Both Broken } Isaac Lahey x OC

• PARTY GUESSED •

'Passengers, please take caution when stepping off the plane."

Marley and her family had taken a trip to England to see their grandparents. The whole time there, no one had noticed her that much; they were too involved in her brother's Lacrosse. Most of the time spent in England was spent drawing the fields. Her grandparents lived right by an empty field.
So she went out as bought herself some water colours, and painting the grassy meadows. Admittedly, it wasn't as warm or sunny as hometown California (Marley had had to run inside a few times) but it was amazingly beautiful.

"Marley did you get all of the bags?" Her mum asked as they placed their hand luggage into the trays.

"Yes mum."

After getting through customs, they took a taxi home. The seats were tiny, everyone was squished, and the mints tasted of  anything but mint. This didn't matter though; Marley was just glad to be back in a county where at least one person cared for her.

The car pulled up to the drive. The family got out, mum paying the driver, brother running to unlock the house, leaving Marley to unload the luggage. By the time she had hurled four suitcases from the trunk, her brother and mum were long gone. Probably indulging in the smell of their own home.

"Marley!" The girl turned after watching the taxi drive away. From next door, Isaac slowly jogged out of his front door and onto the lawn. His wide smile made Marley's upset feelings disappear.

"Isaac!" She ran up to him and jumped into his arms. Isaac wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up and off her feet. They both almost fell back in the process, but didn't care; they had missed each other too much.

"How was England?" Isaac asked into Marley's hair. She pulled away and held his arms. Isaac prepared for very fast speech.

"Oh my god, there's literally cows everywhere and they have kinder eggs. I thought they were illegal there too but they're not!" Marley rambled in one big breath. "Oh, and they have this really nice chocolate called Cadbury and it's so much better than Hershey's. Here I got you a bar."

Marley took her bag off of her shoulder and pulled out a small purple bar of chocolate. Isaac took it in his hands. He didn't care about the chocolate, he was just happy to watch Marley talk about something she loved.

"Sorry, I rambled," She apologised.

"I love it," Isaac said, finally taking a look at the chocolate. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Now. What about cows?"

...

The door bell rang.

Marley stood up from the couch, her daydream, and answered the door.

"Hey," Scott smiled as the door opened. "We're going to Derek's."

"Okay," Marley said, grabbing her bag, walking out and closing the door. Sometimes, Scott and Stiles would just turn up on her door and drag her to the next supernatural adventure. She learnt to stop asking questions.

They climbed into the Jeep, Marley greater Stiles. They started to drive into town when Stiles spoke up.

"So, we might have lied," Stiles said, looking  at Marley through the mirror. The Jeep rolled into a long neighbourhood.