Thank you for showing your support and reading my fic! Here is chapter two! Hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: This is purely Fan Fiction! I do not own any rights to Teen Wolf or any of the characters except for the ones I have created.
Chapter 2
Walking in the front door I see my Uncle Jack and Stiles let out a sigh of relief.
"Where have you been, missy?" Stiles asks me in a too high pitch voice.
My Uncle Jack looks at him and rolls his eyes.
"Aria, where have you been? I was about ten minutes away from calling my deputies." He says with a hint of anger in his voice but a relief in his face.
"Sorry Uncle Jack I went to the cemetery to visit mom and I lost track of time."
With that sentence his face drops to a somber look and he walks up to me and gives me a hug.
"I'm sorry. I should have realized that is where you would have been."
He lets me go and gives my shoulder a little squeeze and smiles at me.
"Next time kiddo just call me and let me know where you're going to be. I'm pretty sure Stiles tried to talk you into going with him the other night so you probably know about the murder."
He looks at Stiles and raises his eyebrow. Stiles gives an exasperated sigh and slumps his shoulders.
"So please be careful and don't go anywhere alone."
"I won't and I will call you to give you a heads up from now one. Love you Uncle Jack."
I give him another hug because when I look at him I see what I always wanted my father to be like. It hurts that my father could just give me to his brother but I am grateful and happy that I am here with him because I know he loves me and is the closest thing I will ever have to a parent.
"Love you too, kiddo." He hugs me back and heads to the kitchen.
"You're officially the favorite." Stiles says with a defeated look.
"I've always been the favorite. Thought you already knew that." I say and shove him to the side so I can walk up the stairs.
"Hey! That's not true." He yells.
"Yes it is!" Uncle Jack yells from the kitchen.
I burst out laughing and say "I told you!"
Stiles heads off to the kitchen asking his father how come I'm the favorite.
Walking into the kitchen I place my backpack and board next my chair and head to the fridge and pull out milk for my cereal.
"Now that's what I am talking about." Stiles practically shouts.
"What is wrong with you?"
"You're wearing clothes!"
I look down at my navy blue tight hoody light blue skinny jeans and aqua and navy DC's and look up at him.
"I'm always wearing clothes."
"Well at least now you're dressed appropriately for the weather outside."
I stick my tongue out at him and push my classic ray ban glasses up my nose.
With that gesture Stiles chuckles.
"You say I'm the nerd."
I look at him and scowl.
"Let's get this straight Stiles I may wear glasses because I need them to see but might I add looking like a nerd is cool but being a dweeb isn't." I say and put my beanie on.
"Hey! Who says am a dweeb?"
"Let's just get going. If we are going to pick up Scott today we better hurry up."
Climbing out of the backseat of Stiles' beat up Jeep Scott lends me a hand as he tells us about how he asked out Allison Argent and she said yes.
"Big shocker there Scotty." I say sarcastically "She was checking you out yesterday at tryouts."
He laughs and rubs the back of his neck.
"You think she is really into me?"
"Well she did say yes to you asking her out, so I would think it's safe to say she is."
Scotts face goes into that cross between confusion and bliss I look at Stiles.
"Yup he's a goner. See you two in English." I say and walk off.
Walking to my locker I scan the halls hoping to run into Isaac so we can walk to our lockers together but all I notice is Lydia and Jackson all over each other. My stomach hurts seeing that and all I think is 'Ick!' Glad my locker is far from them as possible. I disappointedly open my locker and dump all my unnecessary items for my class and try to linger at my locker hoping Isaac would show up so I could at least talk to him before class. Sadly doesn't look like that's going to happen so I close my locker and turn to walk off to class but when I turn Isaac is quietly pulling things out of his locker. I instantly break into a huge smile.
"Hey!" I say enthusiastically.
He doesn't look at me but instead seems to dig his face deeper into the locker and says a meek hi back. My smile instantly falls and I try to get a look at him but he totally keeps avoiding my gaze.
"Well I guess I'll see you later then." I say hoping to get a response.
"Yeah." He blankly says.
I walk off with my books in my hands wondering what I did to make Isaac avoid me. I thought we were at least somewhat friends. Was I to forward with him yesterday?
I walk into class and notice Stiles nervously talking to Scott but when he see me he stops mid-sentence. He looks at me suspiciously and I know my face must be an open book to how I'm feeling inside. Snap out of it Aria! You are supposed to be living life and starting new. Put your big girl panties on. You got your signals crossed when it came to Isaac it happens. I put up my best smile and say.
"Well well boys why you all being so secretive. Don't think I didn't notice you stop your talking when you saw me."
That distracted Stiles and he started to get nervous again. He kept avoiding eye contact.
"What?! We weren't talking about anything."
I glare at him and am now wondering what in the hell are they hiding from me.
"Whatever it is I will find out eventually." I say confidently and sit behind Stiles.
The class period went on agonizingly slow. I kept noticing Stiles fidgeting looking between the clock and Scott. The bell rang sounding the end of class and as I was walking out of class I notice Stiles and Scott practically run out of the class. Those two are up to something I just know it and I'm going to find out what it is. Approaching my locker I see Isaac already at his locker pulling out his books and I notice he is moving cautiously. I decide to try and talk to him again and maybe just maybe he will talk to me.
"Hey." I say while I open my locker.
"Hey." He quietly replies.
I close my locker and look at him and notice he won't even look my way.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask him and I know I must sound as upset as I feel because his face suddenly looks sadder than it did before.
"No you did absolutely nothing wrong." He says and lets out a sigh and takes off walking.
He leaves me looking after him as he walks off with my heart dropping into my stomach.
I slowly start to walk while thinking what could of I had done to make Isaac avoid me like the black plague. I don't know why my heart hurts when I really don't know him I just know what everyone else knows about Isaac Lahey.
Walking into Art class I see that Isaac opted to sit in another table in the back leaving me to sit all alone. I sit down in my seat and take my tablet and start drawing not caring what our assignment is. I am so into my drawing I don't even notice when someone comes and sits beside me.
"I see you still love to draw."
I look up from my tablet and see Jackson sitting next to me. What the hell?
"The hell you doing here?" I angrily ask.
He looks at me with a wounded face.
"As of today I'm in this class too." He says with a smile.
"What do you want? Why are you sitting here?" I angrily ask.
His face suddenly grows angry and he pounds his fist on the table and I jump at his fit of anger. In all the years that I knew Jackson he never once directed his anger toward me.
"Aria! Please I'm trying to be make amends here. I'm still the same Jackson."
"Frankly doesn't seem like you are because the Jackson I knew never would have thrown a tantrum and directed his little fit at me." I say close my tablet grab my backpack and start to leave the classroom but a I'm stopped by Jackson grabbing my wrist.
"Ari don't be like this. Please I'm trying here." He says with pleading eyes.
I pull my wrist out of his hand and run out the classroom with my eyes dangerously watery. I would be lying if I said I still didn't care about Jackson. He was my best friend I loved him and I think I will always will but some part of me just is too hurt by his disloyalty. I keep running down the halls till I reach my locker and where I pull out my skateboard. I immediately run out the doors of the school as soon as the wind hits my face the tears run down my face and I skate as far away from the school as I can.
"Aria Milena Stilinski! Get down here now!" I hear my Uncle Jack yell and slam the door.
Dammit I'm going to be in so much trouble. I hate disappointing or angering him that's not my job that's Stiles'.
I slowly walk down to the living room feeling the dread and guilt of not thinking leaving school through. I walk into the living room with my head hung low looking at my feet.
"Can you please explain why you decided to leave school?" he asks with anger in his voice.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking right I was just so upset and I didn't want to deal with people staring at me and whispering about how I'm the girl who is orphaned, that her father didn't even want her so she got dumped on her uncle who already has a lot on his plate with being sheriff and having a son like Stiles." I say with crack in my voice.
It was all true. Yes I left because I was upset about Isaac and Jackson just pushed me over the edge but people did say all those things. Sometimes didn't even bother whispering. Usually I can handle it and ignore it but I'm human and sometimes I'm vulnerable and today was just one of those days.
My uncle face softens and he comes up to me and wraps me in a tight hug and I sink into the hug.
"I'm sorry Aria. I forgot that you're not Stiles for a second and I promise it won't happen again. "He pulls back and looks me in the eyes. "You weren't dumped on me and you're not a burden. I love you remember that." he says and pulls me back into his arms.
The words make my eyes swell with tears and my heart with love for my uncle. I might have lost my mother and my father doesn't give two poops about me but my uncle he loves me. I know I can always count on him. I hug him tighter and hold on to him like I never will again.
"I love you, too. Thank you for being the only person that wanted me." I say with tears running down my cheeks.
Uncle Jack squeezes me tighter and says "No need to thank me sweetheart, your family."
He pulls back and I wipe my eyes as he looks at me and gives me the sternest look he can muster.
"No more skipping school. Okay?"
"Okay Uncle Jake." I say with a smile. "Can I go visit mom?"
He looks at me and I know right at that moment he could never say no to that question.
"Yes. But you have to take the car because it makes me nervous having you on the skate board all over town." He says with a look I know I can't change his mind.
"I don't want to drive that car. It screams pity gift!" I say with a scowl.
"Aria please just take the car and go before it gets dark. There is a curfew and I would really like it if you followed it."
"Fine but only because I don't want you to worry about me." I sigh,
"Thank you. I will be working late tonight so please be back before curfew. I don't want to hear from my deputies that you are out late."
I smile and hug him.
"I will and before you leave; I left you and Stiles dinner in the oven. It's lasagna and will be done in another twenty minutes. Just take it out when it beeps. Love you." I shout as I leave grab the keys to the car and leave.
In the garage lies the stupid car my father sent me; a Porsche just like Jackson's except mine sleek black. It makes me angry looking at this car. It screams I don't want you but here take this expensive car and don't be mad. Expensive things can replace my absence in your life. I really hate my father!
The whole drive to the cemetery all I could think about was about how Isaac just avoided me and gave me the cold shoulder. What did I do wrong? If he didn't like me that was alright but I honestly thought we could be friends.
Pulling up the cemetery I get out and walk toward my mother's grave. Just being here makes me feel calm and I forget about how unnerving the whole Isaac situation was to me or even the Jackson thing.
I sit next to her tombstone and pull out some weeds and fix her flowers as I talk to her about everything.
"Mom I just can't forgive Jackson. I want to so bad but I'm so hurt by how he treated me before and how he acted like you didn't matter. I wish I could. I wish it could be like before minus the whole being in love with him part. You were right though when you said someday I would meet someone who just captivated me." I say with a smile playing on my lips as Isaac comes to mind.
"Isaac. Mom he is just so gorgeous and he is kind. I don't know him but I want to know him. The first time I saw him I lost my breath. He makes my heart flutter but something happened today and I don't know. I'm confused it would be some much easier if you were here to give me advice." I say and feel my throat starting to tighten up.
I let my fingertips trace her name and I let a few tears escape my eyes.
"I got to go mom got to follow Uncle Jack's rules. I love you." I say and blow a kiss to her grave.
I turn to walk to my car when I see Isaac standing next to the backhoe he uses to dig graves. I smile and start to walk off toward my car.
"Wait! Aria!" Isaac calls after me.
I stop dead in my tracks and my heart start to race. I slowly turn around and I see he is walking up to me. I take a huge gulp and start walking towards him and plaster on the best I'm not nervous because I like you a lot smile. When I start getting closer I notice he keeps his head down and is avoiding my gaze.
"Aria. I…uh…I'm s-sorry." He says still avoiding my gaze.
"What are you sorry about?" I say not knowing what he could be sorry about.
He lets out a sigh and look at me. When his face sets on mine I see the huge black eye on his face. I instantly gasp at how purple and swollen his eyes is.
"Oh my god Isaac what happened to you?" I say and slowly touch his eye without thinking.
He flinches a little and then looks at me with sad but surprised expression.
"I fell yesterday while getting on the backhoe and hit my face." He says avoid my gaze.
That's when it hits me his father still hits him. Right before Jackson decided being with Lydia was more important than being my best friend he told me that he had heard Isaac's dad beating on him. He said he felt bad for him but when he told his dad he said it wasn't their problem and to never talk to him about trash. That is Jackson's dad for you douchebag through and through. He was always nice to my family because my dad was a famous doctor and had money but if you didn't have money you meant nothing to him. Jackson always hated that about him. He always told me he wished his parents wouldn't of adopted him but then at the same time was glad because then he wouldn't of met me. The sad part about that is he is finally rubbing off on Jackson.
I slowly put my hands on his face and make him look at me.
"Don't lie to me. It's okay. I know." I say never leaving his gaze and with that I see a tiny tear roll out of his eye and fall down his cheek. It broke my heart.
I immediately pull him into a hug and I feel him for a split second wince and then relax. We stay like that for what seems like an eternity but in reality just a couple of minutes. When I pull back I look at him run the back of my hand on his cheek as I do this he closes his eyes and a small smile appears on his face.
"Can I clean up your eye?" I meekly ask him not wanting him to run away from me and avoid me.
He nods his head. I gab his hand and lead him to my car. Once I'm at my car I instruct him to sit in the passenger side as I pull out a first aid kit from my glove compartment. When my father sent me this car he made sure I had everything I would need for any kind of situation.
"I'm going to clean this up and then put a butterfly bandage on your cut on your eyebrow. When I start cleaning it you will feel it sting a little. Okay?" I say as he looks at me with an expression that makes me blush.
"Okay." He says.
I start to clean his eye up and he makes a noise that indicates the stinging started. I give a chuckle and then he starts to laugh. I love his laugh it's like music to my ears and his eyes twinkle. I finish putting on the butterfly bandage and look at him and decide to just ask him what's been on my mind.
"Is this why you were avoiding me?" I ask him.
His face instantly falls and I regret asking him because his face is somber.
"Yeah. I just didn't want you to know. Everyone knows that my dad beats me senseless and no one cares enough to ask me how I got this black eye. I guess there is no point when they know my dad is a drunk who beats on his kid. Even you knew and now I regret avoiding you today even more." He says with a defeated tone in his voice.
"I'm sorry." It is all I can think to say.
His eyes look at me with surprise.
"Why are you sorry? This is out of your control. God! It's even out of my control. I'm the one who should be sorry. I avoiding you and acted like a complete jerk and because of me you had to deal with Jackson." He says.
I smile at him and feel my heart flutter. He is so sweet. I never meant anyone like him.
"Don't be sorry. You just have to promise me never to avoid me again." I smile at him and he grabs my hand.
"I promise. Thank you. You're amazing. I never thought I would ever get to talk to you much less have you cleaning up my cuts and bruises." he says and intertwines our hands.
My heart immediately starts to race and I can feel my cheeks redden.
"I will always be here to clean you up. Day or night I promise you I will be here. No matter what." I say and I really meant it. I might not know Isaac but I wanted to know him and never let him go.
He looks into my eyes and the world around me disappears. All I can think about are how beautiful his eyes look and how bad I want to kiss him.
Then out of nowhere my phone goes off and pulls me and Isaac out of our trance. I get up and pull out my phone to see my uncle calling me.
"Hello?"
"Aria curfew starts in about fifteen minutes. If you're not home yet go now."
"Okay Uncle Jack I will."
"Call me when you get home."
"I will. Love you stay safe.
"Love you too, kiddo."
I shyly turn around and see Isaac leaning against my car with a smile on his face.
"Sorry it was my Uncle." I say motioning toward my phone.
"It's alright. I got to get back to work anyway." He says with a sad smile.
"Hey can I give you a ride home later?" I ask hoping he says yes so I can see him again.
His face looks surprised at my question.
"Thank you but I have my bike plus I won't be going home for another couple of hours and I don't want you to get in trouble." He says.
I can't help but feel disappointed by his reply and think he can see it on my face because before I can respond he says.
"I was wondering though if I could have you're number?" he smiles shyly with his cheeks turning red.
On the inside I'm jumping around and shouting for joy but on the outside I smile and nod my head. We switch phones and plug in each other's numbers.
"Is it cool if I call you when I get home? Or is that too late?" he asks while he runs a hand through his hair nervously.
"Yes. No it's not too late." I say trying not to sound like a dork.
His smile grows wide and reaches his eyes.
"Cool call you later then." He says and starts to walk away but then stops and turns around.
He walks up to me looks me in the eyes tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and then kisses my cheek.
My heart stops and I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks. I close my eyes and wish that this moment could last forever.
"Bye." He whispers in my ear.
I smile and say "Bye."
All the way home from the cemetery all my mind does is keep replaying the warmth of Isaac's lips on my cheek and I can't help but smile.
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