Chapter 7

"Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey. At other times, it is allowing another to take yours." -Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

It had begun to get very dark. Everyone on the bus was beginning to get restless as it had become apparent that they were definitely not going to reach the meet in time. Will had finished her book ages ago and wasn't in the mood to start reading another one. Being cooped up in a bus, for what had it been now? Seven hours? Eight? didn't really put her in a reading kind of mood.

Having been stuck for something to do Will had managed to get Isaac to have a Fruit Ninja competition with her. (Although, he didn't take much convincing he was just as bored as she was.)

"What's your highscore now?" She asked as she swiped her finger across the screen of her phone rapidly.

"428." He answered mimicking Will's motions.

"What? You only had like two hundred a minute ago!" She exclaimed as she dropped her phone into her lap in frustration at her latest score. 119? What kind of score was that?!

"And now I have 428." He smirked glancing at her quickly out of the corner of his eye.

"I don't believe you." She stated leaning forward to watch over his shoulder. Her eyes flickered to the number in top corner of his phone. 428. She internally frowned at the fact that he was beating her. Will may or may not have been a little bit competitive.

"Hey, watch out for the-" She began, pointing at the screen but it was too late. "Bomb." She finished.

Isaac was just about to slice the retry button when the bus ground to a stop. Everyone on the bus looked towards the doors all of them wondering the same thing. Why have we stopped?

Coach stood at the front of the bus blowing on his whistle to stop the chatter that had started up.

"Right, you lot, off the bus." He gave no explanation as to where they were or why they had stopped.

Deciding that staying on the bus wasn't a better alternative everyone began filing off. Emerging into the night air it turned out that they were in the parking lot of a very questionable looking motel.

"This place looks amazing." She said aloud as she looked around at the dilapidated, neglected looking building before her. "I bet we're all going to love it here." She couldn't have been more sarcastic if she had tried.

Seeing that Will didn't have anyone she knew to share a room with she had been forced to pair up with a girl named Sarah. Sarah was bleach blonde and looked like the kind of girl who would cry if her nail broke. What she was doing at a cross country meet Will would never know.

Sarah had sneered when she learned that she wasn't able to share a room with her two other friends but hadn't made a fuss. Although, that was probably because as soon as she was out of Coach Finstock's sight she had thrust the key at Will and tottered off after her friends.

"Yay!" Will cheered unenthusiastically to herself as she wondered around trying to find her assigned room. "I get to sleep in a room alone in this creepy motel. Woo!"

Will's room turned out to be on the bottom level of the motel right at the very end. The lights in the room barely worked and the entire room smelled of stale cigarette smoke. Will was finding it very hard to breathe without choking.

She placed her bag on the floor as close to the door as she could before entering the bathroom to see if the shower was usable. The lights in the bathroom worked much better than the lights in the main room so much so Will had to blink a few times to get her eyes to adjust to the sudden difference.

The shower turned out to be even worse than the rest of the room and Will decided that there was no way she was going to be able to stay in that room for much longer. It was creeping her out. In fact the whole motel had a strange feel about it.

Closing the door and locking it behind her Will made her way to the short metal staircase. She had remembered seeing Scott and Stiles head upstairs. She had just reached the stairs when something caught her attention.

There was a vending machine just a few strides away from the stairs. It's glass front had been smashed and a pile of glass was scattered around it. She'd noticed the vending machine while looking for her room a while ago except the glass front was still in tact. She wasn't surprised though the motel didn't seem to have a good reputation.

Shrugging Will turned her attention back to finding Scott. She wasn't sure where to start. other than knowing that his room was on the second floor Will couldn't remember anything else about what number his room might be. She couldn't exactly just start knocking on all the doors.

"Wait..." Will muttered to herself. Isaac would know what room Scott was in.

She had remembered seeing Isaac's room number on his key but could only recall the first two digits. "21..." She mumbled walking down the isle of doors looking for where the 21's started. She reached room 210 and wasn't quite sure what to do now that she had found it.

Will spun around hopelessly, tripping over her shoelace as she did. She grabbed the railing, which swayed uneasily beneath her hand, to stop herself from face-planting the floor.

Bending down to tie her lace to stop any future tripping incidents Will noticed something. A few rooms down from where she was stood a door was wide open. From her position Will could see a smashed alarm clock on the floor and what looked like two of the bags that all the lacrosse team owned.

Her curiosity got the better of her and before she could stop herself she was stood in the doorway of room 212.

Now that she was closer and could take a better look she confirmed that the bags she had seen were the bags that belonged to the lacrosse players. Out of one was sticking a blue sweater that looked just like the one Isaac had been wearing.

Knocking softly on the door Will called out "Isaac?" When no answer came she took a step into the room. "Isaac?" She repeated. "You in here?"

She was about to take another step when something stopped her short. She could have sworn she;d heard something.

Will stopped moving so that she could listen out for the sound again. It was clearer now, it kind of sounded like someone was hiding under the bed and by the sound of the breathing they were absolutely petrified.

"Isaac?" She asked again walking closer to the bed and stopping just before the edge of it. Will dropped to her knees, her heart beating in sporadic bursts. She slowly lifted the edge of the bedding that was hanging down and peered under the bed.

Isaac was curled in ball, sweat glistening his skin. He looked scared for his life and when he noticed Will pushed himself even further under the bed.

Will's heart broke when she looked at him. She had never seen anyone look so broken and scared before and for some reason it hurt even more that it was Isaac looking that way. He looked like a puppy that had been beaten and abused and left to fend for himself.

"Isaac..." She tried again moving around to the other side of the bed. This time he didn't back away from her but stared at her with wide, fearful eyes. "Hey, It's only me. Will?" She asked hoping that he would stop looking at her like she was going to hit him.

His expression didn't change so Will edged towards him slightly. He recoiled at her first movement and Will stopped moving forwards, holding her hands out in the universal 'i'm-not-going-to-hurt-you' gesture.

"It's okay Isaac...I'm not going to hurt you." She murmured softly edging forward again.

Will reached Isaac and extended her arm to place a hand on his arm. "Nothing's going to hurt you Isaac. I promise. You can come out now, okay?"

Will had never been this close to Isaac before and had the circumstances been different she would have been very, very, very nervous.

As soon as her hand had made contact with Isaac's arm his eyes seemed to change. The wild scared look diminished and a more bewildered look took over.

"What's going on?" His eyes seemed to roam the room as if he had no idea how he'd managed to get there. Will backed up so that Isaac could get out from under the bed.

"I'm not sure. I came in and you were hid under the bed. You looked like you thought you were going to die." She explained sitting down next to him on the bed.

"Are you okay? Because it's fine if you're not, you know." Will said watching him carefully.

"I don't remember what happened." He muttered running his hands though his hair.

Will didn't say anything, she wasn't very good at comforting people, instead she wrapped her arms around Isaac's torso and rested her chin on his shoulder.

Isaac hesitated before he returned her hug, burying his face in the crook of her neck and holding her to him. It felt nice to hug someone, he'd nearly forgotten what it felt like, and Will wasn't a bad someone to be hugging.

They sat like that for a while just hugging when Stiles and a girl, who she recognised as Lydia, came running into the room. They took one look at Isaac and Will before tearing into the bathroom. Isaac jumped up from the bed to follow them. Will was about to do the same but Isaac stopped her.

"Stay here." He told her ignoring her objections and disappearing after Stiles and Lydia.

Will didn't want to stay put and was about to enter the bathroom when Stiles yanked open the door and almost knocked her over. Her grabbed her shoulders to stop her from walking past him. "Will, right?" He continued before she had even nodded. "Run to the bus and grab the emergency flares. Okay?"

Will heard the urgency in his voice and knew it was a serious matter so she ran as fast as she could towards the bus. She pushed open the door and rifled through the glove compartment before noticing a red box under the drivers seat. She grabbed the box, ripped it open and took out the two road flares sprinting as fast as her poor, post-cross country legs could take her.

She skidded into the room and handed the flares to Stiles who still wouldn't allow her enter into the bathroom. Isaac moved into the space Stiles had evacuated blocking her view from what was happening in the room behind him.

"Come on. We're going back to the bus." He nudged her forwards making sure that he was still blocking her view as the door swung closed.

A/N:

Finally reached the Motel California drama :3 I hope you like this chapter!

Isaac Fan- Will isn't the really nosy type but I promise she'll get answers soon!

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How'd you all find yesterday's episode? I can't believe Jennifer has taken Papa Stilinski and Mama McCall D: Also am I the only one really hoping that Isaac and Allison don't get together?

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