I'm so sorry that it's been such a long time! School started for me and I'm not enjoying it so far. I already have homework, and books to read, and I've just been really busy. I promise I'll try to get the chapters up a bit quicker:) Thanks again, for reading, and please review! It always makes me feel good to read all of the reviews you give me, and it makes me want to write even more!:D
I hope you enjoy this chapter!
"Aiden! Wait up!" I yelled, a fake smiled plastered on my face. He and his brother paused in their walking and turned to face me. "Yes?" Aiden asked, more rude than we was around me before. I faltered slightly, frowning. "Um, I just wanted to tell you that I can't do tonight." I bit my lip.
Aiden rolled his eyes. "Obviously." I cocked my head to the side. "Huh?"
He leaned in closer to me, an annoyed look on his face. "Stop trying to act innocent. You know what I am, now." He seethed. I raised my eyebrows in interest. "I do." I breathed.
The twins rolled their eyes, and began to walk toward the courtyard, where they'd have a clear view of Allison and Isaac hot-wiring their motorcycles. "Wait!" I yelled again, running up to them. Aiden spun around annoyedly and faced me. I paused right in front of him and Ethan. There were students walking by, not paying the slightest of attention to us.
Quickly, without thinking clearly, I brought my own fist to my face with force. "Ow!" I screamed before falling on the floor. "He hit me!" I pointed up to Aiden. As he and Ethan looked at all of the staring students in surprise, a teacher walked down the hall toward us. "What the hell happened?" He questioned angrily. I pointed up to both Ethan and Aiden.
"One of them hit me!" I yelled, holding my eye. The teacher frowned. "Which one?" He asked.
I needed to keep both of them occupied, so I shrugged. "I don't know, one of them!" To accentuate my point, I moaned in pain, causing bystanders to give the twins multiple dirty looks. "You three, to the principal's office!" The teacher yelled, helping me up. He led the three of us to the office, and sat us down in a large room.
"What the hell was that?" Ethan growled once the teacher left the room. I glared at him. "Payback." I said simply. With that, the principal walked into the room. "Mr. Garner tells me that one of you hit Ms. Hannigan?" He said accusingly, holding a folder. Ethan glared back at me before turning to the principal. "It was me. You can let Aiden go." He told him.
"No! No- I think it was Aiden!" I said quickly, standing up out of my seat. "But it might have been Ethan." I added, confusing all three of the men. "Well if you don't know..." The principal began. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I looked at it quickly, seeing a text from Isaac.
Almost done. Have them meet Scott in English.
With a quick smile, I shook my head. "You know what? I don't think it was either of them. I'm just a little bit tired, today." Ethan and Aiden's jaws dropped to the ground in confusion as the principal bit his lip. "Okay. So, I guess you all can go to English class?" He asked. I nodded, and followed the twins out of the room. They walked in silence through the hall as I fell behind them, eyes narrowed.
"Lucy, Ethan, Aiden." Ms. Blake said with a small smile. "So glad you could join us. Take a seat."
I sat beside Scott, as Ethan took the seat on the other side of him, and Aiden took the seat beside Ethan. I gave Scott a curt nod, showing him the picture of Isaac on the motorcycle that Allison had just sent me. With a smirk, he pulled a part of one of their bikes out of his bag. They gave him incredulous looks. "That looks important." Scott said innocently. I covered my mouth to stifle my giggle.
"I have no idea what this thing does." Scott shrugged, pulling out another piece of the motorcycle. Aiden had a fiery look on his face, and his ears suddenly perked up to something he heard in the hallway. It was the revving of a motorcycle. In a rage, he ran out of the room. "Aiden, wait!" Ethan yelled, trying to stop him. He was already out the door by the time the words came out of his mouth.
With a small smile, I ran out of the room right behind him just as the teacher and students began to get up. I ran down the hallway, and saw Isaac flip off the bike, a cocky smile across his face. "Lucy." He acknowledged me, wrapping an arm around my waist and leading me back where the students began to gather. Uncomfortably, I removed the arm from my hips, causing Isaac's face the fall. He looked at me with an unidentifiable expression before returning his attention to the twins.
Aiden stood there in the middle of the hallway, finally understanding what we did.
"You have got to be kidding me." Ms. Blake exclaimed. "You realize this is gonna result in a suspension."
Ethan glanced over at us, as Aiden glared. The four of us stood there, arms folded proudly. I gave Aiden a cocky smirk, raised my brow. "Sucks to suck." I whispered so quietly that only the werewolves could hear it. Scott snorted, while Isaac just frowned again. I didn't dwell on his constantly changing emotions, though. I only thought about the fact that I had actually done something. I had helped.
"You want me to give you a ride?" I asked Isaac in the parking lot. He had another unreadable expression on his face, but nodded. "Thanks." He muttered, getting into the passenger seat.
We rode in silence for a while, until he finally asked me the question he had been thinking about ever since today. "Why did you do that? Why don't you even want me to touch you?" He asked quietly. My hands tightened on the steering wheel, and I took a deep breath. "Isaac, I..." I stopped for a moment, trying to figure out what to say.
"I don't want to give you the wrong ideas." I finally answered him. He watched me for a moment before returning his staring out the window. The rest of the ride was silent.
"I'll walk you in. I needed to ask Derek something, anyway." I said to him as we pulled up to the loft. Isaac didn't answer me. He just walked inside. I sighed, and followed him in.
"I don't get it." Isaac said worriedly. I felt bad for him. Derek was like the father he never had, and now he was abandoning him too. "Did something happen?"
"It's just not gonna work with you here." Derek answered him, back still turned. "I've got Cora now. It's too much. I need you out tonight." I looked incredulously out into the storm. Isaac laughed as if he couldn't believe it.
"Where am I supposed to go?" Isaac asked. I could feel the pain beneath his words. Derek eyed me. "Somewhere else."
"Did I do something wrong, Derek?" Isaac asked, looking like a deer in the headlights. I just watched Derek, confused.
"You're doing something wrong by not leaving. Now get out."
"Derek please." Isaac begged. He looked near tears and all I wanted to do was hug him and tell him everything would be okay.
"Get out." Derek ordered. "Come on," Isaac tried one more time.
"Go!" Derek yelled louder than I have ever heard him yell, throwing a glass cup at Isaac. Isaac ducked quickly, avoiding the broken shards, and had a helpless, frightened look on his face. I gasped and covered my mouth. Isaac hasn't had that look in his eyes in a long time. Not since before his father had died. Now Derek, his only role model, was turning into his father.
"I can't believe you just did that, Derek." I muttered quietly at him. I didn't wait for a reaction from him. I grabbed Isaac's arm and pulled him out of the loft. We trekked through the rain to my car, and after getting in, I began to drive.
I continued driving as Isaac shivered next to me. I stretched my hand that was not holding the steering wheel over to Isaac and rested it on his thigh, rubbing it comfortingly. I felt his body relaxing automatically. His eyes started closing as one tear slipped out. I moved my hand from his thigh, to his hand and held it tightly. Isaac stiffened at the contact that was supposed to be comforting. He quickly dropped my hand and cringed away. I pulled the car over.
"Are you okay?" I questioned him.
"Just drop me off here." Isaac said as we stopped at the side of the road. I rolled my eyes.
"No, Isaac. You can stay with me." I told him with a sympathetic smile. He shook his head.
"Lucy, you said it yourself. I don't want to give you the wrong impression." He told me. I felt a pang in my heart.
I sighed. "I'm not dropping you off on the side of the road in this storm, Isaac." I told him gently. He glared for a moment before quickly unlocking the passenger door and storming out of the car. I immediately put it in park and ran after him up the sidewalk. He just kept walking forward.
It was pouring, and I was already soaked even though I was only out there for a couple of seconds.
"Isaac!" I called out to him. He didn't turn around. I ran up to him and grabbed his soaking wet shoulder and spun him around to face me.
"What?!" Isaac yelled at me. "What could you possibly want, Lucy?!" I was taken aback by the hateful, poisonous tone he used, and didn't answer him right away.
"Why can't you leave me alone?" He muttered. Rain was still soaking us both. "You already make my life a living hell every time I look at you!" He roared, eyes turning yellow momentarily.. My mouth was still wide open. "Please. Please stop the pain and leave me alone." He muttered before finally walking away and eventually disappearing into the heavy rain. I stood there in shock, not fully comprehending what had just happened.
I clenched my teeth together and ran back to my car. It was locked when I tried opening it, so I reached into my pocket for the keys. They weren't there. I must've dropped them while chasing Isaac.
Tears began pouring down my face. Tears that I had been holding in for four months. I punched the side of my car out of sheer anger, leaving a good size dent.
Just as I was about to give up, I heard a voice from across the street.
"Lucy?" It was Stiles. He slowed his Jeep down and got out before running up to me, analyzing my predicament. I was sobbing, soaking wet, and locked out of my car.
"Come on, I'll drive you home." He told me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and led my shaking figure to his Jeep.
"I kind of saw the whole thing." Stiles said uncomfortably as we began driving down the road. I sniffled once again.
"Tough, huh?" He asked again. I nodded gently, impressed by his attempts to get me to talk to him. He finally sighed and relented after realizing I was not in the mood for idle chit-chat.
He stopped by my apartment and walked me inside. Once inside, I sat down on the couch. Stiles watched me warily.
"Thank you." I mumbled to him. "You don't have to stay."
"Are you sure you're okay?" He questioned concernedly. I nodded with a fake smile plastered on my face. "I'll call for your car to be brought to your apartment, okay?" He alerted me. I smiled once again. "Thanks, Stiles." I mumbled it. He nodded. "Of course. Can I do anything else?"
I shook my head. Stiles shrugged and walked out of my door, closing it behind him. I hugged my knees to my wet chest as I curled into my bed.
I couldn't blame Isaac, could I? He lashed out at me because he was hurt. Derek hurt him and I was the only one there to lash out at. But why? Why did it it have to be Isaac? I could be in love with any other guy, but somehow it's just him. It's just Isaac that I love, and I didn't know how long I could take it.
He says that I put him through hell. He doesn't know what this is doing to me. Loving him so much, but not being able to do anything about it. I do it for him. He just doesn't understand that.
Soooo? Interesting chapter, huh? It's kind of a filler, I guess. Not much action:P It's leading up to some pretty awesome chapters, though!:D I'll update soon!:P