❝ we're supposed to be in this together, Andy. No matter what or who we're against, we're supposed to do it together. That's what us is all about ❞
𝐝𝐞·𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 | the complete loss or absence of hope.
Or something that Andrea was feeling at the m...
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BOMB OR PRESENT?
A sudden tap on her shoulder successfully woke her up. Her eyes slowly fluttered open only to find Scott, Allison and Melissa standing over her.
"Have you been here all night?" Scott questioned.
"Two days," Andrea corrected.
The Laurent girl had waited in front of Isaac's room for two days in a row, only going home when she needed a shower and a change of clothes—though she managed to get home and back to the hospital again in under half an hour.
She continued, "They won't let me see him because I'm not family. I told them he doesn't have any, but—"
"He's got us," Melissa assured the younger before lifting the card that was on her hand. "And I've got a key card."
The woman looked around cautiously, making sure the hallway was empty before swiping the card to open the door. She merely told them to be quick before walking away from them
Andrea could feel her heat stop at the sight of the boy she loved in the center of the room, half of his body heavily burnt. The sight of him like that broke her heart even further.
The Laurent girl felt a hand grabbed onto her shoulder tightly, she didn't have to look to know that it was her Alpha giving her support. The group of three slowly made their way toward the unconscious boy, and it took every fiber of Andrea's being to hold back the tears that was beginning to swell in her eyes.
"I thought he'd be healing by now," Allison stated, seemingly confused.
Scott nodded as he placed a hand on the boy's arm, "So did I."
Andrea didn't need to touch Isaac to know that he was in pain, it was as if she could feel his pain in her guts. And it pained her even more to know that she couldn't be much help to him.
"Is he in pain?" the Argent girl questioned, which was replied by a simple nod from the Alpha.
The girl grabbed onto Isaac's arm upon realizing what Scott was about to do. Black veins began to appear on both Andrea and Scott's arms as the two took away some of his pain, "It won't heal him, but it helps with the pain."
"Did Stiles really do this?"
Andrea shook her head, "It wasn't Stiles. Whatever's controlling him did it—whatever's inside him."
"Well then how do we get whatever's inside of him the hell out of him?" Allison questioned, almost sounding pessimistic that they wouldn't be able to do it.
