Reincarnate [Isaac Lahey]

Chapter Seven

Stepping out of the jeep, her eyes fell on the house in front of her. It didn't look anything like her own and it was a lot bigger. "If we're studying at Scott's house, then where's Scott?" Lydia asked and Lena couldn't help but agree. That was an excellent question from which she knew they were going to get a dodgy answer.

"Meeting us here, I think," Stiles assured, "I hope," he added on beneath his breath but Lena overheard it causing her to frown and look over at him confused. She was starting to wonder whether she was going to get murdered by the boy beside her. That was if she didn't murder him first which was something that was growing more likely by the day.

Allison glanced over at Jackson as they climbed out of his Porsche, "thanks," she said.

"I needed to talk to her anyway," he dismissed.

As they made it into the house, Stiles bolted it with every single lock he could causing everyone to look at him confused although Jackson and Allison were the only ones who understood. Once he was done, Stiles turned around to look at the group hesitation growing over him as he saw their baffled and judgemental glances, "Uh, there's been a few break-ins around the neighbourhood," he lied. Spotting a chair in the corner, he grabbed onto that before shoving it under the door handle, "And a murder. Yeah, it was bad."

"I'm going to murder you in a minute," Lena admitted, with a dry glare being sent to Stiles and his face contorted into that of bewildered offence.

"Lydia, follow me. I need to talk to you for a minute," Jackson said walking away from the three and heading to the stairs and Lydia followed after him with a sigh.

"Seriously? What is going on with everyone?"

It was a few seconds later before Lena looked over to Stiles and Allison, "wait, so what are we actually studying?"

It was a few moments later when Allison looked out the window only for her eyes to widen and glancing at Lena, who was checking the time on her phone, she looked over to Stiles and gestured for him to look out the window. Stiles pulled back the curtain his eyes spotting Derek, Isaac, Boyd, and Erica immediately and his heart froze over.

Both of them turned to look at Lena but Allison was faster in thinking as she sneezed but didn't pull her hands away from her mouth. "Could one of you go get me some tissue please?" She asked, and Lena looked over at Stiles.

"The bathroom's upstairs, third door on the right," he said and she rolled her eyes before standing on the heel of her shoes to get them off and she stomped up the stairs growing more and more annoyed with them with each passing second.

The moment she was out of sight, Stiles pulled out his phone and passed it to Allison so that she could phone Scott since she wasn't supposed to be seeing him. "It's me," she said as Scott picked up.

"What's wrong?"

"You need to get here now. Right now," Allison urged, taking another cautious glance out of the window to see Erica and Isaac smirking whilst the other two had hard cold glares on their faces.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. On my way."

Finding the bathroom, Lena looked around but she couldn't seem to find any tissues. Pursing her lips together, she stepped over to the cupboards to have a look if there were any in there.

"Oh, geez. What are you doing?" Stiles asked as he noticed Allison getting her own phone out.

"I think-I think I have to call my dad," she admitted, tears forming in her eyes.

"No, but if he finds you here, you and Scott-"

"I know, but what are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us, okay? They're here to kill Lydia and Lena," she reminded and Stiles released a breath as he thought about what he should do.