He's in the same vault."
As Lucy helped clean up and gather the papers off the table, Cora felt a vibration inside her pockets. She quickly took out her phone and opened the message she had received.
"Guys, hold on," Lydia boomed behind her friends.
"Lydia, we don't have time," Scott tried to get her legs moving and not waste time. The clock was ticking on Deaton's life and they needed to save him. Lucy turned around giving Lydia a pleading look as she didn't want Deaton to become the third sacrifice.
"It's Boyd," Cora blurted out and everyone's head snapped at her direction. Her eyes glanced at each of them with a sad frown. "The plan didn't work. They cut the power."
Lucy's eyes blinked as she stared at her brother for another back-up plan. Scott looked down as he thought of something for a moment.
"It's just like he said…" The fear returned to her eyes, but Scott laid a firm hand on her shoulder. "Go. I can save Deaton myself."
"Scott, are you crazy?" Lucy hissed at him, but she was completely worried for his safety. Stiles also had the same reaction.
"What? Scott, what about us?" Stiles asked.
"Cora can't get there fast enough without you," Scott told him and Stiles was hesitant for a moment. "Go. We can save both of them."
The weight was lifted from Lucy's shoulder as the girl helplessly gazed at her brother. She battled to follow him or just follow Stiles. Lucy sighed as she followed Stiles since she trusted her brother's judgement. The cool air had hit her face as her feet rushed towards' Stiles jeep. She opened the door and slid on the backseat and Cora followed right after. Lydia quickly shut the door closed from the passenger's seat while Stiles immediately turned the engine on.
He drove off into the night with everyone in silence.
Water was splashed everywhere.
Derek's clothes were completely moist and damp, the heavy weight pulled him down slightly. The rage that was built inside him was his fuel. Derek wanted to just kill Kali, to make a statement to the alpha pack. Their growls were the only noises being made in the loft. Their bodies danced together while they spun and dodged each other's claws. Kali made a sharp turn and slashed into Derek's chest. The pain was agonizing as he felt the area was burning with fire. It stung him as he groaned while his ears picked up a scream.
Kali easily climbed up on the column, her nails gripping the sides. She watched with cool, bloody eyes for Derek to approach her before kicking his face. She jumped on top of the table in a smooth motion and slowly lifted her head. Sending a growl at Derek, the male alpha roared as he ran towards her with full force.
The female werewolf slashed his face with her toes and Derek stumbled down to the water. Kali was getting tired of this. It had gone on too long for her taste, so she decided to quickly end this. She jumped off from the and gave a hard kick to his stomach that made him fly back a few feet.
"Derek!" Ms. Blake screeched as she watched the violence continue. She tried to pull away, but the claws on her throat had tighten harder. Derek saw from the corner of his eye Isaac trying to save his english teacher, but he couldn't let anymore risks happen.
"No!" Derek shouts at Isaac and the curly-haired beta stared back at Boyd, sensing his friend getting ready to fight.
"Wait!" He warned him. His eyes averted back to the fight in which Derek dodged and ducked repeatedly. The large hands of his were like vines as he gripped around Kali's arms and pushed her off him. The woman growled as she kicked him against his chest and caused him to fall down to the ground. Derek coughed up blood, but he spit the red liquid away from his mouth. Kali snarled as she marched her way over him, grabbing Derek from behind without a care.
Isaac's phone vibrated and he quickly took it out. He read one simple word from Stiles and he knew exactly what to do. The tall werewolf sped across the water as he pulled Ms. Blake from the twins' grasp. Boyd tried to save Derek from Kali, his hand reaching for his shoulder until something shocked him. His whole body felt like something was being sizzled as he jerked uncontrollably. The same feeling he felt back when Gerard had kidnapped them was coming back. The pain was coming back, but worst of all: the image of Erica still alive was coming back.
Boyd had fell down to the floor with a big splash. The electrocution had drowned out Kali and Derek's screams as the two alphas landed on the water. It soon stopped and Kali didn't waste time on getting the job done. She whipped her head at the twins with a snarl.
"Take him!"
Kali's snatched the semi-unconscious body of Boyd's into her hands and lifted him up. While Ethan and Aiden held Derek down with his claws out, Kali dropped Boyd into his death with a vicious grin. Derek felt his claws penetrate the teen's skin, his fingers going in deeply that he could only feel the warmness of his blood. Boyd gasped, his head falling backwards as he felt all his energy drain out and his mind become wild. The blood trickled down Derek's hands and arms before dropping into the water. Derek couldn't believe what he had just done, his werewolf features slowly disappearing from his face.
He was breathing heavily as regret tainted his eyes. The painful gurgles and grunts coming from Boyd only made him realize that this was in fact real. That he was hurt by him, that he had killed him in the flesh. His claws came out from Boyd as he held the dying child in his bloody hands. The same blood that belonged to him.
"I'm giving you 'till the next full moon, Derek," Kali spoke aloud as she strutted away from the scene. "Make the smart choice: Join the pack…" she looked back at him with devilish eyes. "Or next time I'm killing all of you."
Isaac watched quietly with Ms. Blake shivering in his arms as the three alphas exited the wet loft. Kali left a wet trail as she left, but Isaac stared back to where Derek was holding on to Boyd. The green-eyed alpha panted rapidly as his hands traveled to where the wounds were placed. Derek had to see if he could save Boyd.
He just had too…
"It's okay," Boyd murmured softly while his eyes became drowsy. Derek looked up at him with sadden gaze, his head shaking.
"No, no," Derek quivered as his hands tighten against the wounds. "No, it's not. It's not."
"It's all okay, Derek," he tried to convince the broken man. Derek stared at him again, but he could feel the tears begin to form inside his eyes. Derek hadn't remembered when was the last time he had cried. He usually tried to bottle all his emotions inside him, trying to keep a blank expression for others to see. He didn't want to let anyone see him cry because in his mind: crying would get you killed.
That meant they knew how to break you.
How to kill you.
But Derek didn't care.
"I'm…I'm sorry," he whispered an apology. He let his eyes wander around his body, his ears picked up the heartbeat as it became slow with each passing second. His chest wasn't breathing normally and Derek could sense his body shut down.
Boyd was dying.
"The full moon," the dark skinned werewolf began and Derek paid close attention to him. "That feeling…that was worth it," he tried to force a grin on his pained face. "There's a lunar eclipse. I always wondered what…what that felt like for one of us. For one of us…"
Erica's head rested against the metal rail.
The same metal rail that had kept her and Boyd trapped here for months. It had been awhile since she had seen what was outside. It had been awhile since she could feel the sun kiss her skin, or seem Derek's infamous glare. It had been awhile since she felt the full moon and the feeling of it had been pushed aside.
"Boyd," Erica spoke into the silence. "What do you think will happen to us on the lunar eclipse? They last for hours, you know," she thought aloud as she clasped her hands together. "Because it's just the earth's shadow."
The lunar eclipse…
The moon at it's full force.
It made her feel hope.
"I wonder what will happen to us," she continued with her soft voice. "Maybe it'll make us stronger," she slowly gazed at the female alpha in the vault while raising her voice in full confidence.
"I hope it'll make us stronger," she firmly told her. Erica felt her confidence grow as her eyes glowed bright yellow. She didn't want to give up on herself. She didn't want to give up on Boyd as they needed each other. She didn't want the alpha pack to win, to know that they had broken them after all these months.
Erica wanted to prove that she could still fight.
Fight for their freedom.
Fight for her and Boyd.
Fight for Isaac.
Fight for her friends.
Fight for Derek…
She needed to prove herself and she tried. With her growls and Kali's snarls, Erica fought against her. Kali didn't hold back as she slashed deeply into Erica's stomach, her teeth sharply flashed at Erica's way. The alpha didn't end there as she continued to kick and punch the teenage girl with all her force. Erica felt her legs feel weak, the air in her chest quickly left with each blow that came at her. The blonde werewolf grunted as she fell to the floor.
She couldn't move.
She couldn't feel anything.
"Boyd," Erica painfully called him as her honey eyes landed at her friend. She tried to reach for him, to touch his hand one more time, but she couldn't. The darkness was slowly consuming her and her heartbeat slowed down. She hoped that she had given Boyd some strength, that Boyd wouldn't die without a fight.
She just hoped…
Boyd fell out of Derek's arm and landed onto the water. Derek gazed as his hands shook with guilt and sadness. He watched as his second beta die, and once again: he had failed to save his life. He had fail to rescue Erica's life before it was too late. Instead, he had found her beaten, dead body in the closet room.
It was all his fault.
He wasn't fit to be an alpha.
He had failed them both.
And he wondered when he would fail with Isaac.
Derek's body shook, the water dripped from his hair quietly. Stiles and Cora were the first to arrive and the female Hale stood shock. Her face was flushed with fear as she hurriedly ran across the flood floor and dropped to her knees in front of Boyd. Her hands grasped his body and she realized he wasn't breathing.
His eyes wouldn't open.
And his heart was no longer beating.
He was gone and Cora cried loudly.
Lydia and Lucy finally arrived and the two girls stopped. Cora's cries echoed around the loft, her arms completely wrapped around Boyd's body. Lucy watched as Stiles slowly placed a hand on Derek's shoulder and squeezed it for some sort of comfort. It was the only thing that Stiles could do as he couldn't form words or process anything at all.
Lucy stared at Isaac, who was on the floor with Ms. Blake, and he could only send her defeated eyes. She looked back in front as her hands curled into fists. Her face clenched as she closed her eyes while lowering her head. Lydia grabbed hold of her arm as she too felt sadden by this and Lucy merely inched closer to her friend.
The alpha pack was winning.
And they had lost.
Isaac closed the door as soon as he entered. Lucy quickly sent a text to her brother saying she was home before putting it away. She felt more tired than usual and decided to sit on the couch with a loud sigh. She placed her face into her hands and leaned forward in silence. Isaac quietly approached her since she didn't move from her position. He sat down beside her while placing his hand behind her back.
Lucy lifted her head and gazed at Isaac with emotionless eyes. Isaac was surprised to see her not crying. Instead, she just stared at him in silence. She wasn't sure what to do right now. Boyd had died and she saw Derek in a new light. Usually he was cold and serious, but tonight: he seemed helpless and upset.
It scared and surprised her.
"You okay?" Isaac asked her and she nodded silently.
"I can't believe Boyd is gone," she whispered and turned her head to face him. "He's gone, Isaac. This isn't fair…this isn't right. He had some much to live for! He had a life ahead of him, just like Erica did…"
Isaac pulled Lucy closer to him, his head rested on top of hers. "I know. I know they did."
"They didn't deserve this," Lucy's breath had hit his chest and Isaac sighed. She felt his chest rise and fall as he exhaled. "They should be here still. They should be here with us."
"I know," he repeated his answer. His fingers brushed her hair softly and Lucy closed her eyes as she enjoyed this moment. With her ear pressed against his chest, she could slightly hear his heart beat in a smooth rhythm. She felt protected in his arms, she felt that nothing could hurt her whenever she was near him. It was something that she loved about him.
She fluttered her eyes open. "You know what I hope?"
"What?"
"I hope that I'm not pregnant," she confessed as she pulled away from his chest. She gazed her serious, brown eyes into his blue ones. "I don't want a child, Isaac. We're not ready for one and with what's happening right now…I'm just scared. I can't, Isaac…"
"I agree too," Isaac admitted to her and Lucy was stunned to hear that. He sighed as he held her hands into his. "I agree with everything you said. It wouldn't be fair to bring an innocent life with what's going on. Honestly, I don't see myself being a dad. Not now," he lowered his head in shame.
Lucy cupped her hand against his cheek while raise it slightly.
"I'm glad you said that, because I don't see myself being a mom," she smiled sadly at him. "I thought you would be angry at me, but you're not. I'll tell my mom about this and hopefully she could do an earlier test at the hospital."
"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I'm sorry for giving you a hard time with this. If I had some control that night, this wouldn't be happening."
Lucy frowned. "It's my fault too, Isaac. We did this, so don't blame yourself. We should just be more careful next time."
"Okay," Isaac nodded and Lucy squeezed his arm.
"You want to know the reason why I stopped gymnastics before?"
"Yeah," Isaac always wondered why she stopped. He tried to get an answer before, but Lucy wasn't ready to tell. She didn't want to, so he decided to just wait. "Why did you?"
"It's going to sound stupid," Lucy leaned against the couch and Isaac titled his head.
"Lucy, no it won't."
Her eyes glanced at him slightly before she stared in front of the blank TV. Isaac heard her heartbeat pick up and her hands became clammy with nerves.
"The reason I stopped was because…I thought I caused my dad and mom to get a divorce," she sighed quietly and Isaac narrowed his eyes in confusion. "When I was little, I love going to gymnastics and my dad would always take me. He would take me there and also pick me up when practice was finished. The car ride was also one of the special times we would bond together. We would play some games and he would put on some songs to sing-along," she smiled as she remembered memories of it.
"I loved it. I would feel so happy every time we were in the car. He would even give me a goodbye kiss when we arrived at the building. I remembered the first few days I would cry and not let go of him since I didn't want him to leave," she chuckled softly and Isaac couldn't help but smile at her. "He then said he would stay for a while and he did. He would stand there, watching me and I felt safer. Then I would forget he was even there since I had so much fun with the other girls around. It would be like this for a few years, and he would stay even though I didn't cry anymore. He just stayed for a while because he enjoyed seeing me smile."
Her faint smile soon disappeared from her face.
"Then he became different. He would still take me, but we didn't sing like we used to. Before he would take me, my parents would often have a small argument in the kitchen. I tried to ignore it at times, I tried to get my dad to play with me in the car, but he would always say he was tired. When he dropped me off, he wouldn't stay anymore. It went on like this and their arguments became louder and louder. I would sit on the staircase with Scott next to me as I waited for my dad to take me to practice. I would often hear my mom complain to my dad about him not coming back home. He used to return home after he dropped me off, but he stopped doing that. My dad would just tell her to mind her own business or that he had to get some other things from work.
"When parents said that they were getting a divorced that dinner night, I ran upstairs to my room and cried. I didn't even get to my bed, I sat on the floor next to my bed and cried. The door opened and Scott came in with tears of his own. We were confused, we were sad. While Scott was wondering why mom and dad were separating, I already found my reason. I thought I was their cause. I thought that my dad always taking me to my gymnastic practices were the cause of their divorce. After he left, I stopped going. My mom tried to convince me to continue going, but I said no. I told her I didn't like it anymore and so she stopped trying.
"I was glad I did because for the next few months, the thought hurt. Every time I thought about gymnastics, I would always remember the times my dad and I would have in the car. The times we would sing songs. The times we would play games. The times where I would tell my dad what I learned in school. Just a normal father-daughter bonding experience," she finished her story with a lump in her throat.
She wiped the tears from her eyes while Isaac hugged her tightly. Lucy wrapped her arm around him, her head rested on top of his shoulder as she sniffed quietly. She never told anyone with this except for Stiles considering he was best friends with them and he had lost his mother, but in a different way that they lost their father. Either way, they lost a parent in their lives. Scott also knew why and so did her mom. Lucy felt relieved to have told someone else. It felt nice to have that huge weight being lifted from her.
"Thanks for listening," she smiled against his ear and Isaac pulled his head back. He planted a kiss on top of her forehead and Lucy snuggled underneath his chin. The two soon fell asleep on the couch with Isaac's arm protectively wrapped around her waist with her head resting on his chest.
Chapter nineteen is done! Sorry for a long wait everyone. I had been busy with other stuff, but I quickly finished them so I could give you this chapter! I hoped you all enjoyed it ^_^ I appreciate anything! Here's the question of today:
What Teen Wolf character (dead or alive) would you take to a karaoke bar?
Personally: I would take Stiles since he would be awesome XD! Until next time…
-WhatTheCensoredXD