War of hearts // Thiam

This isn't like you

Melissa stood there with her hands on her hips looking at his both expectantly.

"Well?"

"Well..." I looked at Liam for help. He shrugged and I rolled my eyes.

"Okay answer me this." Melissa said and we turned to face her, "How long?"

"Literally five minutes."

"Do I need to have the talk with you both."

"Ew no Melissa!" I said my face contorting in horror. She sighed,

"Do you think this is the best thing for you at the moment?" She asked looking at me.

"What?"

"I'm just saying, you're still injured and getting over-" I stood up walking forward on my own.

"Yeah that changed."

"When did this happen." She said walking over.

"It happened when I kissed Liam. He healed me." I looked at him and he smiled at me.

"Very well then." Melissa said very surprised. "I guess its alright." She smiled.

"Just no funny business."

"Of course not." I said shaking my head, "We'll just do it at Liams." Melissa shot me a look.

"I'm joking!" I winked at Liam secretly and he covered his mouth to stifle his laughter.

"Right I'm going to-"

"Oh my god Scott!" There was shouting from upstairs. Me and Liam looked at each other before booting up the stairs Melissa following.

"What's going on?" Isaac was crouched next to Scott who was passed out on the floor.

"Oh my god." Melissa crouched down feeling his pulse quickly. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"His heart rates normal, let's get him on the bed." We helped lay him down and Isaac drew up a chair next to him lacing their fingers together absent mindedly. Me, Melissa and Liam shared a look. Isaac looked up at the three of us.

"Oh shut up." He tried to hide his smile looking down at Scott and brushing the hair out of his face. Melissa rolled her eyes looking around the room pulling a bottle off Scott's shelf.

"Wolfsbane." She said smelling it. I looked around the room before spotting it, Scott's drawers. I pulled each one out fishing around for what I knew had to be in there pulling it out quickly. Melissa grabbed it from my hands when she saw it.

"Scott doesn't drink usually..." she said in disbelief.

"He never had a reason to." I said glancing at Isaac who looked ashamed.

"This is my fault isn't it..." he said looking down at Scott. Melissa sighed.

"No, it's not your fault Isaac. Scott's just upset and turning to alcohol for help. It's up to us to stop that." She said and he nodded slowly.

I looked back at the wolfsbane in Melissa's hand then at Liam.

"He's using it to get drunk isn't he." He said and I sighed.

"Yeah. He probably got it from Deaton."

"Or Chris."

"Him too."

"What are we gonna do?" Liam asked worried and I sighed again.

"Like Melissa said. Help him."

Scott started to stir a while later. Isaac hadn't left his side since he found him.

"Hey. Scott hey." He said as Scott yawned. On hearing Isaac's voice his eyes snapped open and he sat up nearly head butting Isaac in the process.

"Woah!" Isaac swerved out of the way. Scott backed himself up against his headboard away from Isaac.

"Scott-"

"Why are you here?" He asked and Isaac's expression changed to hurt.

"You passed out."

"Oh. Where's Mum?"

"She's coming, she's just getting you a drink."

"Theo, your standing." He said noticing me and Liam, he then glanced at our intertwined hands.

"You worked things out then?"

"Yeah..." I said.

"Congratulations." He said nodding, I could tell it was half hearted.

"Scott why was this in your draw?" I asked holding up the bottle of alcohol. Scott's breath caught in his throat and he choked.

"Where did you find that." He asked and I sighed.

"I found it in your draw after we found this." I held up the bottle of wolfsbane this time.

"So what? I'm not allowed to get drunk once in a while?" He said his mood changing quickly.

"Scott this isn't like you-" Isaac tried,

"What do you care?" He said staring at Isaac in hurt, "Since when did you care about me? Not like you've bloody ignored me for the past week is it?" Isaac stared at him.

"I've always cared about you."

"Not enough clearly." Scott muttered staring down at his duvet.

"That's a lie!" Isaac snapped. "You don't know how much I care about you Scott Mcall! So don't you dare sit there and say I don't because I do! I care about you too damn much!"

"Then why don't you fucking show it!"

"I did!" Isaac said, "And that's why we ended up here don't you remember! Course not you were drunk then too." He said angrily standing up heading towards the door.

"That's it run away again!" Scott said back. Isaac whipped around.

"Go to hell." He stormed out pushing past me and Liam who stood there extremely awkwardly.

"I did that wouldn't recommend..." I muttered so only Liam could hear me. He elbowed me in the ribs painfully. I looked at Scott who was staring at the foot of his bed. He reached for the glass on his beside table and a second later it was being thrown against the wall opposite smashing into a million pieces.

"What is going on!" Melissa said coming in. She saw her son falling apart on the bed and hurried over.

"Scott honey. Look at me." Scott looked at her his eyes filled with tears.

"It hurts mum. It really hurts." He said and she brushed a stray tear away.

"What hurts Scott?"

"Love."