Here's chapter 2! Its a bunch longer than the first one! Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2: Attract
I stood in front of Scott's door, tears streaming down my face. I was wearing a pair of jeans and boots with Isaac's sweater on. I hid my face behind my hair. The long sleeves of Isaac's sweater went to my fingertips and I used them as tissues.
"Charlie?" Melissa, Scott's mom, asked as she opened the door to find me.
I cried, lunging forward and attacking her with a hug. "I'm... I'm sorry..." I sniffled, releasing her.
"No, no," Melissa shook her head. "What's wrong, sweetie?"
"It's... Isaac..." I said.
"Did he break up with you?" Melissa asked.
I hadn't gotten the chance to say anything before Scott came down the stairs, ready for school. "What's wrong? What's going on, Charlie?"
"Isaac..." I sniffled. "He.. he went looking for Erica and Boyd and never came back... He.. he promised... he promised he'd come back."
"It's okay, Charlie," Scott said, pulling me into a hug. "He'll turn up soon enough. How far could he have gotten, right?"
I nodded.
"Mom will keep an eye out for him at the hospital, right, Mom?" Scott asked, looking up at his mother.
She nodded to Charlie. "If he shows up, I'll be sure to get you both, okay?"
I nodded. I had been panicking this morning when Isaac never showed. Stiles had offered me a ride but I refused. I thought Isaac was going to pick me up. Then I remembered last night's dream and figured there was something wrong.
Scott and I went to school on his bike. When he pulled up, there were two wickedly awesome black bikes next to Scott's. I abandoned Scott and Stiles, after Scott had found him, and I went to go find Lydia.
I saw her looking like her usual beautiful self at her locker.
"Hey, Lydia," I said, walking up to her. "What's up?"
"Freshmen," She said, sighing a little bit as she looked around. "Tons and tons of fresh men..."
I looked at some of them with disgust. "Lydia, they're fourteen and some of them haven't even hit puberty yet." I said as one tiny boy with braces and ache walked past.
"Charlie, sweet innocent, Charlie," Lydia said. "I don't want a boyfriend. I want a distraction..." I followed her eyes to a pair of boys but they weren't just boys. Oh, no! They were twins.
"Brothers?" I looked at Lydia.
"Twins," Lydia smiled.
They were incredibly cute with blonde hair and leather jackets. In their hands were bike helmets so those wicked black bikes I saw when I first arrived must have been theirs.
"Dibs," Lydia said, smirking at me.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I shrugged. "I have a boyfriend."
"Really?" Lydia asked. "Who?"
I looked at her. She was serious? I groaned, "Isaac? Isaac Lahey?"
Lydia shrugged. "Oh, him..."
"Yeah that him," I said, biting my lip. Where was he?
"Hey, Lydia," Suddenly my least-favorite person in the world showed up: Allison Argent. I was still kinda iffy on how I felt about her considering she stabbed Isaac and punched me in the face. I could tell she wasn't too happy to see me either by the way she said, "English."
"Argent," I crossed my arms, gritting my teeth. "I'll see you in class, Lydia." I said, walking away.
"Hey, baby sister," Stiles said, coming up behind me and making me jump.
"Oh my god!" I said, startled. "What do you want? Why do you keep calling me that?"
"What?" Stiles asked, still following me.
"Baby sister," I said with slight disgust. "I'm four months younger than you, Stiles. Besides we're not blood related anyway."
"I know but I like the idea of having a little sister to torture... you know, in a loving way," Stiles said, trudging behind me to English.
"Thanks," I said, taking my seat in between him and Scott. "I love being tortured in a loving way."
Scott leaned over, "He called you his baby sister, didn't he?"
I nodded. "Has he been talking about it for forever?"
Scott chuckled and nodded. His face changed as he realized something, "Hey. Did you find Isaac?"
I shook my head. "I'm really worried, Scott. I keep trying to empathize but he must be knocked out or something 'cause I'm not getting anything."
"Keep trying, Charlie," Scott whispered. Suddenly everyone's phones started buzzing. I checked my text and it was a quote from one of my favorite books...
"'The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds," A woman spoke, entering the classroom as her intimidating heels clicked on the floor. "And the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness...' This is the last line of the first book we are going to read and also the last text you'll ever receive in my class."
Suddenly my vision started to blur. I couldn't focus on what the new teacher was saying or even what she looked like.
"Charlie?" Scott asked.
"Are you okay, Charls?" Stiles asked.
It was no use. My ears made their voices sound like they were underwater. I started to breathe heavily almost like a panic attack... When suddenly, it stopped. I was fine.
"Something's wrong," I turned to Scott. "Something's going on with Isaac." I couldn't explain how I knew it was him but it was.
Scott didn't get a chance to say anything before we were both called to the office to leave. It had to be Melissa with news about Isaac. I walked speedily down the hallway when I noticed Scott talking to the teacher whose name was apparently Ms. Blake.
"Scott, come on!" I urged.
He looked at me and then to Ms. Blake and started running towards me.
We soon made it to the hospital. I ran up to Melissa. "Where is he?" I asked, frantically.
"Charlie," Melissa said, "Calm down."
"Melissa, please," I looked at her.
"Okay," She said. "He's in room 215 if he's not already in surgery."
"Surgery?" Scott asked.
Melissa nodded. "But the wounds already healed so someone's going to be very confused."
"215, let's go Scott," I said, grabbing his hand. "Thanks, Melissa!" I called back. We got in an elevator and pressed the correct button but suddenly, before the doors could close, a cane was stuck through them.
A tall blind man entered the elevator. He had brown hair and his face was rather thin. He had black sunglasses on and looked kinda scary. He bellowed, "Could you hit the button for the second floor please?"
Scott didn't say anything but repressed the button we'd already hit. Once we'd reached the second floor, I walked out of the elevator.
"You wouldn't mind helping me out for a second, would you?" The blind man asked but he didn't wait for a response. He grabbed Scott's shoulder and Scott was forced to lead him out. We walked slowly down the hall but once we left the blind man, we paced down the halls, looking for Isaac.
We turned a corner and there was a single man in scrubs with a wheelchair. I craned my neck to see Isaac sitting in the wheelchair. I touched Scott's hand and nodded towards the man who'd now gotten in the elevator.
Scott growled as he let his claws grow from his fingernails. He started running to the elevator as the doors were shutting. I tried to follow but the doors shut before I could get inside.
I sighed, looking for a way up. I groaned as my eyes falling upon the staircase. Let's just say after the tenth step I regretted the idea. Eventually I made it up the stairs and found the elevator again and waited for them.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"
"Derek!" I exclaimed, turning around to see him. He was still way taller than me but a bit scruffier than I remembered. I leaped forward to hug him. "I think Scott's fighting this big ass werewolf in the elevator..." I pointed down the hall.
"I can hear them..." Derek said as he walked down the hall. As soon as the elevator doors opened, he cut the big werewolf in the back, tossing him aside.
Derek grabbed an unconscious Isaac with Scott not too far behind. I followed on their heels. Derek drove us back to the burnt Hale house and placed Isaac on a piece of wood that used to be a table.
I sat on the table next to Isaac and held his hand. He still had a pulse and was relatively warm. He was alive.
"You don't still live here, do you?" Scott asked.
"No," Derek shook his head, digging through the floorboard. "County took it over but there's something here that I need... It'll help heal a wound from an Alpha."
I glanced at Isaac.
"But it did heal," Scott said.
"Not on the inside," Derek replied, still looking through the rubble of wood and ash.
"Derek," I said, catching his attention. "Who was that big werewolf?"
Scott added, "He's an Alpha, right? What's he doing here?"
"He's an Alpha from a rival pack," Derek said. "It's my problem. Look I know you two wanna help and you did. I owe you one. Now go home. Go back to being teenagers."
"I'm not leaving Isaac," I said as Derek pulled out some purple flowers that looked like wolfsbane. He walked over to Isaac.
"Hey, Derek," Scott said. "If you wanna repay that favor now, there is something you could do for me."
After Stiles had arrived, Scott sat in a chair with just a tank top on and was explaining how he wanted this tattoo of two circles on his arm. He talked about Allison and their breakup. I realized how much it actually hurt him to lose her like that.
"Pain's gonna be worse than anything you've ever felt," Derek told Scott.
"That's just wonderful..." Stiles sighed.
"Do it," Scott said.
Derek smirked and lit this torch thingy. I nearly fainted so I decided to go into the next room with Isaac. I sat by him, listening to Scott's groaning and screaming. I cringed at every second of it, squeezing Isaac's hand tighter and tighter.
After Scott got his tattoo, he and Stiles were about to leave when he noticed something. "You painted the door," He called to Derek. "Why'd you paint the door?"
"Go home, Scott," Derek said.
"Why only one side?" Scott asked then he started scratching the door. I stood up but stayed at Isaac's side.
"Scott!" Derek called, walking over to the two boys.
"The birds at school and the deer just like the deer I almost got trampled over by the night I got bitten by the Alpha..." Scott said, turning to Derek. "How many are there?"
Derek sighed. "A pack of 'em..." He said, crossing his arms. "An Alpha pack..."
"All of them are Alphas?" I asked.
"How does that even work?" Stiles asked.
Derek looked at Stiles. "There's some kind of a leader. He's called Deucalion. We know they have Boyd and Erica. Peter, Isaac, and I have been looking for them for the last four months."
"You knew, Charlie?" Stiles asked me.
I nodded, shyly.
"So you find them..." Scott suggested."How do you deal with a Alpha pack?"
"With all the help I can get..." Derek said.
Suddenly I felt Isaac move. He blinked his eyes and looked at me. He smiled, "Charlie..." He whispered. A sudden realization fell over his face. "Where is she? Where's the girl?" He asked.
"What girl?" I asked.
Scott, Stiles, Derek, and I all looked at each other...
So there ya go! Big bad Alpha pack is coming! For those of you that might be wondering about Charlie's dad, he comes into play later! He shan't be forgotten! Don't forget to review and message me on Tumblr!
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